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Justicar's Bastion - Eagle Elf [Updated 5th Dec 06]
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<blockquote data-quote="PieAndDragon" data-source="post: 3145359" data-attributes="member: 18108"><p><strong>A Lizard's Blade</strong></p><p></p><p>Krunk watched as the lid was pried from the wooden coffin, releasing the stench of decay and death. The burning hut gave off enough light for all to see with the need of the noble’s lantern, and Krunk hoped nothing of value had been left inside. A cursory search was all he had time for during the battle with the troglodytes. The bodies of the lizard-warriors were strewn around the cavern floor, none of his companions interested enough to see to the corpses.</p><p></p><p>The remains of what could be Kai Rifter were a mess, torn apart by some sort of blast when he died. The troglodytes had tucked his pack under the corpse’s head, serving as some a very valuable pillow. Although they had no intention of pilfering Kai’s possessions, Layla checked the contents quickly, finding potions and miscellaneous gear. Thorough searches of the troglodytes turned up little more of value, beyond the well-crafted axe grafted to one, a symbol to Bagyk found on the shaman and a decayed hand imprinted with the draconic rune for key.</p><p></p><p>A quick discussion ensued about what path to take next. A few wanted to continue the search of the cavern, but the majority were for dragging the coffin back to the surface before more troglodytes came their way. Their main argument was over how to carry Kai’s corpse. Krunk had dragged the body from the coffin and tried to carry it independently, but when a leg separated from the torso, it was decided that the coffin would be a better idea.</p><p></p><p>A few seconds warning was all they had before another wave of troglodytes descended upon them. A massive javelin flew well over their heads, almost nine feet in length and with great power behind it. In the light of the still-crackling hut, Krunk made out a war-machine mounted on the back of two troglodytes down on all-fours. Another troglodyte stood behind, loading a new bolt into the contraption. These warriors were led another troglodyte with a grafted scimitar, screaming obscenities as he lead his brethren to battle. </p><p></p><p>Krunk and his companions formed another fighting line, nomad, priest, berserker, noble and tracker holding still alongside the halforc, guarding the enchantress and warlock who readied in support behind them. Another bolt from the machine bounced from the bare rock floor, as the troglodytes paused and released an ineffective volley of javelins into the wall. Krunk steeled himself against the stench as their enemy closed, aware of chanting from Layla and thankful for her magics as the bolt-loader and a machine-bearer dropped into a deep slumber.</p><p></p><p>The fray with the noxious lizards proved brief once more, as the line met their foes in ones and twos. Krunk swept his scythe under the raised scimitar of his foe, impaling three feet of steel through its chest, kicking the corpse free to see what foes remained. Sam and the dwarf had dealt with another grafted lizard, this one with the claw of some large animal and the rest of the troglodytes had also fallen after a short brutal skirmish.</p><p>The war-machine had been borne away by it’s bearers, managing to shake off the slumber before slipping away into the darkness.</p><p></p><p>Another hurried conversation ensued, as Zorbaka estimated only a third of their foes remained at the wagon gathering. Although Ra was out of healing magic, Krunk bereft of battle magic and Layla with no enchantments remaining to lull their foes, it was argued that they could rest once the last of the troglodytes were driven way. The alternative was a gruelling flight with the heavy coffin back up through water-filled chasms and tunnels. There was no dissent as they made ready to destroy the remnants of their troglodyte foes, making their way back toward the fire of the lizard clan.</p><p></p><p>Krunk felt a small amount of sympathy for their foes, battling in their cavernous home. But all his companions had wanted was the body of a fallen adventurer, and they had started none of the violence in the depths. His thoughts were cut short as Derris and Snarf warned of more foes moving toward them. The last of the troglodytes were coming for them, meeting in the open area where their numbers could count for more. Two troglodytes lead the large lizards from the wagons, freed from their harnesses in ready for battle.</p><p></p><p>The halforc felt a surge of battle-lust wash over him, as the troglodytes moved to flank their line of battle. A bolt from the war-machine flew well over Krunk’s head, proving as accurate as ever. He readied his scimitar as the enemy closed, for the weapon bore some magic and he hoped it would be enough to see him through the next few minutes. A volley of javelins was followed by lizards and troglodytes, all intent on bringing down the invaders who brought death to their clan.</p><p></p><p>A surge of crackling energy ran down Krunk’s new blade as it tore through hardened skin and into the softer flesh below. The troglodyte shuddered and fell still, as a back blast almost drove the halforc to his knees. The scimitar bore some fell enchantment which punished wielder and target alike. As he turned to his next foe, he heard a scream and saw Snarf fall to the ground from a lizard’s bite, blood pouring from a gaping wound to the chest. The battle line retreated, joined by the warlock as they fighting grew intense.</p><p></p><p>Another foe fell to his crackling blade, and a lizard lay dead before Burc and the nomad as they set about more troglodytes. Derris and Ra stood over their fallen companion as Layla fired sporadic shots into the fray. Steel arms and armour proved greater than claws and teeth once more, the lizards dying on swords and spear, mace and axe. The troglodytes bearing the war-machine fell last, cut down by Burc, Derris, Krunk and the nomad. Only one escaped, fleeing back toward the field of giant mushrooms where the adventurers were unlikely to pursue.