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<blockquote data-quote="Milo Windby" data-source="post: 1702" data-attributes="member: 202"><p><strong>Keep of the Borderlands -part twenty-two (session 5)</strong></p><p></p><p>Dawn broke over gray skies the next morning. No creatures disturbed their rest and the group felt refreshed and prepared for the day. Milo found a quiet corner to pray while Mazithra prepared her daily spells. Finished with their preparations, they set back out for the caverns.</p><p></p><p>They reached the gorge a couple of hours before midday. After a quick rest and a few bites of trail rations, the party steeled themselves for the challenges ahead. There were only two visible cavern mouths that were unexplored. One at the very rear of the gorge, near the top, and the other to the south and lower. Milo swore the robed figure was heading towards the upper cavern before the lightning bolt hit those many nights before. They couldn't be sure, but decided to take the lower cavern to be on the safe side.</p><p></p><p>Milo tread softly as they entered the cave. Brigit and Jeremiah led the way with Milo and Mazithra following behind. Brigit practiced her new skills at detecting hidden traps. Milo kept his eyes on the walls, floors, and ceilings. There was no way he was going to be taken by surprise and trigger any traps. Just then a crossbow bolt whizzed by, barely missing Brigit. One was followed by another, Brigit was ready for it this time and raised her shield to intercept. </p><p></p><p><em>"That's what I git fer payin attention to tha walls."</em> Brigit could be heard to say as she readied her axe for the inevitable charge.</p><p></p><p>A hyena-like howl rose from four inhuman throats down the tunnel. Two humanoid creatures charged from the darkness, Milo recognized them immediately as gnolls. Their slavering jaws dripped with drool and their fur was matted. They brandished old battleaxes. Two other gnolls dropped heavy crossbows and drew their own axes.</p><p></p><p>Milo fired a crossbow bolt of his own at the approaching dog-beasts. His bolt flew past his target, as did Mazi's arrow. Both drew their next missile with grim determination as the gnolls clashed with Brigit and Jeremiah's steel.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah reveled in his new armor. Every blow that the gnoll landed caused a brief glow to spread out from the impact. Not one to dwell too long on novelties, Jer brought his great sword into play. He was a daunting figure, clad head to toe in shining steel with a great two-handed sword swinging at the bestial gnolls. His sword bit into gnoll hide and kept going. The two gnolls attacking Brigit and Jeremiah fell in pieces. </p><p></p><p>Brigit immediately advanced, her magic waraxe raised high. The sorcelled axe head came down hard into the breastbone of the crossbow wielder. Brigit cursed at her luck, heaving at the lodged axe. The other gnoll was still drawing its axe as its beady eyes focused on the struggling dwarf.</p><p></p><p>Milo had reloaded by that time and he fired another bolt. His quarrel sunk into the gnoll's thigh, drawing a hoarse howl from the creature. Mazi fired her next arrow at the noisy beast. Her missile found its mark as well. </p><p></p><p>The wounded gnoll raised its battleaxe, fury shone in its red-rimmed eyes. Its axe glanced off Brigit's shield, causing sparks to fly from the hardened steel. She had just pulled out her axe and brought her shield around in the nick of time.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah rushed behind the gnoll and slashed down with his sword. The wounded gnoll fell with a severed spine. The four adventurers paused, listening intently. They worried that the commotion may have alerted other cavern dwellers. A few moments passed with no audible effects. Amazingly enough it appeared that no other gnolls heard the howling of their brethren.</p><p></p><p>Milo and the others stooped over the corpses to check for valuables. Each of them carried a few pieces of gold. Their battleaxes were worn and rusty. Not worth the effort to haul them out. Their armor was in similar disrepair. The party ventured on.</p><p></p><p>They soon came to a guardroom of sorts. It was more of a widening in the tunnel than an actual room. A couple of stools and a small table indicated the room's purpose. Milo and Brigit searched the room for any secrets. Finding none and hearing nothing down the hallway, they continued.</p><p></p><p>The passage narrowed past the guardroom before curving to the north. A long tunnel stretched before them. They moved as quietly as possible, no mean feat considering the amount of metal the party carried. The adventurers came to a staircase leading up the passage. At the top of the passage they could see the tunnel continue to the north as well as a branch to the east. </p><p></p><p>The northern tunnel widened ahead into a room. They decided to investigate that area first. Their stealthy approach was somewhat ruined by the clanking of their armor. Three growling gnolls awaited the party in the rough-hewn cavern. Milo loosed his crossbow, the bolt raced towards one of the three and sunk into its hide. Another howl rang through the cavern. </p><p></p><p>Jeremiah charged at the cluster of creatures with his sword trailing behind. He brought the huge weapon around and cleaved straight through the two leading gnolls. Their torsos severed, the corpses toppled to the ground. The third gnoll hacked at Jeremiah with his axe, but couldn't get past his armor. The mystical glow spread from impact to impact as the gnoll pressed its attack.</p><p></p><p>Brigit moved into position next to Jeremiah, bringing her own axe into the fight. The gnoll was no match for her expert axe wielding. Just as she dispatched the furry beast, five more gnolls could be seen approaching from an irregular outcropping of the cave wall. They howled in a high pitched keening after they saw the bodies of the slain gnolls. These were females, and they were angry.</p><p></p><p>Three of the females cast their spears at Brigit, the closest culprit. The weakly thrown weapons rang off her armor as she turned to face the new threat. The females growled deep in their throats and continued to approach. </p><p></p><p>Milo caught sight of the gnolls as they rounded the outcropping and fired his bolt. It ricocheted off the rock, narrowly missing the lead female. The bolt splintered against the wall and fell to the ground, useless.