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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 3040177" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>It gets worse</strong></p><p></p><p>Gronar brings his heavy blade crashing down upon the obsidian minotaur, the powerful blow merely scratches the construct. Ratchet fades in behind Gronar and gives the hill giant a temporary strength boost.</p><p></p><p>Korg calls forth a brilliant steam of faith from his holy symbol, the <em>searing light </em> strikes an invisible barrier just in front of the lich and is diffused harmlessly around the undead creature.</p><p></p><p>Lothred aims his staff at the lich and issues forth a stream of acid at the lich, Lothred's spell also fails to reach it's target as it too is deflected away. </p><p></p><p><em>*Bah, you'll never get through it's spell resistance, you're too weak. Get some fodder like Paquito up here to waste his spells.*</em></p><p></p><p>Lothred motions to Korg to get his attention, "His spell resistance is too strong, we're going to have to try another way." </p><p></p><p>Korg laughs at the teifling's gestures and nods in agreement of something, Lothred couldn't be sure if Korg understood him at all.</p><p></p><p><em>*Hah! Fool! You'd probably engage darkness if you thought it had ears.*</em></p><p></p><p>"Shut-up! I'm trying to think!" Lothred shouts, confusing Korg and Ratchet.</p><p></p><p>The obsidian minotaur paws at Gronar's chest, it's brittle claws shattering and splintering into the wound track, as it's sharp claws disintegrate into Gronar's chest, torrid orangish lava leaks out from the obsidian minotaur's fingers and splashes across the hill giant's chest as well.</p><p></p><p>Gronar howls in pain as he tries to wipe off the burnt char of his flesh. Meanwhile the just excised claws of the construct grow back white-hot and seething to their former length and darken as they cool in the dampness of the underdark.</p><p></p><p>Korg moves over to help Ratchet attend to his friend, with the three heroes lined up nicely for the lich, it chooses now to act and arcs a bolt of lightening through the two hill giants and the gnome. Nearly felling Gronar and giving Ratchet a nasty burn.</p><p></p><p><em>*Soon now, soon it will be just you, and then who would be left to boast too? If only you survive then this battle has little consequence.*</em></p><p></p><p>Lothred was preparing and answer when the room shook like a man with demon fever. A low rumble echoed from the mammoth passage exiting the room to Lothred's left, peering over his shoulder the teifling spotted the red glow of two large eyes off in the distance down the passage.</p><p></p><p>Silenced reigned for a brief moment before a draconic roar of outrage and hatred filled the room deafening all those who use ears to hear. Then the heavy feet of the dragon vibrated through wall and body as the dragon made it's way down the passageway in a near sprint.</p><p></p><p>"I'm dead." Lothred said aloud, realizing he had no way of getting far enough away from a charging dragon to escape it's wrath.</p><p></p><p><em>*Let me help you, you will be triumphant!*</em></p><p></p><p>"I don't trust you." Lothred shouted as he unconsciously pulled the metal rod from his backpack.</p><p></p><p><em>*What does trust have anything to do with? I would think you would trust the lich or dragon to destroy you? After those two, the unknown I am offering looks pretty good.*</em></p><p></p><p>Lothred held up the rod and closed his eyes, "Ok tell me what to do!"</p><p></p><p>The activation words poured into Lothred from a place as bleak and dark none but the damned dared call it home. The immense energy of the rod enveloped Lothred as the head of the dragon breached the room and open it's jaws to retribution. A sickening laugh pounded against Lothred's soul.</p><p></p><p>Paquito gave a long look to Luciann as they watched Finrod slip below their eyesight level in the passage, as umber hulks scattered into the passage like roaches. Dozens of the chitinous beasts, their shells clattering like an insane symphony, choke off the view of the only viable (to Paquito and Luciann at this point) exit to this lich's room.</p><p></p><p>"****!" They sounded in unison as Paquito fired off a <em>scorching ray </em> at the nearest umber hulk. Luciann began to intone the words of a spell, only to catch the gaze of the creature he intended to blow up. The world became a rush of colors and physical sound, Luciann stumbled away unsure of where he was or what he was doing.</p><p></p><p>The elf nearly tripped several times as he groped his way through a soup of color and material noise, as Luciann felt for a wall or Paquito, his hands reached into the wall of spirits. Cold, freezing even his very thoughts welled up through Luciann's body, then the images came. They swept away the confusing colors and sounds like an ogre kicking a wooden door in, thousands of dead and dying lay before a wasteland as a skeletal figure moved through the sea of death, prodding and spearing those that tried to rise above their prone positions.</p><p></p><p>Sometimes it would halt it's solitary walk and pick up a rotting, bloated corpse, twist it into an unimaginable shape and then animate it to feed on the dying beneath it. The skeletal creature picked up another body and shoved it's arms through it's own chest, breaking it's collarbone with a sick crunch, it then ripped off it's lower jaw before animating the poor soul. It's fingers wiggling helplessly out of it's abdomen and it's moans only high pitched screeches with no tongue to give it form.</p><p></p><p>The skeletal figure wiped away the blood from the body beneath it's creation and the Luciann's own visage appeared under the mire. The skeletal form there set it's new animated work on top of a broken but screaming Luciann to gnaw away at his skin for all eternity. Luciann's mind snapped and he ran delirious into the waiting arms of the umber hulk horde.