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<blockquote data-quote="Emperor Valerian" data-source="post: 1547610" data-attributes="member: 15043"><p><strong>Azzgrat Part Two</strong></p><p></p><p>“Two armies?!” Orion’s head popped up in the hole momentarily has he jumped to look. His head popped up again as he cursed, and quickly the noises of fists breaking through metal redoubled.</p><p></p><p>The army to the party’s left was now even closer, and the party could barely make out the figures within its mass. It was led by a tall woman with massive, leathery wings. Her skin was ebony black. Claws were in place of her hands, and small fangs hung from her lips, yet despite this, one might confuse her with a nymph with regards to beauty. Behind her came 4 glabrezou, 8 hezrou, and hordes other lesser demons... a veritable army of thousands. As Orion and the party furiously banged, 12 mariliths appeared over the side of the dome, having climbed over the top.</p><p></p><p>To the other side, the flaming figure resolved itself to be a massive, thin form with purplish skin and a titanic longsword. The sword, like its massive palrenthee owner, was wreathed in sheets of flames. The party could make out a balor, succubi, palrenthees, and others within its hovering mass.</p><p></p><p>At the moment the two massive creatures landed on the dome, Orion broke through the roof... fully 20 feet down. Several sharp kicks later, and a hole wide enough for one was made.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"> “Kind intruders,”</span> the woman’s voice echoed, smooth and silky, <span style="color: red">”You return with the staff that bears-“</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow"> “Silence, vile witch!”</span> the glowering palrenthee stormed over. The heat from his approach was so intense that the party still on the roof (Siabrey, Vin, Shaun and the little people) shied away from him. The massive beast seemed to not care, and lurched forward again, eyes menacing...</p><p></p><p>...at the ebony skinned demon, not the party.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow">”You would trick these interlopers as you tried to trick me!”</span> he snarled, before turning to the party, <span style="color: yellow"> “Listen not to her sweet words, for they drip with poison!”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"> “And you, dear Pelenub, are all too familiar with poison, having tried to assassinate your master’s daughter by those means!”</span> the woman snarled, stepping towards the beast that was twice her height. <span style="color: red"> “Yet I am still here, Pelenub, to restore my father to his rightful place!”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow"> “If by ‘restore’ you mean ‘usurp’ you are indeed correct, Kanz’ztera!”</span> the other creature snarled, and the two loomed towards each other as if physical combat might happen.</p><p></p><p>“Orion!” Siabrey hissed into the pit. She glanced up, and saw the two demons and their retinues were too busy watching each other... none had noticed her. “Get the staff down there! I’ll keep them distracted!” The monk gave a nod, and clutching the staff in one hand, peered into the hole... only to see five massive balors, the largest he’d ever seen, staring up at him.</p><p></p><p>“Gods,” his heart entered his throat, and he closed his eyes. <em>If it is my time to die... if they strike me down... the staff is back in the chambers... the evil has been put to rest...</em></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>“Kantera? Pelnub?” Siabrey said, wincing when she butchered their names. “Indeed, we <em>had</em> the staff that held your father,” she told truthfully, before adding the small lie, “but in the last minute, it was taken from us!”</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"> “Taken?”</span> the beautiful demoness growled. <span style="color: red"> “Surrender it, Pelenub, and I’ll have my father only banish you forever from Azzgrat! After the plotting you have done!”</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow"> “Why do you lie so, vile wretch!”</span> the palrenthee snarled. <span style="color: yellow"> “Surrender the staff, and I shall only inform my Master, thy father that you only attempted to kill me and usurp the throne! You shall be the banished one!”</span></p><p></p><p>“Now now...” Siabrey said, raising her hands for quiet. To the her disconcerting fear, the shouting match continued, and the female demon suddenly produced a wicked looking greatsword, its black blade dripping with reddish liquid. The two beasts, and their retinues closed with each other, till the party was surrounded on all sides by balors, demons, quasits and the like snarling and growling at each other, only feet apart.