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah waited for the females to reach him before lunging into action. His sword sliced deeply into the gnoll Milo missed. The ugly gash that trailed his blade was fatal, the gnoll toppled. His sword swung mere centimeters from the face of the next female. It blinked its beady eyes at the barbarian then continued to advance.</p><p></p><p>Mazithra loosed her bowstring at the females. Her arrow performed a similar ricochet off the rock near the gnolls. It too shattered from the force of hitting the wall. She grumbled under her breath as she quickly drew another arrow from her quiver.</p><p></p><p>Two of the gnolls reached Brigit. They didn't get a chance to attack the dwarf before her magical axe whirled through the air, lantern light gleaming off its polished edge. It soon reflected red as she hacked through first one, then another gnoll. She cut them down to her height with her powerful blows.</p><p></p><p>Two gnolls remained with spears brandished. They howled their anger at the group and ran at Brigit with spears raised. Milo let another bolt fly, aiming low at the charging females. His target's howl faltered and she fell back an inch before continuing on with a bolt lodged in its arm. Jeremiah stepped before Brigit and met their charge. His sword moved quickly as it sliced past their meager guard to pierce their matted hides. The gnolls fell at his feet, their lifeblood pooling beneath them.</p><p></p><p>The bodies had a few gold apiece. The party quickly divested them of their valuables. A single door led out of the room they were in. They could see a side room past the outcropping of rock where the females had dwelled. As they were examining the room and its wall hangings Milo came across an exceptionally fine quality hide. After a closer look he determined it to be made of sable. The hanging turned out to be a cloak of excellent craftsmanship. They stowed the garment for later use or sale.</p><p></p><p>Milo searched the door for traps but found none. He did discover that it was locked. None of the bodies had a key so he reached for his lock picks. His nimble fingers worked the small tools into the narrow space of the lock. The mechanism was stuck, perhaps slightly rusted. His lock picks slid out of place and he lost the progress he had made through the stiff tumblers. He heard someone clear her throat behind him and turned to address the interruption. Brigit stood behind with an almost pleading look on her face, holding the bigger training lock picks he lent to her. He shrugged and stepped to the side before bowing with a flourish before her, gesturing to the lock in a deferring manner.</p><p></p><p>Brigit grinned and moved forward to try her hand at the stubborn lock. After a few seconds of fidgeting with the lock picks they could all hear the familiar click of the tumblers falling into place. She withdrew her tools and smirked at Milo.</p><p></p><p><em>"Sure, after I've loosened it up for you!"</em> Milo whispered with quiet mock indignation. </p><p></p><p>Inside was a supply closet. All that was of value was a dwarf-sized suit of chain mail. The rest of the supplies were either too old to bother with or of an unfamiliar origin. They grabbed the suit of chain and turned to leave the room.</p><p></p><p>The party moved to the other passage outside the room, heading east. An entryway opened on the northern side of the passage ahead of the group a few feet. They readied themselves, assuming that whatever was in the room would be ready for them. They rounded the corner and were met by a room packed with gnolls.</p><p></p><p>Rather than jumping in and wading through the gnolls, risking attacks from every angle, Jeremiah waited for the slavering beasts to approach his position. He didn't wait long, the males in the fore charged at Jeremiah and Brigit with their axes high. The full plate armor that the fighters wore protected them from the gnolls' attacks.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah returned the attack but met no more resistance than air. The gnoll had jumped back with blinding speed. Brigit's attack found a similar lack of contact. These gnolls were more agile than the last. </p><p></p><p>Mazithra loosed her bowstring at the gnoll attacking Jeremiah. The arrow skimmed by its head, barely missing its neck. She didn't even pause as she pulled another arrow from her quiver and set it to the string.</p><p></p><p>Milo fired his bolt at Brigit's assailant. It howled at the pain a crossbow quarrel causes when it punctures the chest. The gnoll turned its baleful gaze on the halfling, intent on squashing the annoyance that just made itself known. The gnoll couldn't reach Milo through the heavy fighting before it. </p><p></p><p>The gnoll attacked Brigit instead. The sturdy dwarf ignored the clumsy swing and readied her waraxe to show the gnoll how much damage they could really do. The other gnoll attacked Jer, trying to penetrate the defense provided by his steel and his armor. Jeremiah batted the axe aside and slashed down. The gnoll jumped back a moment too late as the sword tip traced a bloody line across its chest. The wounded gnoll wavered but did not fall, determined to kill the dwarf.</p><p></p><p>Another bolt flew from Milo's crossbow. It skimmed past Brigit's assailant, trailing blood as it grazed its snout. The gnoll shrieked and threw itself at Brigit in an attempt to reach Milo. Brigit's axe was waiting. She thrust her axe into the gnoll's abdomen, slicing through its stomach. Her axe emerged from its side to hack through the gnoll Jer wounded. Both gnolls fell with their hands clutching their guts.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah seized the opportunity Brigit's attack provided. He jumped into the gap left by the ex-gnolls and slashed at the waiting enemies. Jeremiah's companions were amazed at the carnage. Jeremiah's sword flashed in the lantern light as he slashed away at gnoll after gnoll. Three dead and one narrowly missed. The gnolls were just as shocked as the adventurers were. A red mist settled around the barbarian. </p><p></p><p>With an outraged howl the gnolls pressed in to attack Jeremiah. Their blows rained down futilely. His magic armor protected Jeremiah from the axes his sword did not. A single female moved in to attack Brigit. She scoffed at the beast as she swatted its axe to the side.