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<blockquote data-quote="Emperor Valerian" data-source="post: 1401400" data-attributes="member: 15043"><p><strong>Of Demons, Devils, and a Young Woman the Party Has Been Searching For</strong></p><p></p><p>The room ahead was tall, with banners and tapestries hanging from rafters nearly a full hundred feet overhead. It was from this cavernous room that the sounds of deafening battle originated. </p><p></p><p>The party saw from a short hall they appeared to lead to a balcony, with what looked to be the start of stairs on the left and right going down. Below, the party saw what had been making the noise, and Kelir was no where in sight.</p><p></p><p>Among the sprawled pews and holy ornaments of what was once a revered chamber, undoubtedly to Grazz’t, the party could see massive, enormous abominations of nature and evil thundering about, locked in vicious and bloody battle. They recognized the enormous winged figures of several balors, their massive swords shattering the skulls of their opponents. They also recognized the equally frightening forms of pit fiends, green, slimy poison dripping from their maws, leaping at the balors and locking them in vicious death struggles.</p><p></p><p>Vrocks circled overhead, diving down against barbazu devils, as imps and drecthes fought out bloody battles to the death. Among the chaos, human warriors dressed as the ones of Grazz’t that passed hte party by could be seen in the mix, most commonly in the form of bodies. Chanting was originated from both the left and the right... while the party could not understand what was being said, it was clearly apparent they were likely in two different languages. Neither side seemed to be at an advantage, the devils coming in disciplined waves, the demons charging pell-mell. The middle of the impromptu battlefield was already a synthetic hill of dead bodies that both sides had to fight up to reach the middle of the room.</p><p></p><p>No one in the party wanted to investigate the horror further, or even think of heading to the balcony lest they become accidentally dragged into the deadly war below. As they watched, A vrock’s broken form landed with a sickening crack on the balcony, the creature’s neck clearly broken, several enormous holes in its flanks from which green slime, likely pit fiend poison, oozed.</p><p></p><p>“W...w...what is that?” Tess asked Grumki as the party backed into the hallway, dodging a patch of floor that looked to be acid.</p><p></p><p>“I...I... think it was the Blood War,” Grumki said slowly, for the first time the party knew his voice filled with fear. “Hextor was a close ally of devils... and they may have grown annoyed once their blood enemies, the demons, occupied this great temple... I don’t know for sure, and I don’t care to find out. The strength of Kord does not require knowing such things,” he said, turning and noticing a door across the way.</p><p></p><p>“Um... lets... go there...” Shaun said, pointing at the other doorway. Too his surprise, Siabrey rushed ahead of him. Normally he might have teased the fighter about dashing away from a fight, but for now, he was thankful her normal combativeness was not to the level of lunacy.</p><p></p><p>“I’ll take the lead,” Siabrey said. <em>Hopefully there’s nothing like that going on this way...</em> she thought. <em>My blade may be fast and sharp... but I doubt it would help against any of those monster’s fangs...</em></p><p></p><p>Out of her right eye as she thought Siabrey caught a momentarily glint of blue. Instinctively she rolled forward, and heard the loud snap and sizzle of electricity just behind her. The ends of her cloak had been singed, but otherwise she was unharmed.</p><p></p><p>“Um,” she started, looking at the party on the other side of the apparent trap, “Shaun, you might want to...”</p><p></p><p>“I’m on it,” he said, already leaning down and fidgeting with the floor. Rather quickly there was a pop that echeod through the air, and he said over the din coming from the other room, “It should be safe, I broke it!”</p><p></p><p>Gingerly the party stepped over the offending floorplate, and true enough, all were safe.</p><p></p><p><em>What is down this way that would warrant such a trap?</em> Tess wondered to herself, before peering further down the passage, and seeing her own answer.</p><p></p><p>Lining the sides of the passage were openings in the solid rock, and covering each opening was a solid array of iron. </p><p></p><p>“The jail!” Shaun shouted, dashing down the hall, peering into each cell. Momentarily he was joined by Siabrey, Tess and the others, and frantic calls for “Elenya!” echoed through the empty stone corridors.</p><p></p><p><em>She has to be here somewhere!</em> Shaun’s mind cried in a panicked voice. If she wasn’t here, with a sinking feeling, his heart could guess her grisly fate. <em>They were after Siabrey, not her... if they had found out she wasn’t their intended quarry... </em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Oh God...</em></p><p></p><p>As they passed each cell, their hearts began to fall, as each cell was either completely devoid of life, and many had the remnants of skulls, bones, or decaying, fetid flesh in them.</p><p></p><p>As they passed a cell with a relatively freshly decomposing corpse, which gave the area an nauseating smell, part of Shaun’s mind quailed, <em>Please, Hieroneous, Olidamarra, Tarantor, whoever... let that not be Elenya! Please!</em> Siabrey and Tess drew alongside, and could tell what was going through Shaun’s mind. The body was clearly that of a woman, who looked to have been scalped and beaten horribly a day or two prior. Her head faced away from them, and she was devoid of any identifiable clothing.</p><p></p><p>“Shaun, I’m...” Siabrey started, tears flowing in her voice. At that moment, the party heard a soft mutter, a weak cry that had previously been drowned out by their shouts and calls.