</p><p></p><p><em>Orion! Hurry!</em> Siabrey winced, as Tess jumped in.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>The monk meanwhile had swung through the hole he had made, and grasped the ceiling of the chamber... thankful that it was some two hundred feet above the balors, and thankful of his <em>spider climbing</em> ability. Carefully, he used tiny cracks in the mosaic ceiling, and carefully made his way down.</p><p></p><p>The room was ornate and massive... a perfect circle, easily three hundred feet high at the top of the dome, and several times that amount across. At one end of the room was a throne, seemingly carved out of solid ebony, with bits of a dark metal Orion didn’t recognize giving it a brilliant glow. It was massive... designed for someone that was easily far larger than a man...</p><p></p><p>Ever few seconds, he would look down, and ten beady eyes, glowing red, would look back at him. The balors followed his movements with interest, their massive heads watching him as he clambered across. Beneath the feet of the behemoths, smaller demons dashed about. Thankfully, Orion saw no vrocks... otherwise, he was sure, he would already be dead.</p><p></p><p><em>There.... halfway down the side</em>, Orion thought to himself. So far the balors weren’t following him. It was as if something was keeping them rooted in place... and then it dawned on him.</p><p></p><p><em>The staff? Why would the staff keep them in place?</em> The thought worried him immensely. Graz’zt was up to something... he knew it.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>“Kanz’ztera, Pelenub, come come!” Tess called loudly. <em>If these two decide to fight it out, we’re right in the middle... and we’ll probably die in the first volley of magic...</em> “Now Kanz’ztera. What exactly did Pelenub do? And Pelenub, you will have your chance to make your case when she is finished.”</p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow"> “But this vile bitch tried-“</span> the palrenthee began to snarl, before the smaller demon princess drowned him out with her own shrieks.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"> “He tried to slay me, during my father’s absence! He tried to kill my chief balor aides! He deserves to die! I merely wish to restore my father to his throne!”</span> Simultaneously, a voice rumbled into Tess’ head. It was strong, yet silky smooth, even sexy... <span style="color: red"> <em>Traveler... I merely wish to take my father’s mantle. You come from a material plane, do you not? I detect good in you... you wish for the destruction of Graz’zt... yes? Tell me... in your mind... where the staff is... we both want the same... do we not?</em></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow"> “I did NOT try to poison you! You pulled that stunt yourself Kanz’ztera, to gain backing!”</span> the other demon roared. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"> “What of the marilith’s seeing you personally pouring that drinking cup!?”</span> Kanz’ztera snarled back. Meanwhile Tess found it hard to keep the thought of exactly where the staff was from popping into her head. Instead she managed to <em>think</em> confusion. Deep, in a guarded corner of her mind, she relaxed. <em>At least they’re talking... a few more minutes for us!</em></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Orion was now three fourths the way to the massive throne, clambering along as quickly as he could. It had taken several agonizing minutes, and would likely take several more agonizing minutes, even with his <em>spider-climbing</em> and superior monastic speed. To check on his progress, he glanced behind him... </p><p></p><p>...and uttered a curse.</p><p></p><p>One of the balors was moving... quickly... towards the throne. It was several hundred feet away, far enough that Orion couldn’t <em>see</em> its eyes, but he could <em>feel</em> them burning into him... boring in. And he felt a sudden flush of heat eminate from the staff.</p><p></p><p><em>Graz’zt, you rotten bastard!</em> he wanted to snarl.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"> “I think I have you, at least... goody-two shoes.”</span> the voice inside the staff laughed. <span style="color: red"> “Once they let me free... I shall have your friends as well...”</span></p><p></p><p>Orion quickened his pace. Clambering, running as fast as he could. Several times he nearly slipped... he was after all running <em>upside down</em> along the ceiling of the massive structure.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"> “You are too late, pansy!”