</p><p></p><p>They had proved victorious, and now the spoils of battle lay undefended and ready to plunder.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="PieAndDragon, post: 3145359, member: 18108"] [B]A Lizard's Blade[/B] Krunk watched as the lid was pried from the wooden coffin, releasing the stench of decay and death. The burning hut gave off enough light for all to see with the need of the noble’s lantern, and Krunk hoped nothing of value had been left inside. A cursory search was all he had time for during the battle with the troglodytes. The bodies of the lizard-warriors were strewn around the cavern floor, none of his companions interested enough to see to the corpses. The remains of what could be Kai Rifter were a mess, torn apart by some sort of blast when he died. The troglodytes had tucked his pack under the corpse’s head, serving as some a very valuable pillow. Although they had no intention of pilfering Kai’s possessions, Layla checked the contents quickly, finding potions and miscellaneous gear. Thorough searches of the troglodytes turned up little more of value, beyond the well-crafted axe grafted to one, a symbol to Bagyk found on the shaman and a decayed hand imprinted with the draconic rune for key. A quick discussion ensued about what path to take next. A few wanted to continue the search of the cavern, but the majority were for dragging the coffin back to the surface before more troglodytes came their way. Their main argument was over how to carry Kai’s corpse. Krunk had dragged the body from the coffin and tried to carry it independently, but when a leg separated from the torso, it was decided that the coffin would be a better idea. A few seconds warning was all they had before another wave of troglodytes descended upon them. A massive javelin flew well over their heads, almost nine feet in length and with great power behind it. In the light of the still-crackling hut, Krunk made out a war-machine mounted on the back of two troglodytes down on all-fours. Another troglodyte stood behind, loading a new bolt into the contraption. These warriors were led another troglodyte with a grafted scimitar, screaming obscenities as he lead his brethren to battle. Krunk and his companions formed another fighting line, nomad, priest, berserker, noble and tracker holding still alongside the halforc, guarding the enchantress and warlock who readied in support behind them. Another bolt from the machine bounced from the bare rock floor, as the troglodytes paused and released an ineffective volley of javelins into the wall. Krunk steeled himself against the stench as their enemy closed, aware of chanting from Layla and thankful for her magics as the bolt-loader and a machine-bearer dropped into a deep slumber. The fray with the noxious lizards proved brief once more, as the line met their foes in ones and twos. Krunk swept his scythe under the raised scimitar of his foe, impaling three feet of steel through its chest, kicking the corpse free to see what foes remained. Sam and the dwarf had dealt with another grafted lizard, this one with the claw of some large animal and the rest of the troglodytes had also fallen after a short brutal skirmish. The war-machine had been borne away by it’s bearers, managing to shake off the slumber before slipping away into the darkness. Another hurried conversation ensued, as Zorbaka estimated only a third of their foes remained at the wagon gathering. Although Ra was out of healing magic, Krunk bereft of battle magic and Layla with no enchantments remaining to lull their foes, it was argued that they could rest once the last of the troglodytes were driven way. The alternative was a gruelling flight with the heavy coffin back up through water-filled chasms and tunnels. There was no dissent as they made ready to destroy the remnants of their troglodyte foes, making their way back toward the fire of the lizard clan. Krunk felt a small amount of sympathy for their foes, battling in their cavernous home. But all his companions had wanted was the body of a fallen adventurer, and they had started none of the violence in the depths. His thoughts were cut short as Derris and Snarf warned of more foes moving toward them. The last of the troglodytes were coming for them, meeting in the open area where their numbers could count for more. Two troglodytes lead the large lizards from the wagons, freed from their harnesses in ready for battle. The halforc felt a surge of battle-lust wash over him, as the troglodytes moved to flank their line of battle. A bolt from the war-machine flew well over Krunk’s head, proving as accurate as ever. He readied his scimitar as the enemy closed, for the weapon bore some magic and he hoped it would be enough to see him through the next few minutes. A volley of javelins was followed by lizards and troglodytes, all intent on bringing down the invaders who brought death to their clan. A surge of crackling energy ran down Krunk’s new blade as it tore through hardened skin and into the softer flesh below. The troglodyte shuddered and fell still, as a back blast almost drove the halforc to his knees. The scimitar bore some fell enchantment which punished wielder and target alike. As he turned to his next foe, he heard a scream and saw Snarf fall to the ground from a lizard’s bite, blood pouring from a gaping wound to the chest. The battle line retreated, joined by the warlock as they fighting grew intense. Another foe fell to his crackling blade, and a lizard lay dead before Burc and the nomad as they set about more troglodytes. Derris and Ra stood over their fallen companion as Layla fired sporadic shots into the fray. Steel arms and armour proved greater than claws and teeth once more, the lizards dying on swords and spear, mace and axe. The troglodytes bearing the war-machine fell last, cut down by Burc, Derris, Krunk and the nomad. Only one escaped, fleeing back toward the field of giant mushrooms where the adventurers were unlikely to pursue. They had proved victorious, and now the spoils of battle lay undefended and ready to plunder. [/QUOTE]
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