</p><p></p><p>“Shaun?” It came from further ahead... a woman’s voice, weak. “Shaun?” it called louder. Further ahead, the party noticed in the last cell down the hall a pair of white hands suddenly grip the cell bars. “Shaun!”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emperor Valerian, post: 1401400, member: 15043"] [b]Of Demons, Devils, and a Young Woman the Party Has Been Searching For[/b] The room ahead was tall, with banners and tapestries hanging from rafters nearly a full hundred feet overhead. It was from this cavernous room that the sounds of deafening battle originated. The party saw from a short hall they appeared to lead to a balcony, with what looked to be the start of stairs on the left and right going down. Below, the party saw what had been making the noise, and Kelir was no where in sight. Among the sprawled pews and holy ornaments of what was once a revered chamber, undoubtedly to Grazz’t, the party could see massive, enormous abominations of nature and evil thundering about, locked in vicious and bloody battle. They recognized the enormous winged figures of several balors, their massive swords shattering the skulls of their opponents. They also recognized the equally frightening forms of pit fiends, green, slimy poison dripping from their maws, leaping at the balors and locking them in vicious death struggles. Vrocks circled overhead, diving down against barbazu devils, as imps and drecthes fought out bloody battles to the death. Among the chaos, human warriors dressed as the ones of Grazz’t that passed hte party by could be seen in the mix, most commonly in the form of bodies. Chanting was originated from both the left and the right... while the party could not understand what was being said, it was clearly apparent they were likely in two different languages. Neither side seemed to be at an advantage, the devils coming in disciplined waves, the demons charging pell-mell. The middle of the impromptu battlefield was already a synthetic hill of dead bodies that both sides had to fight up to reach the middle of the room. No one in the party wanted to investigate the horror further, or even think of heading to the balcony lest they become accidentally dragged into the deadly war below. As they watched, A vrock’s broken form landed with a sickening crack on the balcony, the creature’s neck clearly broken, several enormous holes in its flanks from which green slime, likely pit fiend poison, oozed. “W...w...what is that?” Tess asked Grumki as the party backed into the hallway, dodging a patch of floor that looked to be acid. “I...I... think it was the Blood War,” Grumki said slowly, for the first time the party knew his voice filled with fear. “Hextor was a close ally of devils... and they may have grown annoyed once their blood enemies, the demons, occupied this great temple... I don’t know for sure, and I don’t care to find out. The strength of Kord does not require knowing such things,” he said, turning and noticing a door across the way. “Um... lets... go there...” Shaun said, pointing at the other doorway. Too his surprise, Siabrey rushed ahead of him. Normally he might have teased the fighter about dashing away from a fight, but for now, he was thankful her normal combativeness was not to the level of lunacy. “I’ll take the lead,” Siabrey said. [i]Hopefully there’s nothing like that going on this way...[/i] she thought. [i]My blade may be fast and sharp... but I doubt it would help against any of those monster’s fangs...[/i] Out of her right eye as she thought Siabrey caught a momentarily glint of blue. Instinctively she rolled forward, and heard the loud snap and sizzle of electricity just behind her. The ends of her cloak had been singed, but otherwise she was unharmed. “Um,” she started, looking at the party on the other side of the apparent trap, “Shaun, you might want to...” “I’m on it,” he said, already leaning down and fidgeting with the floor. Rather quickly there was a pop that echeod through the air, and he said over the din coming from the other room, “It should be safe, I broke it!” Gingerly the party stepped over the offending floorplate, and true enough, all were safe. [i]What is down this way that would warrant such a trap?[/i] Tess wondered to herself, before peering further down the passage, and seeing her own answer. Lining the sides of the passage were openings in the solid rock, and covering each opening was a solid array of iron. “The jail!” Shaun shouted, dashing down the hall, peering into each cell. Momentarily he was joined by Siabrey, Tess and the others, and frantic calls for “Elenya!” echoed through the empty stone corridors. [i]She has to be here somewhere![/i] Shaun’s mind cried in a panicked voice. If she wasn’t here, with a sinking feeling, his heart could guess her grisly fate. [i]They were after Siabrey, not her... if they had found out she wasn’t their intended quarry... Oh God...[/i] As they passed each cell, their hearts began to fall, as each cell was either completely devoid of life, and many had the remnants of skulls, bones, or decaying, fetid flesh in them. As they passed a cell with a relatively freshly decomposing corpse, which gave the area an nauseating smell, part of Shaun’s mind quailed, [i]Please, Hieroneous, Olidamarra, Tarantor, whoever... let that not be Elenya! Please![/i] Siabrey and Tess drew alongside, and could tell what was going through Shaun’s mind. The body was clearly that of a woman, who looked to have been scalped and beaten horribly a day or two prior. Her head faced away from them, and she was devoid of any identifiable clothing. “Shaun, I’m...” Siabrey started, tears flowing in her voice. At that moment, the party heard a soft mutter, a weak cry that had previously been drowned out by their shouts and calls. “Shaun?” It came from further ahead... a woman’s voice, weak. “Shaun?” it called louder. Further ahead, the party noticed in the last cell down the hall a pair of white hands suddenly grip the cell bars. “Shaun!” [/QUOTE]
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