</span> Graz’zt laughed, using his other nickname for the monk as the monk scrambled and clambered. </p><p></p><p>Orion grew closer and closer to the throne, racing along the ceiling, his movement further troubled as he pulled the staff from its position strapped to his back. Now he was racing along the ceiling, using only one hand and his feet. A few seconds later, he hovered over Graz’zt throne, and gently fell to beside it (<em>feather fall</em>). He carefully placed the staff, even as the ground around him began to tremble from the approaching demon.</p><p></p><p>“There, you bastard!” Orion snarled, “Fooled you! I can jump out of here any time I want! Pays to be a disclipined monk!”</p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"> “No you haven’t. Once I am freed, you think I cannot merely teleport to the roof of my palace to collect you all?”</span> the demon chuckled. <span style="color: red"> “If you, mere mortal can dimension door to the roof, surely a being of my powe can as well! Silly mortal. Before you get too far... goodbye, Orion! It was... not a pleasure!”</span> the beast snarled. <span style="color: red">"I shall certainly enjoy torturing you... and your friends!"</span></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow"> “She wishes to kill her father and usurp his power! I merely wish to set the order of things right!”</span> Pelenub shouted to Tess, the heat radiating from his body even more intense. His voice as well jumped into Tess’ head.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: yellow"><em>Graz’zt and the other demons, for too long, have oppressed me and my kind! I merely want vengeance on Graz’zt! And you wish him to be dead too! Together we shall-</em></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: red"><em> AHA! I have caught you!</em></span> Kanz’ztera’s voice rumbled in Tess’ head, as the demon princess’ sword suddenly shifted from a neutral position by her side to an aggressive stance. The massive palrenthee reacted similarly with his massive sword.</p><p></p><p>Tess’ own mind was in confusion, as her own thoughts began to be driven away by the shouting of the two in her mind as well. She wasn’t sure what part of her possessed the sense to do so, but somehow she whispered to Pyrion to start his machine, and have it on standby. With the two armies so close, all with weapons drawn... none would notice... and as the machine whirred and pumped... Tess was right.</p><p></p><p>Kanz’ztera was merely inches from Pelenub’s face, and the two continued hurling insults at each other. Warily, Siabrey looked down into the hole, and saw, in the distance, a thin, black shaft sitting Graz’zt throne.</p><p></p><p>“The staff is down there,” she told Shaun. “Orion just put it there. Now, if he would only hurry up, we could just get out of here!”</p><p></p><p>“Tess? You alright?” Shaun asked, as the bard held her head. Wearily, Tess nodded.</p><p></p><p>“I think they’ve gone back to arguing in person, instead of in my mind,” she groaned, and then frowned as Pyrion smacked the machine, growling. “Pyrion?! Please... for the love of all that is holy...”</p><p></p><p>“I’m working on it!” the gnome growled.</p><p></p><p>Orion’s hands suddenly reached up through the hole, and with a flip, the monk was soon on the roof, squatly between two sneering mariliths, too busy gauging each other to notice the small human between them. His face was dead frightened... something unusual. Normally he gave a grin when he used <em>abudant step</em>.</p><p></p><p>“Pyrion! Get your machine going!” Orion snapped. "That-"</p><p></p><p>“I’m WORKING on it!” the gnome snapped back, by now very annoyed. He smacked the machine again, and spoke several unsavory words in dwarven.</p><p></p><p>“Um... guys?” Shaun said nervously, looking into the hole. “That balor has the staff.”</p><p></p><p>“WHAT!?” everyone, from the party, to Kanz’ztera, to Pelenub stopped whatever they were doing.</p><p></p><p>“Uh...” Shaun stammered, before backing away, towards the close circle the party had made around Pyrion and his machine. As Kanz’ztera and Pelenub crowded close, peering into the hole, Shaun turned and hissed at the gnome. “Get this piece of junk going in ten seconds, otherwise we won’t live another twenty!”</p><p></p><p>“DAMMIT! I’M WORKING ON IT!” Pyrion snapped, by now furious that his concentration had been broken yet again. To accent his fury, his fist slammed into the top of the machine... </p><p></p><p>...and its sputters turned into contented, purring motion. </p><p></p><p>As the mists of teleportation surrounded the party, a bright flash beamed out from the hole, into the faces of the two rival demons. There was a collective gasp from all the demons as the mists grew thick enough the party could no longer see them.