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<blockquote data-quote="Droid101" data-source="post: 2129007" data-attributes="member: 942"><p>(All I can say is: Sorry! Don't hate me forever please. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite2" alt=";)" title="Wink ;)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=";)" /> )</p><p></p><p>“Is this for real?” Bink asks in bewilderment, just having arrived back in Baron and already being banished.</p><p></p><p>“What do we do now?” Eltharion asks.</p><p></p><p>Bloodthorne, Viknen, Grog, Ogrim, Eltharion and Bink walk north, with two Baron guards following behind them. They were there only for show of course, nobody can force the Heroes to do anything they didn’t want to do.</p><p></p><p>“We help me people. We help the dwarves,” Ogrim says, which draws a nod from everyone.</p><p></p><p>“So we head for the Adventurer’s Guildhall, then on north toward the dwarven stronghold?” Bink says.</p><p></p><p>“Sounds good. I wonder how long ago the dwarves left,” Eltharion ponders.</p><p></p><p>“The dwarves were forced out by the dark elves… do they really have a change at getting back in?” Bink asks.</p><p></p><p>“If Moradin leads the charge, then there’s a good chance,” Ogrim answers.</p><p></p><p>“I’m up for anythin’. Been bored ‘ere in town too long…” Bloodthorne chimes in.</p><p></p><p>“How about you Viknen?” Eltharion asks their old gnoll friend.</p><p></p><p>“I’ll be goin’ as far as deese old legs be takin’ me,” Viknen replies, supporting his weight with his crooked staff.</p><p></p><p>Eltharion looked over his shoulders at the guards following them, shaking his head.</p><p></p><p>That night, they had to stop at an inn. The wall of Baron would be another half-day walk.</p><p></p><p>The next morning, they continued, guards still following. It was drizzling slightly and quite overcast. After a couple of hours, a form could be seen flying directly at them. As it got closer, Eltharion stopped in his tracks, and the rest of the group did as well. Eltharion pulled out his sling.</p><p></p><p>“It’s a dark elf…” Eltharion swings his arm and unleashes a sling bullet. It slams into the drow, who lands on the ground, drawing two blades.</p><p></p><p>Grog unsheathes his wakisashi and kata, and charges. His blades cross over the dark elf’s stomach, spilling his innards. In a swift and continuous motion, he sheathes his blades and grabs an amulet off the neck of the dark elf. He then spins to face the rest of the Heroes, who stare on in amazement.</p><p></p><p>Grog’s pristine white samurai-style armor morphs and changes. The wakisashi and kata rise off his person, and join into the armor, which becomes floating mass. The shape twists and contorts, and finally a grayish creature with a torso, mouth and two arms floats before everyone, holding onto the amulet. Grog collapses behind it, fully unconscious.</p><p></p><p>“Finally!” the 15 foot tall demonic-looking beast bellows. “I’ve been waiting forever for this!”</p><p></p><p>The Heroes still stare on in some kind of confusion mixed with horror.</p><p></p><p>“Who, what, are you?” Bink manages.</p><p></p><p>“Oh, pardon me for being so rude…” the semi-transparent hideous grayish demon-looking creature spoke, it’s huge maw sounding out each syllable with perfection. “I am Delroc, Master of Time.”</p><p></p><p>This didn’t help alleviate the party’s surprise.</p><p></p><p>“Okay, I know this must be a shock, so let me explain. You see, your little friend Grog here never had a ‘vision.’ He never saw a spirit who granted him any armor. I am that spirit. Heck, I am that armor. Maybe I should start off further back?” Delroc looked almost thoughtful for a moment.</p><p></p><p>“Okay, so hundreds of years ago, I am corporeal. I can touch things, move thing, just like you. However, my and my race’s wanton destruction of the land was too much for the higher powers to handle, so I was cursed to be incorporeal, unable to interact with the world around me, except to turn into inanimate objects. Like armor and a pair of swords, for instance.</p><p></p><p>“I still had dominion over time, however, and planned to use it. Existance wasn’t much, but at least it was existence. However, once I was so bored with being unable to do anything, I got to reading. I started reading the Prophecies…</p><p></p><p>“Well, let me just tell you, I didn’t like what I saw. It must be great to see your name show up in a Prophecy of any kind. Yeah, well, you can think that all you want until your name shows up as someone destined to DIE.”