</p><p></p><p>Mazithra and Milo aimed for the hapless female. Both loosed their weapons at the same time. Milo's bolt sunk into its chest, causing it to grunt from the impact. Mazi's arrow flew by its snout, barely missing a fatal blow. </p><p></p><p>Brigit ignored the weak attacks from the female and strode forward. She spun 180 degrees, her axe trailing behind her. The blade eviscerated first a female that charged her as she moved then the original female that attacked her. They both dropped without so much as a groan.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah continued the carnage farther into the room. He sliced through another male, his sword barely missed the next victim. The beasts were cautious of this gnoll-killing machine.</p><p></p><p>The gnolls circled Jer warily. Four of the hyena-headed beasts surrounded him. They all attacked simultaneously. Only one was able to do any damage to the hardy human. He groaned as an axe sliced his arm in-between the plates of his armor. </p><p></p><p>Brigit was busy with more of the females that seemed to fill the cavern. She dodged a blow and returned the attack. The gnoll facing her was not as quick as she was. It fell to the ground, joined shortly by one of it's kindred. Brigit hacked through the gnolls as quickly as they came at her.</p><p></p><p>Mazithra and Milo tried to choose their targets carefully. By now there were no enemies that were not fully engaged in combat with Jeremiah or Brigit. Milo fired at the group surrounding Jeremiah but was unable to hit the fast moving beasts. Mazithra shot at the other side of the group but had the same problem Milo suffered. The gnolls moved too quickly to hit without firing directly into the fight, risking further injury to Jer.</p><p></p><p>For his part Jeremiah lunged at the nearest gnoll. His blade sunk hilt deep into the breastbone of the hairy creature. He pushed at the corpse with his booted foot, but was unable to dislodge it. He let the gnoll corpse hit the ground and tried to use the additional leverage to pull his sword out, to no avail.</p><p></p><p>One male and three females still bracketed Jeremiah. He dodged lithely while trying to pull his sword out. Two of the attacks landed but had no more effect on Jeremiah than the glow they caused from his armor. </p><p></p><p>Meanwhile Milo and Mazithra heard a commotion from the eastern passageway. More gnolls approached. Two large males in higher quality armor and one huge gnoll, towering over the rest. Four females followed closely with spears of their own. It appeared the party attracted the leader of the gnolls and his entourage.</p><p></p><p>Milo spun around and fired his crossbow bolt at the approaching gnolls. They saw the bolt fly and had plenty of time to dodge. Mazi calculated the distance between the gnolls and their position, did some quick math, and decided to draw her long sword. She looked excited to get into the thick of battle finally.</p><p></p><p>Back in the room Brigit faced two more females. She blocked an axe with her shield and swung her own at the gnoll. She felt the satisfying crunch as her axe sliced through bone and muscle. The gnoll growled before it fell dead.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah finally wrestled his sword out of the gnoll corpse, just in time to dodge more attacks from the remaining gnolls. He saw Milo and Mazithra turn to face a new threat and redoubled his efforts to dispatch the gnolls in the room.</p><p></p><p>The reinforcements arrived enmasse. The two that must have been lieutenants or sons of the leader converged on Mazi, putting their considerable bulk behind their axe swings. Mazi dodged one but was clipped by the other. She hopped back with a wound dripping blood from her arm. She noticed with gratification that the gnoll had a similar wound on its own arm. </p><p></p><p>Milo bounced and tumbled as he dodged the gnoll leader's surprisingly fast battleaxe. He sprung to his feet and stowed his crossbow, opting to fight the burly gnoll with his short sword.</p><p></p><p>With his great sword swinging, Jeremiah spun in a full circle. The gnolls around him fell back, flung by the force of the huge barbarian. All four of the gnolls that surrounded him lay dead. Brigit paused for a second to whistle in amazement. She had never seen such a lethal blow. Once again a red mist settled around the barbarian who grinned in its midst.</p><p></p><p>The last female in the room made a feeble attempt to wound Brigit. She nearly batted its axe from its grasp with her parry. Beyond the room in the hallway a pitched battle was at hand. Mazi barely avoided the large gnoll plaguing her. Her sword nearly slipped from her grasp as she spun to the side. She recovered her grip before it caused disaster.</p><p></p><p>Milo moved as fast as his small limbs could carry him. The other large gnoll focused its attention on him instead of Mazi. Milo dodged its axe only to roll practically into the leader's grasp. The huge gnoll's axe whistled through the air before it sliced a deep gash in his arm. He sucked a sharp intake of breath through his teeth at the wound.</p><p></p><p><em>Time to even the odds</em> Milo thought. He tumbled past the two sons into the open hallway. As he did so he bumped their legs, not quite getting a proper start to the maneuver. Both gnolls hacked at him, barely missing the lithe halfling. He flipped around and stabbed one in the back, scoring a critical hit to its vital organs. The gnoll fell with a rattle from its lungs. The leader saw its son die and growled deep in its throat before yelling something in gnoll at Milo. </p><p></p><p>Brigit and Jeremiah converged on the final female in the commons room. She was no match for their charge and fell before Jeremiah's blade. Both turned to aid their friends in the passageway.</p><p></p><p>The leader thought better of chasing the small halfling and turned instead to Mazi, alone in the corridor to the room. The leader's axe swung down and sliced into Mazi's shield arm. She gasped at the severe wound that opened. She turned a steely gaze onto the gnoll, intent on its death.</p><p></p><p>One of the females in the hallway moved past the leader and engaged Milo. She thrust her spear at Milo. He sidestepped and ducked the son's blow as well. Milo was hoping Jer and Brigit would finish up in the room soon.</p><p></p><p>Milo stabbed at the axe-wielding son but his short reach prevented him from scoring a hit. Mazi tried to slice the leader with her long sword, barely missing the agile gnoll. It growled defiance at her and pressed in. Brigit moved to block his advance, thrusting down with her axe.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah moved forward to join the battle in the hall. He shouted as he heaved his sword at the leader. The gnoll howled in pain as the blade bit through its thick matted hide. It slashed blindly at Jeremiah, he blocked the axe with his great sword.