</p><p></p><p>The last sound the party heard of the Abyss was a <em>very</em> surprised Kanz’ztera, squealing with surprise and alarm: <span style="color: red"> “F...Father! You’ve... returned! How... wonderful?”</span></p><p></p><p>= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = </p><p></p><p>Well, there's at least one post for this session to put up, and after that, another session. The "Ten Years Later" session. And after that, who knows, maybe some short stories by me should I have the time. <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p><p></p><p>As for the baddies in this... Kanz'ztera can be found in the Rogue's Gallery... BLACKDIRGE's monster thread if my memory serves me correct. Pelenub was a creation of myself... and shortly I shall have his stats posted if anyone is interested.</p><p></p><p>EDIT: Fixed the situation with Orion's movement. Sorry about forgetting that <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emperor Valerian, post: 1547610, member: 15043"] [b]Azzgrat Part Two[/b] “Two armies?!” Orion’s head popped up in the hole momentarily has he jumped to look. His head popped up again as he cursed, and quickly the noises of fists breaking through metal redoubled. The army to the party’s left was now even closer, and the party could barely make out the figures within its mass. It was led by a tall woman with massive, leathery wings. Her skin was ebony black. Claws were in place of her hands, and small fangs hung from her lips, yet despite this, one might confuse her with a nymph with regards to beauty. Behind her came 4 glabrezou, 8 hezrou, and hordes other lesser demons... a veritable army of thousands. As Orion and the party furiously banged, 12 mariliths appeared over the side of the dome, having climbed over the top. To the other side, the flaming figure resolved itself to be a massive, thin form with purplish skin and a titanic longsword. The sword, like its massive palrenthee owner, was wreathed in sheets of flames. The party could make out a balor, succubi, palrenthees, and others within its hovering mass. At the moment the two massive creatures landed on the dome, Orion broke through the roof... fully 20 feet down. Several sharp kicks later, and a hole wide enough for one was made. [color=red] “Kind intruders,”[/color] the woman’s voice echoed, smooth and silky, [color=red]”You return with the staff that bears-“[/color] [color=yellow] “Silence, vile witch!”[/color] the glowering palrenthee stormed over. The heat from his approach was so intense that the party still on the roof (Siabrey, Vin, Shaun and the little people) shied away from him. The massive beast seemed to not care, and lurched forward again, eyes menacing... ...at the ebony skinned demon, not the party. [color=yellow]”You would trick these interlopers as you tried to trick me!”[/color] he snarled, before turning to the party, [color=yellow] “Listen not to her sweet words, for they drip with poison!”[/color] [color=red] “And you, dear Pelenub, are all too familiar with poison, having tried to assassinate your master’s daughter by those means!”[/color] the woman snarled, stepping towards the beast that was twice her height. [color=red] “Yet I am still here, Pelenub, to restore my father to his rightful place!”[/color] [color=yellow] “If by ‘restore’ you mean ‘usurp’ you are indeed correct, Kanz’ztera!”[/color] the other creature snarled, and the two loomed towards each other as if physical combat might happen. “Orion!” Siabrey hissed into the pit. She glanced up, and saw the two demons and their retinues were too busy watching each other... none had noticed her. “Get the staff down there! I’ll keep them distracted!” The monk gave a nod, and clutching the staff in one hand, peered into the hole... only to see five massive balors, the largest he’d ever seen, staring up at him. “Gods,” his heart entered his throat, and he closed his eyes. [i]If it is my time to die... if they strike me down... the staff is back in the chambers... the evil has been put to rest...[/i] “Kantera? Pelnub?” Siabrey said, wincing when she butchered their names. “Indeed, we [i]had[/i] the staff that held your father,” she told truthfully, before adding the small lie, “but in the last minute, it was taken from us!” [color=red] “Taken?”[/color] the beautiful demoness growled. [color=red] “Surrender it, Pelenub, and I’ll have my father only banish you forever from Azzgrat! After the plotting you have done!”[/color] [color=yellow] “Why do you lie so, vile wretch!”[/color] the palrenthee snarled. [color=yellow] “Surrender the staff, and I shall only inform my Master, thy father that you only attempted to kill me and usurp the throne! You shall be the banished one!”