</p><p></p><p>The Heroes, much less shocked and almost a little bored at the wordiness of the creature allow him to continue, for the moment.</p><p></p><p>“So, if you hadn’t figured it out, let me spell it out a little bit more clearly. I read the Prophecy, and found out that a person named Blaze Brague was destined to kill me,” Delroc resumed. This certainly got the Heroes’ attention. “So, of course I didn’t want to die, but I also didn’t have the ability to become corporeal to do anything about it…”</p><p></p><p>“So, I came up with an ingenious plan to kill Blaze, and thereby extend my own existence,”</p><p></p><p>There wasn’t a hesitation from the Heroes. Bloodthorne, Eltharion and Ogrim all charged the creature, slashing it violently. Unfortunately, their blades passed through it harmlessly. Eltharion and Ogrim backed off, but Bloodthorne kept swinging.</p><p></p><p>“So, you’re saying that you kidnapped Senman and Misani, and set up Blaze’s death?” Bink asks, out of curiousity and also to stall to give him time to think of some way to avenge his good friend.</p><p></p><p>Bloodthorne kept swinging.</p><p></p><p>“You can tell him that he can stop, it’s not going to work. Trust me, I’d like to fight for a while, I haven’t been able to interact like that for an eternity…” Delroc says. “Anyway, to answer your question, yes, I painstakingly set up a chain of events to lead up to this point right here.</p><p></p><p>“I went back and influenced the changing of the Prophecies, to start. I had the original writers put in a whole section about ‘The Two,’ two chosen ones. I needed to make sure his closest friends were with him, along with Grog, so that I could be there to see it and initiate the choice.</p><p></p><p>Eltharion and Ogrim look at each other with doubting glances.</p><p></p><p>“So, the Legend of The Two was made up by me to make sure Blaze went with you to rescue your friends. I spooked some poor fool into sabotaging the temple so that the column would fall at exactly the right time. When you can travel back and forth through time you have a lot of room for error, so I kept going back and forth until it came down at exactly the right time. Quite an accomplishment if you look at it with the right point of view…”</p><p></p><p>“Hold on, so there are no chosen ones? What about the powers we’ve received from these items? Or the legends behind them?” Eltharion asks.</p><p></p><p>“Ah, situational. The only magic imbued in those items is illusory or mind-effecting. Make you think you are doing what you think you are doing. They are worthless,” Delroc says, summarily deflating Eltharion and Ogrim’s sense of worth.</p><p></p><p>But as Delroc went on in his gloating, a voice could be heard in the Heroes’ heads. A familiar voice.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Okay guys, it’s me, Blaze. I can help you kill this thing, but you’re going to need to be ready. On the count of ten, I’ll make him corporeal. He’ll be able to interact with this world, so that’ll be your only chance to kill him. I don’t know how long it’ll last, and it doesn’t mean he’s going to be a pushover, but at least you’ll have the jump on him. Start counting.</em></span></p><p></p><p>“…So I used the little goblin here as a pawn in my effort to…”</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>One…</em></span></p><p></p><p>“…and then kill him, which I did…”</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Two…</em></span></p><p></p><p>“…an item of interest, so I used…”</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Three…</em></span></p><p></p><p>“…this dark elf’s amulet. Might just be enough power…”</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Four…</em></span></p><p></p><p>The Heroes were hardly listening to the creature. A burning rage was all they felt. They were going to have a chance to avenge the untimely death of one of their best friends. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Five…</em></span></p><p></p><p>They had all thought about the moment when they met whoever was behind this. They never once for a moment believed Grog was a part of this, and now they knew for sure.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Six…</em></span></p><p></p><p>Bink came to the call of a dejected Grog only to be kicked out of Baron partially due to the actions of Delroc. He readied his spells…</p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em></em></span></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Seven…</em></span></p><p></p><p>“The Two” was fake. Who knows how much else in the Prophecy was made up for this stupid plan? Eltharion and Ogrim were seething with hate.