</p><p></p><p>The leader's son and the female continued to attack Milo. He hopped and weaved about to dodge the blows. The female's spear snagged a ring from his chain shirt but he was able to jump back before the weapon could inflict any more damage.</p><p></p><p>Milo moved in close and slashed at the large gnoll. The quick beast parried his move. It raised its lip in a sneer and pressed back at the halfling.</p><p></p><p>The leader's son failed to notice the plight its father was in. Mazithra and Brigit overwhelmed the huge gnoll as they struck in unison. Mazi's sword bit into his chest while Brigit's waraxe sliced through its belly. The leader snarled as it fell, dead before it hit the ground.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah moved past the corpse to attack the leader's son. It didn't see the blade coming as he cut it from buttock to shoulder. The gnoll turned with a yelp to face its new assailant. It hacked at Jeremiah ineffectively as another female moved to close the gap. Its spear was no more successful as it clanked against his armor. Milo continued to dodge the female that harried him, finding it much easier with only one enemy to focus on.</p><p></p><p>Milo's sword snaked past the female's spear and tagged its leg. Blood soaked through its legging and it snarled at Milo. What it didn't see was a full steel clad dwarf move behind and take a mighty swing with her axe. The female spontaneously split in two from Milo's vantage. The leader's son fell as well just moments later from the deadly dwarven forged steel.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah turned back around to face the last three females. He growled at them in a close approximation of the leader and jumped with his sword flailing. The females cowered back from the daunting figure, obviously cowed.</p><p></p><p>They stabbed uselessly at the towering barbarian. He scoffed as Brigit moved up next to him, her devastating axe slicing through the air. Two more gnolls fell to her furious assault. Jeremiah stabbed at the last female. Her death cry turned to a gurgle as the blood filled her lungs. He kicked her off of his sword and stood up straight, surveying the scene with satisfaction.</p><p></p><p>Milo noticed Mazi panting slightly as she leaned against the wall. She had taken a nasty hit from the leader's axe. Milo moved up to her and chanted a healing mantra. He placed his hands on her wounds and the bleeding stopped. The wounds themselves remained open but appeared a bit healthier than before.</p><p></p><p>She waved Milo away and stooped down to retrieve a silver armband from the leader's thick wrist. Milo noticed a matching armband on the other side and removed it for Mazi to inspect. He also found a hefty coin purse on its belt, full of gold. Brigit found necklaces on each of the leader's concubines. They looked valuable so the party stashed them. The two sons had a few gold pieces in their coin purses as well. Each of the other gnoll corpses in the room had silver in various pockets and purses.</p><p></p><p>They decided to check out the hallway the leader and his entourage emerged from. A short distance down the tunnel led to an open door. Inside they found crude furniture and a fireplace. The furnishings were lavish compared to what they had seen so far. They figured the leader must have lived in this room. </p><p></p><p>Milo set about searching the room. He was quick to remember some of the valuables they had found in other rooms similar to this. He discovered a loose flagstone which, when lifted, revealed a literal pot of coins. Gold, silver, copper, and electrum winked back at the happy halfling.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile Brigit was giving the far wall an odd stare. Mazi recognized the same look from the orc cavern and the incredibly concealed chest Brigit had found in the stone work. After some long minutes Brigit moved forward slowly and pushed at a single stone with her axe head.</p><p></p><p>The stone moved in a fraction of an inch and a deep rumbling sounded. The wall before her swung outward, stone scraping on stone. Milo was impressed, he had completely missed that secret lever. Brigit never ceased to amaze him. His thoughts were cut short at a startled exclamation from Mazithra.</p><p></p><p>Just inside the revealed passage was a broken body. It had been there for a long time, its skeleton belying the cause of death and its race. It was obvious that it was once an elf, and judging from its clothing, a very important one. Its left leg was broken, the injury apparently kept the elf from escaping the tunnel.</p><p></p><p>Mazi knelt reverently before the corpse, she retrieved a finely tooled scabbard. Elven runes were set into the well-preserved leather. She slowly drew the sword. Looking closely Milo noted that it appeared to have wood grain down the length of the blade. More elven runes were etched into the sword itself.</p><p></p><p>Mazi held the blade before them and spoke softly of the sword:</p><p></p><p><strong>This is Sylvanglade, it is an elven sword made out of the wood of a tree sacred to elves (the tree is nourished with a fertilizer with a high-mithril content, and the wood, once shaped into weapons, is indistinguishable from steel. Sylvanglade (and its twin Greencopse which was destroyed, or so say the legends) is a silvery Longsword with an ornate golden crossguard to protect the hand. The hilt is wrapped in silver wire.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>It's said that the blade is masked from detect magic, dispel magic and even anti-magic shell will not negate the powers of this elven blade. The blades were used for ceremonial battles between the champions of elven kingdoms. The blade has one unique ability; it temporarily negates the enchantment on the blade of the opponent </strong></p><p><em>(thus, if the opponent has a long sword +5 it operates as a simple long sword. If there is more than one attacker then only the first attacker of the round has his/her "plusses" negated if Sylvanglade's wielder does not specify otherwise. The blade functions as a +2 magical blade with regards to Damage Resistance/what it can hit.)</em></p><p></p><p>Mazi was gently stroking the blade as she spoke, the reverence and awe in her voice was apparent to all. Milo noticed a pouch on the skeleton's belt as she finished speaking. He scooped it up and peered inside to find a dozen gems. He guessed their value to be about fifty gold apiece.