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<blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4509941" data-attributes="member: 21864"><p><strong>Chapter 11 - Restless Guardians (Part 4)</strong></p><p></p><p>The south western passage led to another circular crypt, this one decorated with frescoes that showed nobles hunting the forest long ago. Only one way led on from this chamber, a dark passage leading north west that Dulvarna led them into cautiously with her blade held before her in both hands. The room at the end of the passage was rectangular and held a shattered and burned wooden coffin. A large swath of dried blood stained the floor near the south wall and a broken chest lay heaped to the north. No sooner had Thira’s staff illuminated the room than from the far side came ghostly shrieks as though more tormented souls had been disturbed. Dulvarna raised her blade and from the shadows came two warriors in ghostly armour and with the translucent forms of Cormyrian soldiers that glowed faintly as they rose from their rest.</p><p></p><p>One came at Erlmoor and slashed its cold, insubstantial blade across the dragonborn’s shoulder. He felt a chilling, searing pain as though the iron had frozen his flesh and recoiled from the blow as more screeches from the north and the south answered the first two undead spirits. Another creature burst from a southern passage beside Erlmoor and the dragonborn leapt back to evade its ghostly blade. Another of the ghost-like forms rushed at Dulvarna and she ducked back as its blade slashed towards her throat.</p><p></p><p>In the corridor behind, Lavren concentrated for a moment and then vanished in a show of radiant white motes. He reappeared in the shadowy far corner of the chamber and began to curse the nearest ghost in elven. He raised his wand and loosed crackling black energy across the chamber but at the last, the ghost moved aside and the blast struck only stone.</p><p></p><p>Dulvarna ducked to her right to evade a sword thrust and slashed her own blade at the ghost she faced. Her blade slashed into its leg but barely met any resistance and the ghostly warrior merely laughed as he looked down at the impudent blade. Dulvarna felt rather than heard a creature behind her then and turned at the last moment just as skeletal claws slashed at her from behind. There stood a white haired creature of decay and death in tattered purple robes with a black medallion of a hoof around its neck. Dulvarna slashed at it to keep it at bay but it retreated for only a moment before coming at her again.</p><p></p><p>Behind her, Kel began chanting while holding forth the amulet she wore about her neck. Searing black bolts shot forth from the symbol and struck the ghostly warriors, drawing a shriek from one and driving it back to the far wall of the chamber. Thira pushed past the drow, lowered her staff and loosed flame at the ghosts, drawing more tormented shrieks from them and forcing them away from her. Erlmoor roared and breathed acid on the ghosts and as they drew back from his fury, he set about them with his sword. A chilling sword blow struck the dragonborn then and he withdrew as blood flowed from his forearm. The ghostly warriors seemed to exult in his pain then and as he stepped back, all four ghosts surged forward.</p><p></p><p>Kel cried out suddenly as she felt the icy chill of a spirit blade plunge into her hip from behind. She turned and saw that another ghost had appeared out of the wall of the passage just behind her and was now grinning maniacally as it faced the apparently helpless drow. Kel prayed loudly and slashed out with her morning star but as the tip burst into searing flame, the ghost leapt backwards and evaded the blow.</p><p></p><p>In the chamber, the warrior that the drow had driven away recovered its strength enough to rush across the chamber at Lavren and drive the point of its sword into the elf’s left shoulder. He fell back and cried out while reaching for his own blade. He slashed out wildly and penetrated the ghost’s body but barely seemed to hurt it. Nevertheless, the attack bought him some time and kept his enemy from him for a few more heartbeats. Thira came to his aid a moment later, slashing out with her staff and keeping the ghost at bay still longer. The elf nodded his thanks to the tiefling and for a moment they shared a glance as each wondered whether they could escape this dark tomb of a dungeon.</p><p></p><p>To Thira’s left, Dulvarna retreated into a passage leading east and drew the undead newcomer with her. She lashed out with her blade and cut deep into the undead creature’s side, tearing through rotten flesh, bone and dust until her blade struck its spine. The creature shrieked angrily and came at her even more fiercely. Dulvarna brought her blade back across to the left and then the right to keep the undead creature’s flailing claws at bay. An arrow from Enlishia’s bow drove into the other side of the undead creature then and it shrieked again as it was spun aside into the passage which it had emerged from. It started forward again and another arrow drove into its chest, forcing it back again. </p><p></p><p>Erlmoor roared in pain as another of the chill blades drove into his shoulder and he staggered, all but falling to one knee. Behind him, Kel cried out as she was struck again by her ghostly attacker and for a moment, the dragonborn felt a pang of guilt for the harsh way he had treated the drow since the death of the elves. He knew the pain she was feeling and knew it was hard enough for him to bear. For a weaker race such as a drow, it must be beyond imagining. He heard the drow chanting then and then, as her prayer ended, he saw a tendril of dark power reach out to touch his armour. The drow had bestowed some protection upon him and Erlmoor felt confused as he wondered how he felt about this aid.</p><p></p><p>Across the chamber, Lavren felt the chill of the spirit blades himself as his own foe nicked his cheek with his sword. He slashed his own riposte from the right but the ghost leapt back out of the way. Suddenly, the ghost began to shriek and Lavren watched it, confused, as it took a step back from him. Then it raised its sword in a last silent salute to its enemies. The elf looked around and saw that all four were doing the same and slowly, the looks of anger and torment slipped from the faces of the ghosts. With calm serenity, the ghosts, as one, vanished upward into the ceiling and were gone from the tomb. Only then did the companions look around for their savior and saw that Dulvarna had driven her sword through the heart of the other undead creature. Glorious relief and the exhaustion of victory overtook them all then and slowly, they turned from the crypt and left the chamber. Behind the others, Kel circled into the chamber to look around and as they left, unseen by the others, she stooped and took the medallion from around the neck of the undead creature.