</p><p></p><p>Hopelessness washed over Paquito, then he felt the ground shake and the dragon's roar, and his mind cleared. There would be only one way out of this, which would it be? Umber hulks, lich and dragon, or death? He briefly gave death a thought but then realized that mating would no longer be an option while undead.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 3040177, member: 11574"] [b]It gets worse[/b] Gronar brings his heavy blade crashing down upon the obsidian minotaur, the powerful blow merely scratches the construct. Ratchet fades in behind Gronar and gives the hill giant a temporary strength boost. Korg calls forth a brilliant steam of faith from his holy symbol, the [I]searing light [/I] strikes an invisible barrier just in front of the lich and is diffused harmlessly around the undead creature. Lothred aims his staff at the lich and issues forth a stream of acid at the lich, Lothred's spell also fails to reach it's target as it too is deflected away. [I]*Bah, you'll never get through it's spell resistance, you're too weak. Get some fodder like Paquito up here to waste his spells.*[/I] Lothred motions to Korg to get his attention, "His spell resistance is too strong, we're going to have to try another way." Korg laughs at the teifling's gestures and nods in agreement of something, Lothred couldn't be sure if Korg understood him at all. [I]*Hah! Fool! You'd probably engage darkness if you thought it had ears.*[/I] "Shut-up! I'm trying to think!" Lothred shouts, confusing Korg and Ratchet. The obsidian minotaur paws at Gronar's chest, it's brittle claws shattering and splintering into the wound track, as it's sharp claws disintegrate into Gronar's chest, torrid orangish lava leaks out from the obsidian minotaur's fingers and splashes across the hill giant's chest as well. Gronar howls in pain as he tries to wipe off the burnt char of his flesh. Meanwhile the just excised claws of the construct grow back white-hot and seething to their former length and darken as they cool in the dampness of the underdark. Korg moves over to help Ratchet attend to his friend, with the three heroes lined up nicely for the lich, it chooses now to act and arcs a bolt of lightening through the two hill giants and the gnome. Nearly felling Gronar and giving Ratchet a nasty burn. [I]*Soon now, soon it will be just you, and then who would be left to boast too? If only you survive then this battle has little consequence.*[/I] Lothred was preparing and answer when the room shook like a man with demon fever. A low rumble echoed from the mammoth passage exiting the room to Lothred's left, peering over his shoulder the teifling spotted the red glow of two large eyes off in the distance down the passage. Silenced reigned for a brief moment before a draconic roar of outrage and hatred filled the room deafening all those who use ears to hear. Then the heavy feet of the dragon vibrated through wall and body as the dragon made it's way down the passageway in a near sprint. "I'm dead." Lothred said aloud, realizing he had no way of getting far enough away from a charging dragon to escape it's wrath. [I]*Let me help you, you will be triumphant!*[/I] "I don't trust you." Lothred shouted as he unconsciously pulled the metal rod from his backpack. [I]*What does trust have anything to do with? I would think you would trust the lich or dragon to destroy you? After those two, the unknown I am offering looks pretty good.*[/I] Lothred held up the rod and closed his eyes, "Ok tell me what to do!" The activation words poured into Lothred from a place as bleak and dark none but the damned dared call it home. The immense energy of the rod enveloped Lothred as the head of the dragon breached the room and open it's jaws to retribution. A sickening laugh pounded against Lothred's soul. Paquito gave a long look to Luciann as they watched Finrod slip below their eyesight level in the passage, as umber hulks scattered into the passage like roaches. Dozens of the chitinous beasts, their shells clattering like an insane symphony, choke off the view of the only viable (to Paquito and Luciann at this point) exit to this lich's room. "****!" They sounded in unison as Paquito fired off a [I]scorching ray [/I] at the nearest umber hulk. Luciann began to intone the words of a spell, only to catch the gaze of the creature he intended to blow up. The world became a rush of colors and physical sound, Luciann stumbled away unsure of where he was or what he was doing. The elf nearly tripped several times as he groped his way through a soup of color and material noise, as Luciann felt for a wall or Paquito, his hands reached into the wall of spirits. Cold, freezing even his very thoughts welled up through Luciann's body, then the images came. They swept away the confusing colors and sounds like an ogre kicking a wooden door in, thousands of dead and dying lay before a wasteland as a skeletal figure moved through the sea of death, prodding and spearing those that tried to rise above their prone positions. Sometimes it would halt it's solitary walk and pick up a rotting, bloated corpse, twist it into an unimaginable shape and then animate it to feed on the dying beneath it. The skeletal creature picked up another body and shoved it's arms through it's own chest, breaking it's collarbone with a sick crunch, it then ripped off it's lower jaw before animating the poor soul. It's fingers wiggling helplessly out of it's abdomen and it's moans only high pitched screeches with no tongue to give it form. The skeletal figure wiped away the blood from the body beneath it's creation and the Luciann's own visage appeared under the mire. The skeletal form there set it's new animated work on top of a broken but screaming Luciann to gnaw away at his skin for all eternity. Luciann's mind snapped and he ran delirious into the waiting arms of the umber hulk horde. Hopelessness washed over Paquito, then he felt the ground shake and the dragon's roar, and his mind cleared. There would be only one way out of this, which would it be? Umber hulks, lich and dragon, or death? He briefly gave death a thought but then realized that mating would no longer be an option while undead. [/QUOTE]
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