</p><p></p><p>Mazi had sheathed the blade and reached down to the skeleton's hand. She retrieved a signet ring and explained to the group that there would be no problem with her wielding the blade since she had the signet ring. She stooped over the elf one more time, removing exceptional fine elven boots. Milo whistled at their craftsmanship. He figured boots like those would be quieter than a cat's tread. Too bad they didn't come in his size.</p><p></p><p>While Mazi was looking over the skeleton, the others peered down the new passage. Tired after the grueling battles with the gnolls, they decided to leave it for the next day. Perhaps it led to a back way into the robed figure's inner sanctum.</p><p></p><p>After Mazi finished her work the group started back. Brigit stopped at each group of corpses to hack off the arms and legs. She remarked on the keen edge of the Trollgrater. It hacked through the corpses in a fraction of the time of her unenchanted weapon.</p><p></p><p>The friends emerged from the gnoll cavern at dusk. They made their way from the gorge to a new campground, not willing to take a chance and lapse into habit. They found another clearing a good distance from the caverns and set about making camp.</p><p></p><p>Mazithra found a quiet spot and grabbed Milo's handaxes. She wanted to identify them after her other discoveries. She didn't think they'd be normal weapons like his enchanted dagger. Milo shrugged, he wasn't quite sure how to use the unwieldy axes anyway.</p><p></p><p>They set up watch and slept, each taking their turn until near morning when Mazi finished her spell and had a few hours of meditation. She woke Milo and the others excitedly. She had found some background information on the axes as well as what they were enchanted with. She told them in an excited voice:</p><p></p><p><strong>Reft and Rend, the Axes of Ambidexterity</strong></p><p><strong>Haft of bone</strong></p><p><strong>These weapons are a matched pair. When used individually, they confer the Feat of ambidexterity upon the wielder, he is able to fight with an additional (one-handed) weapon in either hand. When used together, the wielder maintains the Feat of ambidexterity, and each axe functions at +3.</strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>History: These weapons are probably of Duergar origin since the symbol to the entrance of every Duergar Place of Power is a relief of the crossed Axes of Ambidexterity.</strong></p><p></p><p>Milo whistled as he took the axes from Mazi's outstretched hands. He turned them over in his hands, examining them as if he had not seen them before. To think, one of those was buried in his shoulder not too long ago. He would have to give some serious thought into learning to use these weapons.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Milo Windby, post: 1702, member: 202"] [b]Keep of the Borderlands -part twenty-two (session 5)[/b] Dawn broke over gray skies the next morning. No creatures disturbed their rest and the group felt refreshed and prepared for the day. Milo found a quiet corner to pray while Mazithra prepared her daily spells. Finished with their preparations, they set back out for the caverns. They reached the gorge a couple of hours before midday. After a quick rest and a few bites of trail rations, the party steeled themselves for the challenges ahead. There were only two visible cavern mouths that were unexplored. One at the very rear of the gorge, near the top, and the other to the south and lower. Milo swore the robed figure was heading towards the upper cavern before the lightning bolt hit those many nights before. They couldn't be sure, but decided to take the lower cavern to be on the safe side. Milo tread softly as they entered the cave. Brigit and Jeremiah led the way with Milo and Mazithra following behind. Brigit practiced her new skills at detecting hidden traps. Milo kept his eyes on the walls, floors, and ceilings. There was no way he was going to be taken by surprise and trigger any traps. Just then a crossbow bolt whizzed by, barely missing Brigit. One was followed by another, Brigit was ready for it this time and raised her shield to intercept. [I]"That's what I git fer payin attention to tha walls."[/I] Brigit could be heard to say as she readied her axe for the inevitable charge. A hyena-like howl rose from four inhuman throats down the tunnel. Two humanoid creatures charged from the darkness, Milo recognized them immediately as gnolls. Their slavering jaws dripped with drool and their fur was matted. They brandished old battleaxes. Two other gnolls dropped heavy crossbows and drew their own axes. Milo fired a crossbow bolt of his own at the approaching dog-beasts. His bolt flew past his target, as did Mazi's arrow. Both drew their next missile with grim determination as the gnolls clashed with Brigit and Jeremiah's steel. Jeremiah reveled in his new armor. Every blow that the gnoll landed caused a brief glow to spread out from the impact. Not one to dwell too long on novelties, Jer brought his great sword into play. He was a daunting figure, clad head to toe in shining steel with a great two-handed sword swinging at the bestial gnolls. His sword bit into gnoll hide and kept going. The two gnolls attacking Brigit and Jeremiah fell in pieces. Brigit immediately advanced, her magic waraxe raised high. The sorcelled axe head came down hard into the breastbone of the crossbow wielder. Brigit cursed at her luck, heaving at the lodged axe. The other gnoll was still drawing its axe as its beady eyes focused on the struggling dwarf. Milo had reloaded by that time and he fired another bolt. His quarrel sunk into the gnoll's thigh, drawing a hoarse howl from the creature. Mazi fired her next arrow at the noisy beast. Her missile found its mark as well. The wounded gnoll raised its battleaxe, fury shone in its red-rimmed eyes. Its axe glanced off Brigit's shield, causing sparks to fly from the hardened steel. She had just pulled out her axe and brought her shield around in the nick of time. Jeremiah rushed behind the gnoll and slashed down with his sword. The wounded gnoll fell with a severed spine. The four adventurers paused, listening intently. They worried that the commotion may have alerted other cavern dwellers. A few moments passed with no audible effects. Amazingly enough it appeared that no other gnolls heard the howling of their brethren. Milo and the others stooped over the corpses to check for valuables. Each of them carried a few pieces of gold. Their battleaxes