[/color] “Now now...” Siabrey said, raising her hands for quiet. To the her disconcerting fear, the shouting match continued, and the female demon suddenly produced a wicked looking greatsword, its black blade dripping with reddish liquid. The two beasts, and their retinues closed with each other, till the party was surrounded on all sides by balors, demons, quasits and the like snarling and growling at each other, only feet apart. [i]Orion! Hurry![/i] Siabrey winced, as Tess jumped in. The monk meanwhile had swung through the hole he had made, and grasped the ceiling of the chamber... thankful that it was some two hundred feet above the balors, and thankful of his [i]spider climbing[/i] ability. Carefully, he used tiny cracks in the mosaic ceiling, and carefully made his way down. The room was ornate and massive... a perfect circle, easily three hundred feet high at the top of the dome, and several times that amount across. At one end of the room was a throne, seemingly carved out of solid ebony, with bits of a dark metal Orion didn’t recognize giving it a brilliant glow. It was massive... designed for someone that was easily far larger than a man... Ever few seconds, he would look down, and ten beady eyes, glowing red, would look back at him. The balors followed his movements with interest, their massive heads watching him as he clambered across. Beneath the feet of the behemoths, smaller demons dashed about. Thankfully, Orion saw no vrocks... otherwise, he was sure, he would already be dead. [i]There.... halfway down the side[/i], Orion thought to himself. So far the balors weren’t following him. It was as if something was keeping them rooted in place... and then it dawned on him. [i]The staff? Why would the staff keep them in place?[/i] The thought worried him immensely. Graz’zt was up to something... he knew it. “Kanz’ztera, Pelenub, come come!” Tess called loudly. [i]If these two decide to fight it out, we’re right in the middle... and we’ll probably die in the first volley of magic...[/i] “Now Kanz’ztera. What exactly did Pelenub do? And Pelenub, you will have your chance to make your case when she is finished.” [color=yellow] “But this vile bitch tried-“[/color] the palrenthee began to snarl, before the smaller demon princess drowned him out with her own shrieks. [color=red] “He tried to slay me, during my father’s absence! He tried to kill my chief balor aides! He deserves to die! I merely wish to restore my father to his throne!”[/color] Simultaneously, a voice rumbled into Tess’ head. It was strong, yet silky smooth, even sexy... [color=red] [i]Traveler... I merely wish to take my father’s mantle. You come from a material plane, do you not? I detect good in you... you wish for the destruction of Graz’zt... yes? Tell me... in your mind... where the staff is... we both want the same... do we not?[/i][/color][i][/i] [color=yellow] “I did NOT try to poison you! You pulled that stunt yourself Kanz’ztera, to gain backing!”[/color] the other demon roared. [color=red] “What of the marilith’s seeing you personally pouring that drinking cup!?”[/color] Kanz’ztera snarled back. Meanwhile Tess found it hard to keep the thought of exactly where the staff was from popping into her head. Instead she managed to [i]think[/i] confusion. Deep, in a guarded corner of her mind, she relaxed. [i]At least they’re talking... a few more minutes for us![/i] Orion was now three fourths the way to the massive throne, clambering along as quickly as he could. It had taken several agonizing minutes, and would likely take several more agonizing minutes, even with his [i]spider-climbing[/i] and superior monastic speed. To check on his progress, he glanced behind him... ...and uttered a curse. One of the balors was moving... quickly... towards the throne. It was several hundred feet away, far enough that Orion couldn’t [i]see[/i] its eyes, but he could [i]feel[/i] them burning into him... boring in. And he felt a sudden flush of heat eminate from the staff. [i]Graz’zt, you rotten bastard![/i] he wanted to snarl. [color=red] “I think I have you, at least... goody-two shoes.”[/color] the voice inside the staff laughed. [color=red] “Once they let me free... I shall have your friends as well...”[/color] Orion quickened his pace. Clambering, running as fast as he could. Several times he nearly slipped... he was after all running [i]upside down[/i] along the ceiling of the massive structure. [color=red] “You are too late, pansy!”[/color] Graz’zt laughed, using his other nickname for the monk as the monk scrambled and clambered. Orion grew closer and closer to the throne, racing along the ceiling, his movement further troubled as he pulled the staff from its position strapped to his back. Now he was racing along the ceiling, using only one hand and his feet. A few seconds later, he hovered over Graz’zt throne, and gently fell to beside it ([i]feather fall[/i]). He carefully placed the staff, even as the ground around him began to tremble from the approaching demon. “There, you bastard!” Orion snarled, “Fooled you! I can jump out of here any time I want! Pays to be a disclipined monk!” [color=red] “No you haven’t. Once I am freed, you think I cannot merely teleport to the roof of my palace to collect you all?”