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Eight…</em></span></p><p></p><p>All the rage. All the hatred. Grog had been influenced by this vile creature for almost a month now. Unable to make any decisions, unable to do what he wanted. He was alienated from all his friends because of this fiend.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>Nine…</em></span></p><p></p><p>It was time for vengence.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Yellow"><em>TEN!</em></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Droid101, post: 2129007, member: 942"] (All I can say is: Sorry! Don't hate me forever please. ;) ) “Is this for real?” Bink asks in bewilderment, just having arrived back in Baron and already being banished. “What do we do now?” Eltharion asks. Bloodthorne, Viknen, Grog, Ogrim, Eltharion and Bink walk north, with two Baron guards following behind them. They were there only for show of course, nobody can force the Heroes to do anything they didn’t want to do. “We help me people. We help the dwarves,” Ogrim says, which draws a nod from everyone. “So we head for the Adventurer’s Guildhall, then on north toward the dwarven stronghold?” Bink says. “Sounds good. I wonder how long ago the dwarves left,” Eltharion ponders. “The dwarves were forced out by the dark elves… do they really have a change at getting back in?” Bink asks. “If Moradin leads the charge, then there’s a good chance,” Ogrim answers. “I’m up for anythin’. Been bored ‘ere in town too long…” Bloodthorne chimes in. “How about you Viknen?” Eltharion asks their old gnoll friend. “I’ll be goin’ as far as deese old legs be takin’ me,” Viknen replies, supporting his weight with his crooked staff. Eltharion looked over his shoulders at the guards following them, shaking his head. That night, they had to stop at an inn. The wall of Baron would be another half-day walk. The next morning, they continued, guards still following. It was drizzling slightly and quite overcast. After a couple of hours, a form could be seen flying directly at them. As it got closer, Eltharion stopped in his tracks, and the rest of the group did as well. Eltharion pulled out his sling. “It’s a dark elf…” Eltharion swings his arm and unleashes a sling bullet. It slams into the drow, who lands on the ground, drawing two blades. Grog unsheathes his wakisashi and kata, and charges. His blades cross over the dark elf’s stomach, spilling his innards. In a swift and continuous motion, he sheathes his blades and grabs an amulet off the neck of the dark elf. He then spins to face the rest of the Heroes, who stare on in amazement. Grog’s pristine white samurai-style armor morphs and changes. The wakisashi and kata rise off his person, and join into the armor, which becomes floating mass. The shape twists and contorts, and finally a grayish creature with a torso, mouth and two arms floats before everyone, holding onto the amulet. Grog collapses behind it, fully unconscious. “Finally!” the 15 foot tall demonic-looking beast bellows. “I’ve been waiting forever for this!” The Heroes still stare on in some kind of confusion mixed with horror. “Who, what, are you?” Bink manages. “Oh, pardon me for being so rude…” the semi-transparent hideous grayish demon-looking creature spoke, it’s huge maw sounding out each syllable with perfection. “I am Delroc, Master of Time.” This didn’t help alleviate the party’s surprise. “Okay, I know this must be a shock, so let me explain. You see, your little friend Grog here never had a ‘vision.’ He never saw a spirit who granted him any armor. I am that spirit. Heck, I am that armor. Maybe I should start off further back?” Delroc looked almost thoughtful for a moment. “Okay, so hundreds of years ago, I am corporeal. I can touch things, move thing, just like you. However, my and my race’s wanton destruction of the land was too much for the higher powers to handle, so I was cursed to be incorporeal, unable to interact with the world around me, except to turn into inanimate objects. Like armor and a pair of swords, for instance. “I still had dominion over time, however, and planned to use it. Existance wasn’t much, but at least it was existence. However, once I was so bored with being unable to do anything, I got to reading. I started reading the Prophecies… “Well, let me just tell you, I didn’t like what I saw. It must be great to see your name show up in a Prophecy of any kind. Yeah, well, you can think