were worn and rusty. Not worth the effort to haul them out. Their armor was in similar disrepair. The party ventured on. They soon came to a guardroom of sorts. It was more of a widening in the tunnel than an actual room. A couple of stools and a small table indicated the room's purpose. Milo and Brigit searched the room for any secrets. Finding none and hearing nothing down the hallway, they continued. The passage narrowed past the guardroom before curving to the north. A long tunnel stretched before them. They moved as quietly as possible, no mean feat considering the amount of metal the party carried. The adventurers came to a staircase leading up the passage. At the top of the passage they could see the tunnel continue to the north as well as a branch to the east. The northern tunnel widened ahead into a room. They decided to investigate that area first. Their stealthy approach was somewhat ruined by the clanking of their armor. Three growling gnolls awaited the party in the rough-hewn cavern. Milo loosed his crossbow, the bolt raced towards one of the three and sunk into its hide. Another howl rang through the cavern. Jeremiah charged at the cluster of creatures with his sword trailing behind. He brought the huge weapon around and cleaved straight through the two leading gnolls. Their torsos severed, the corpses toppled to the ground. The third gnoll hacked at Jeremiah with his axe, but couldn't get past his armor. The mystical glow spread from impact to impact as the gnoll pressed its attack. Brigit moved into position next to Jeremiah, bringing her own axe into the fight. The gnoll was no match for her expert axe wielding. Just as she dispatched the furry beast, five more gnolls could be seen approaching from an irregular outcropping of the cave wall. They howled in a high pitched keening after they saw the bodies of the slain gnolls. These were females, and they were angry. Three of the females cast their spears at Brigit, the closest culprit. The weakly thrown weapons rang off her armor as she turned to face the new threat. The females growled deep in their throats and continued to approach. Milo caught sight of the gnolls as they rounded the outcropping and fired his bolt. It ricocheted off the rock, narrowly missing the lead female. The bolt splintered against the wall and fell to the ground, useless. Jeremiah waited for the females to reach him before lunging into action. His sword sliced deeply into the gnoll Milo missed. The ugly gash that trailed his blade was fatal, the gnoll toppled. His sword swung mere centimeters from the face of the next female. It blinked its beady eyes at the barbarian then continued to advance. Mazithra loosed her bowstring at the females. Her arrow performed a similar ricochet off the rock near the gnolls. It too shattered from the force of hitting the wall. She grumbled under her breath as she quickly drew another arrow from her quiver. Two of the gnolls reached Brigit. They didn't get a chance to attack the dwarf before her magical axe whirled through the air, lantern light gleaming off its polished edge. It soon reflected red as she hacked through first one, then another gnoll. She cut them down to her height with her powerful blows. Two gnolls remained with spears brandished. They howled their anger at the group and ran at Brigit with spears raised. Milo let another bolt fly, aiming low at the charging females. His target's howl faltered and she fell back an inch before continuing on with a bolt lodged in its arm. Jeremiah stepped before Brigit and met their charge. His sword moved quickly as it sliced past their meager guard to pierce their matted hides. The gnolls fell at his feet, their lifeblood pooling beneath them. The bodies had a few gold apiece. The party quickly divested them of their valuables. A single door led out of the room they were in. They could see a side room past the outcropping of rock where the females had dwelled. As they were examining the room and its wall hangings Milo came across an exceptionally fine quality hide. After a closer look he determined it to be made of sable. The hanging turned out to be a cloak of excellent craftsmanship. They stowed the garment for later use or sale. Milo searched the door for traps but found none. He did discover that it was locked. None of the bodies had a key so he reached for his lock picks. His nimble fingers worked the small tools into the narrow space of the lock. The mechanism was stuck, perhaps slightly rusted. His lock picks slid out of place and he lost the progress he had made through the stiff tumblers. He heard someone clear her throat behind him and turned to address the interruption. Brigit stood behind with an almost pleading look on her face, holding the bigger training lock picks he lent to her. He shrugged and stepped to the side before bowing with a flourish before her, gesturing to the lock in a deferring manner. Brigit grinned and moved forward to try her hand at the stubborn lock. After a few seconds of fidgeting with the lock picks they could all hear the familiar click of the tumblers falling into place. She withdrew her tools and smirked at Milo. [I]"Sure, after I've loosened it up for you!"[/I] Milo whispered with quiet mock indignation. Inside was a supply closet. All that was of value was a dwarf-sized suit of chain mail. The rest of the supplies were either too old to bother with or of an unfamiliar origin. They grabbed the suit of chain and turned to leave the room. The party moved to the other passage outside the room, heading east. An entryway opened on the northern side of the passage ahead of the group a few feet. They readied themselves, assuming that whatever was in the room would be ready for them. They rounded the corner and were met by a room packed with gnolls. Rather than jumping in and wading through the gnolls, risking attacks from every angle, Jeremiah waited for the slavering beasts to approach his position. He didn't wait long, the males in the fore charged at Jeremiah and Brigit with their axes high. The full plate armor that the fighters wore protected them from the gnolls' attacks. Jeremiah returned the attack but met no more resistance than air. The gnoll had jumped back with blinding speed. Brigit's attack found a similar lack of contact. These gnolls were more agile than the last. Mazithra loosed her bowstring at the gnoll attacking Jeremiah. The arrow skimmed by its head, barely missing its neck. She didn't even pause as she pulled another arrow from her quiver and set it to the string. Milo fired his bolt at Brigit's