[/color] the demon chuckled. [color=red] “If you, mere mortal can dimension door to the roof, surely a being of my powe can as well! Silly mortal. Before you get too far... goodbye, Orion! It was... not a pleasure!”[/color] the beast snarled. [color=red]"I shall certainly enjoy torturing you... and your friends!"[/color] [color=yellow] “She wishes to kill her father and usurp his power! I merely wish to set the order of things right!”[/color] Pelenub shouted to Tess, the heat radiating from his body even more intense. His voice as well jumped into Tess’ head. [color=yellow][i]Graz’zt and the other demons, for too long, have oppressed me and my kind! I merely want vengeance on Graz’zt! And you wish him to be dead too! Together we shall-[/i][/color][i][/i] [color=red][i] AHA! I have caught you![/i][/color][i][/i] Kanz’ztera’s voice rumbled in Tess’ head, as the demon princess’ sword suddenly shifted from a neutral position by her side to an aggressive stance. The massive palrenthee reacted similarly with his massive sword. Tess’ own mind was in confusion, as her own thoughts began to be driven away by the shouting of the two in her mind as well. She wasn’t sure what part of her possessed the sense to do so, but somehow she whispered to Pyrion to start his machine, and have it on standby. With the two armies so close, all with weapons drawn... none would notice... and as the machine whirred and pumped... Tess was right. Kanz’ztera was merely inches from Pelenub’s face, and the two continued hurling insults at each other. Warily, Siabrey looked down into the hole, and saw, in the distance, a thin, black shaft sitting Graz’zt throne. “The staff is down there,” she told Shaun. “Orion just put it there. Now, if he would only hurry up, we could just get out of here!” “Tess? You alright?” Shaun asked, as the bard held her head. Wearily, Tess nodded. “I think they’ve gone back to arguing in person, instead of in my mind,” she groaned, and then frowned as Pyrion smacked the machine, growling. “Pyrion?! Please... for the love of all that is holy...” “I’m working on it!” the gnome growled. Orion’s hands suddenly reached up through the hole, and with a flip, the monk was soon on the roof, squatly between two sneering mariliths, too busy gauging each other to notice the small human between them. His face was dead frightened... something unusual. Normally he gave a grin when he used [i]abudant step[/i]. “Pyrion! Get your machine going!” Orion snapped. "That-" “I’m WORKING on it!” the gnome snapped back, by now very annoyed. He smacked the machine again, and spoke several unsavory words in dwarven. “Um... guys?” Shaun said nervously, looking into the hole. “That balor has the staff.” “WHAT!?” everyone, from the party, to Kanz’ztera, to Pelenub stopped whatever they were doing. “Uh...” Shaun stammered, before backing away, towards the close circle the party had made around Pyrion and his machine. As Kanz’ztera and Pelenub crowded close, peering into the hole, Shaun turned and hissed at the gnome. “Get this piece of junk going in ten seconds, otherwise we won’t live another twenty!” “DAMMIT! I’M WORKING ON IT!” Pyrion snapped, by now furious that his concentration had been broken yet again. To accent his fury, his fist slammed into the top of the machine... ...and its sputters turned into contented, purring motion. As the mists of teleportation surrounded the party, a bright flash beamed out from the hole, into the faces of the two rival demons. There was a collective gasp from all the demons as the mists grew thick enough the party could no longer see them. The last sound the party heard of the Abyss was a [i]very[/i] surprised Kanz’ztera, squealing with surprise and alarm: [color=red] “F...Father! You’ve... returned! How... wonderful?”[/color] = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Well, there's at least one post for this session to put up, and after that, another session. The "Ten Years Later" session. And after that, who knows, maybe some short stories by me should I have the time. :) As for the baddies in this... Kanz'ztera can be found in the Rogue's Gallery... BLACKDIRGE's monster thread if my memory serves me correct. Pelenub was a creation of myself... and shortly I shall have his stats posted if anyone is interested. EDIT: Fixed the situation with Orion's movement. Sorry about forgetting that :) [/QUOTE]
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