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Medriev, post: 4509941, member: 21864"] [b]Chapter 11 - Restless Guardians (Part 4)[/b] The south western passage led to another circular crypt, this one decorated with frescoes that showed nobles hunting the forest long ago. Only one way led on from this chamber, a dark passage leading north west that Dulvarna led them into cautiously with her blade held before her in both hands. The room at the end of the passage was rectangular and held a shattered and burned wooden coffin. A large swath of dried blood stained the floor near the south wall and a broken chest lay heaped to the north. No sooner had Thira’s staff illuminated the room than from the far side came ghostly shrieks as though more tormented souls had been disturbed. Dulvarna raised her blade and from the shadows came two warriors in ghostly armour and with the translucent forms of Cormyrian soldiers that glowed faintly as they rose from their rest. One came at Erlmoor and slashed its cold, insubstantial blade across the dragonborn’s shoulder. He felt a chilling, searing pain as though the iron had frozen his flesh and recoiled from the blow as more screeches from the north and the south answered the first two undead spirits. Another creature burst from a southern passage beside Erlmoor and the dragonborn leapt back to evade its ghostly blade. Another of the ghost-like forms rushed at Dulvarna and she ducked back as its blade slashed towards her throat. In the corridor behind, Lavren concentrated for a moment and then vanished in a show of radiant white motes. He reappeared in the shadowy far corner of the chamber and began to curse the nearest ghost in elven. He raised his wand and loosed crackling black energy across the chamber but at the last, the ghost moved aside and the blast struck only stone. Dulvarna ducked to her right to evade a sword thrust and slashed her own blade at the ghost she faced. Her blade slashed into its leg but barely met any resistance and the ghostly warrior merely laughed as he looked down at the impudent blade. Dulvarna felt rather than heard a creature behind her then and turned at the last moment just as skeletal claws slashed at her from behind. There stood a white haired creature of decay and death in tattered purple robes with a black medallion of a hoof around its neck. Dulvarna slashed at it to keep it at bay but it retreated for only a moment before coming at her again. Behind her, Kel began chanting while holding forth the amulet she wore about her neck. Searing black bolts shot forth from the symbol and struck the ghostly warriors, drawing a shriek from one and driving it back to the far wall of the chamber. Thira pushed past the drow, lowered her staff and loosed flame at the ghosts, drawing more tormented shrieks from them and forcing them away from her. Erlmoor roared and breathed acid on the ghosts and as they drew back from his fury, he set about them with his sword. A chilling sword blow struck the dragonborn then and he withdrew as blood flowed from his forearm. The ghostly warriors seemed to exult in his pain then and as he stepped back, all four ghosts surged forward. Kel cried out suddenly as she felt the icy chill of a spirit blade plunge into her hip from behind. She turned and saw that another ghost had appeared out of the wall of the passage just behind her and was now grinning maniacally as it faced the apparently helpless drow. Kel prayed loudly and slashed out with her morning star but as the tip burst into searing flame, the ghost leapt backwards and evaded the blow. In the chamber, the warrior that the drow had driven away recovered its strength enough to rush across the chamber at Lavren and drive the point of its sword into the elf’s left shoulder. He fell back and cried out while reaching for his own blade. He slashed out wildly and penetrated the ghost’s body but barely seemed to hurt it. Nevertheless, the attack bought him some time and kept his enemy from him for a few more heartbeats. Thira came to his aid a moment later, slashing out with her staff and keeping the ghost at bay still longer. The elf nodded his thanks to the tiefling and for a moment they shared a glance as each wondered whether they could escape this dark tomb of a dungeon. To Thira’s left, Dulvarna retreated into a passage leading east and drew the undead newcomer with her. She lashed out with her blade and cut deep into the undead creature’s side, tearing through rotten flesh, bone and dust until her blade struck its spine. The creature shrieked angrily and came at her even more fiercely. Dulvarna brought her blade back across to the left and then the right to keep the undead creature’s flailing claws at bay. An arrow from Enlishia’s bow drove into the other side of the undead creature then and it shrieked again as it was spun aside into the passage which it had emerged from. It started forward again and another arrow drove into its chest, forcing it back again. Erlmoor roared in pain as another of the chill blades drove into his shoulder and he staggered, all but falling to one knee. Behind him, Kel cried out as she was struck again by her ghostly attacker and for a moment, the dragonborn felt a pang of guilt for the harsh way he had treated the drow since the death of the elves. He knew the pain she was feeling and knew it was hard enough for him to bear. For a weaker race such as a drow, it must be beyond imagining. He heard the drow chanting then and then, as her prayer ended, he saw a tendril of dark power reach out to touch his armour. The drow had bestowed some protection upon him and Erlmoor felt confused as he wondered how he felt about this aid. Across the chamber, Lavren felt the chill of the spirit blades himself as his own foe nicked his cheek with his sword. He slashed his own riposte from the right but the ghost leapt back out of the way. Suddenly, the ghost began to shriek and Lavren watched it, confused, as it took a step back from him. Then it raised its sword in a last silent salute to its enemies. The elf looked around and saw that all four were doing the same and slowly, the looks of anger and torment slipped from the faces of the ghosts. With calm serenity, the ghosts, as one, vanished upward into the ceiling and were gone from the tomb. Only then did the companions look around for their savior and saw that Dulvarna had driven her sword through the heart of the other undead creature. Glorious relief and the exhaustion of victory overtook them all then and slowly, they turned from the crypt and left the chamber. Behind the others, Kel circled into the chamber to look around and as they left, unseen by the others, she stooped and took the medallion from around the neck of the undead creature. [/QUOTE]
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