assailant. It howled at the pain a crossbow quarrel causes when it punctures the chest. The gnoll turned its baleful gaze on the halfling, intent on squashing the annoyance that just made itself known. The gnoll couldn't reach Milo through the heavy fighting before it. The gnoll attacked Brigit instead. The sturdy dwarf ignored the clumsy swing and readied her waraxe to show the gnoll how much damage they could really do. The other gnoll attacked Jer, trying to penetrate the defense provided by his steel and his armor. Jeremiah batted the axe aside and slashed down. The gnoll jumped back a moment too late as the sword tip traced a bloody line across its chest. The wounded gnoll wavered but did not fall, determined to kill the dwarf. Another bolt flew from Milo's crossbow. It skimmed past Brigit's assailant, trailing blood as it grazed its snout. The gnoll shrieked and threw itself at Brigit in an attempt to reach Milo. Brigit's axe was waiting. She thrust her axe into the gnoll's abdomen, slicing through its stomach. Her axe emerged from its side to hack through the gnoll Jer wounded. Both gnolls fell with their hands clutching their guts. Jeremiah seized the opportunity Brigit's attack provided. He jumped into the gap left by the ex-gnolls and slashed at the waiting enemies. Jeremiah's companions were amazed at the carnage. Jeremiah's sword flashed in the lantern light as he slashed away at gnoll after gnoll. Three dead and one narrowly missed. The gnolls were just as shocked as the adventurers were. A red mist settled around the barbarian. With an outraged howl the gnolls pressed in to attack Jeremiah. Their blows rained down futilely. His magic armor protected Jeremiah from the axes his sword did not. A single female moved in to attack Brigit. She scoffed at the beast as she swatted its axe to the side. Mazithra and Milo aimed for the hapless female. Both loosed their weapons at the same time. Milo's bolt sunk into its chest, causing it to grunt from the impact. Mazi's arrow flew by its snout, barely missing a fatal blow. Brigit ignored the weak attacks from the female and strode forward. She spun 180 degrees, her axe trailing behind her. The blade eviscerated first a female that charged her as she moved then the original female that attacked her. They both dropped without so much as a groan. Jeremiah continued the carnage farther into the room. He sliced through another male, his sword barely missed the next victim. The beasts were cautious of this gnoll-killing machine. The gnolls circled Jer warily. Four of the hyena-headed beasts surrounded him. They all attacked simultaneously. Only one was able to do any damage to the hardy human. He groaned as an axe sliced his arm in-between the plates of his armor. Brigit was busy with more of the females that seemed to fill the cavern. She dodged a blow and returned the attack. The gnoll facing her was not as quick as she was. It fell to the ground, joined shortly by one of it's kindred. Brigit hacked through the gnolls as quickly as they came at her. Mazithra and Milo tried to choose their targets carefully. By now there were no enemies that were not fully engaged in combat with Jeremiah or Brigit. Milo fired at the group surrounding Jeremiah but was unable to hit the fast moving beasts. Mazithra shot at the other side of the group but had the same problem Milo suffered. The gnolls moved too quickly to hit without firing directly into the fight, risking further injury to Jer. For his part Jeremiah lunged at the nearest gnoll. His blade sunk hilt deep into the breastbone of the hairy creature. He pushed at the corpse with his booted foot, but was unable to dislodge it. He let the gnoll corpse hit the ground and tried to use the additional leverage to pull his sword out, to no avail. One male and three females still bracketed Jeremiah. He dodged lithely while trying to pull his sword out. Two of the attacks landed but had no more effect on Jeremiah than the glow they caused from his armor. Meanwhile Milo and Mazithra heard a commotion from the eastern passageway. More gnolls approached. Two large males in higher quality armor and one huge gnoll, towering over the rest. Four females followed closely with spears of their own. It appeared the party attracted the leader of the gnolls and his entourage. Milo spun around and fired his crossbow bolt at the approaching gnolls. They saw the bolt fly and had plenty of time to dodge. Mazi calculated the distance between the gnolls and their position, did some quick math, and decided to draw her long sword. She looked excited to get into the thick of battle finally. Back in the room Brigit faced two more females. She blocked an axe with her shield and swung her own at the gnoll. She felt the satisfying crunch as her axe sliced through bone and muscle. The gnoll growled before it fell dead. Jeremiah finally wrestled his sword out of the gnoll corpse, just in time to dodge more attacks from the remaining gnolls. He saw Milo and Mazithra turn to face a new threat and redoubled his efforts to dispatch the gnolls in the room. The reinforcements arrived enmasse. The two that must have been lieutenants or sons of the leader converged on Mazi, putting their considerable bulk behind their axe swings. Mazi dodged one but was clipped by the other. She hopped back with a wound dripping blood from her arm. She noticed with gratification that the gnoll had a similar wound on its own arm. Milo bounced and tumbled as he dodged the gnoll leader's surprisingly fast battleaxe. He sprung to his feet and stowed his crossbow, opting to fight the burly gnoll with his short sword. With his great sword swinging, Jeremiah spun in a full circle. The gnolls around him fell back, flung by the force of the huge barbarian. All four of the gnolls that surrounded him lay dead. Brigit paused for a second to whistle in amazement. She had never seen such a lethal blow. Once again a red mist settled around the barbarian who grinned in its midst. The last female in the room made a feeble attempt to wound Brigit. She nearly batted its axe from its grasp with her parry. Beyond the room in the hallway a pitched battle was at hand. Mazi barely avoided the large gnoll plaguing her. Her sword nearly slipped from her grasp as she spun to the side. She recovered her grip before it caused disaster. Milo moved as fast as his small limbs could carry him. The other large gnoll focused its attention on him instead of Mazi. Milo dodged its axe only to roll practically into the leader's grasp. The huge gnoll's axe whistled through the air before