that all you want until your name shows up as someone destined to DIE.” The Heroes, much less shocked and almost a little bored at the wordiness of the creature allow him to continue, for the moment. “So, if you hadn’t figured it out, let me spell it out a little bit more clearly. I read the Prophecy, and found out that a person named Blaze Brague was destined to kill me,” Delroc resumed. This certainly got the Heroes’ attention. “So, of course I didn’t want to die, but I also didn’t have the ability to become corporeal to do anything about it…” “So, I came up with an ingenious plan to kill Blaze, and thereby extend my own existence,” There wasn’t a hesitation from the Heroes. Bloodthorne, Eltharion and Ogrim all charged the creature, slashing it violently. Unfortunately, their blades passed through it harmlessly. Eltharion and Ogrim backed off, but Bloodthorne kept swinging. “So, you’re saying that you kidnapped Senman and Misani, and set up Blaze’s death?” Bink asks, out of curiousity and also to stall to give him time to think of some way to avenge his good friend. Bloodthorne kept swinging. “You can tell him that he can stop, it’s not going to work. Trust me, I’d like to fight for a while, I haven’t been able to interact like that for an eternity…” Delroc says. “Anyway, to answer your question, yes, I painstakingly set up a chain of events to lead up to this point right here. “I went back and influenced the changing of the Prophecies, to start. I had the original writers put in a whole section about ‘The Two,’ two chosen ones. I needed to make sure his closest friends were with him, along with Grog, so that I could be there to see it and initiate the choice. Eltharion and Ogrim look at each other with doubting glances. “So, the Legend of The Two was made up by me to make sure Blaze went with you to rescue your friends. I spooked some poor fool into sabotaging the temple so that the column would fall at exactly the right time. When you can travel back and forth through time you have a lot of room for error, so I kept going back and forth until it came down at exactly the right time. Quite an accomplishment if you look at it with the right point of view…” “Hold on, so there are no chosen ones? What about the powers we’ve received from these items? Or the legends behind them?” Eltharion asks. “Ah, situational. The only magic imbued in those items is illusory or mind-effecting. Make you think you are doing what you think you are doing. They are worthless,” Delroc says, summarily deflating Eltharion and Ogrim’s sense of worth. But as Delroc went on in his gloating, a voice could be heard in the Heroes’ heads. A familiar voice. [COLOR=Yellow][I]Okay guys, it’s me, Blaze. I can help you kill this thing, but you’re going to need to be ready. On the count of ten, I’ll make him corporeal. He’ll be able to interact with this world, so that’ll be your only chance to kill him. I don’t know how long it’ll last, and it doesn’t mean he’s going to be a pushover, but at least you’ll have the jump on him. Start counting.[/I][/COLOR] “…So I used the little goblin here as a pawn in my effort to…” [COLOR=Yellow][I]One…[/I][/COLOR] “…and then kill him, which I did…” [COLOR=Yellow][I]Two…[/I][/COLOR] “…an item of interest, so I used…” [COLOR=Yellow][I]Three…[/I][/COLOR] “…this dark elf’s amulet. Might just be enough power…” [COLOR=Yellow][I]Four…[/I][/COLOR] The Heroes were hardly listening to the creature. A burning rage was all they felt. They were going to have a chance to avenge the untimely death of one of their best friends. [COLOR=Yellow][I]Five…[/I][/COLOR] They had all thought about the moment when they met whoever was behind this. They never once for a moment believed Grog was a part of this, and now they knew for sure. [COLOR=Yellow][I]Six…[/I][/COLOR] Bink came to the call of a dejected Grog only to be kicked out of Baron partially due to the actions of Delroc. He readied his spells… [COLOR=Yellow][I] Seven…[/I][/COLOR] “The Two” was fake. Who knows how much else in the Prophecy was made up for this stupid plan? Eltharion and Ogrim were seething with hate. [COLOR=Yellow][I]Eight…[/I][/COLOR] All the rage. All the hatred. Grog had been influenced by this vile creature for almost a month now. Unable to make any decisions, unable to do what he wanted. He was alienated from all his friends because of this fiend. [COLOR=Yellow][I]Nine…[/I][/COLOR] It was time for vengence. [COLOR=Yellow][I]TEN![/I][/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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