it sliced a deep gash in his arm. He sucked a sharp intake of breath through his teeth at the wound. [I]Time to even the odds[/I] Milo thought. He tumbled past the two sons into the open hallway. As he did so he bumped their legs, not quite getting a proper start to the maneuver. Both gnolls hacked at him, barely missing the lithe halfling. He flipped around and stabbed one in the back, scoring a critical hit to its vital organs. The gnoll fell with a rattle from its lungs. The leader saw its son die and growled deep in its throat before yelling something in gnoll at Milo. Brigit and Jeremiah converged on the final female in the commons room. She was no match for their charge and fell before Jeremiah's blade. Both turned to aid their friends in the passageway. The leader thought better of chasing the small halfling and turned instead to Mazi, alone in the corridor to the room. The leader's axe swung down and sliced into Mazi's shield arm. She gasped at the severe wound that opened. She turned a steely gaze onto the gnoll, intent on its death. One of the females in the hallway moved past the leader and engaged Milo. She thrust her spear at Milo. He sidestepped and ducked the son's blow as well. Milo was hoping Jer and Brigit would finish up in the room soon. Milo stabbed at the axe-wielding son but his short reach prevented him from scoring a hit. Mazi tried to slice the leader with her long sword, barely missing the agile gnoll. It growled defiance at her and pressed in. Brigit moved to block his advance, thrusting down with her axe. Jeremiah moved forward to join the battle in the hall. He shouted as he heaved his sword at the leader. The gnoll howled in pain as the blade bit through its thick matted hide. It slashed blindly at Jeremiah, he blocked the axe with his great sword. The leader's son and the female continued to attack Milo. He hopped and weaved about to dodge the blows. The female's spear snagged a ring from his chain shirt but he was able to jump back before the weapon could inflict any more damage. Milo moved in close and slashed at the large gnoll. The quick beast parried his move. It raised its lip in a sneer and pressed back at the halfling. The leader's son failed to notice the plight its father was in. Mazithra and Brigit overwhelmed the huge gnoll as they struck in unison. Mazi's sword bit into his chest while Brigit's waraxe sliced through its belly. The leader snarled as it fell, dead before it hit the ground. Jeremiah moved past the corpse to attack the leader's son. It didn't see the blade coming as he cut it from buttock to shoulder. The gnoll turned with a yelp to face its new assailant. It hacked at Jeremiah ineffectively as another female moved to close the gap. Its spear was no more successful as it clanked against his armor. Milo continued to dodge the female that harried him, finding it much easier with only one enemy to focus on. Milo's sword snaked past the female's spear and tagged its leg. Blood soaked through its legging and it snarled at Milo. What it didn't see was a full steel clad dwarf move behind and take a mighty swing with her axe. The female spontaneously split in two from Milo's vantage. The leader's son fell as well just moments later from the deadly dwarven forged steel. Jeremiah turned back around to face the last three females. He growled at them in a close approximation of the leader and jumped with his sword flailing. The females cowered back from the daunting figure, obviously cowed. They stabbed uselessly at the towering barbarian. He scoffed as Brigit moved up next to him, her devastating axe slicing through the air. Two more gnolls fell to her furious assault. Jeremiah stabbed at the last female. Her death cry turned to a gurgle as the blood filled her lungs. He kicked her off of his sword and stood up straight, surveying the scene with satisfaction. Milo noticed Mazi panting slightly as she leaned against the wall. She had taken a nasty hit from the leader's axe. Milo moved up to her and chanted a healing mantra. He placed his hands on her wounds and the bleeding stopped. The wounds themselves remained open but appeared a bit healthier than before. She waved Milo away and stooped down to retrieve a silver armband from the leader's thick wrist. Milo noticed a matching armband on the other side and removed it for Mazi to inspect. He also found a hefty coin purse on its belt, full of gold. Brigit found necklaces on each of the leader's concubines. They looked valuable so the party stashed them. The two sons had a few gold pieces in their coin purses as well. Each of the other gnoll corpses in the room had silver in various pockets and purses. They decided to check out the hallway the leader and his entourage emerged from. A short distance down the tunnel led to an open door. Inside they found crude furniture and a fireplace. The furnishings were lavish compared to what they had seen so far. They figured the leader must have lived in this room. Milo set about searching the room. He was quick to remember some of the valuables they had found in other rooms similar to this. He discovered a loose flagstone which, when lifted, revealed a literal pot of coins. Gold, silver, copper, and electrum winked back at the happy halfling. Meanwhile Brigit was giving the far wall an odd stare. Mazi recognized the same look from the orc cavern and the incredibly concealed chest Brigit had found in the stone work. After some long minutes Brigit moved forward slowly and pushed at a single stone with her axe head. The stone moved in a fraction of an inch and a deep rumbling sounded. The wall before her swung outward, stone scraping on stone. Milo was impressed, he had completely missed that secret lever. Brigit never ceased to amaze him. His thoughts were cut short at a startled exclamation from Mazithra. Just inside the revealed passage was a broken body. It had been there for a long time, its skeleton belying the cause of death and its race. It was obvious that it was once an elf, and judging from its clothing, a very important one. Its left leg was broken, the injury apparently kept the elf from escaping the tunnel. Mazi knelt reverently before the corpse, she retrieved a finely tooled scabbard. Elven runes were set into the well-preserved leather. She slowly drew the sword. Looking closely Milo noted that it appeared to have wood grain down the length of the blade. More elven runes were etched into the sword itself. Mazi held the blade before them and spoke softly of the sword: [B]This is Sylvanglade, it is an elven sword made out of the wood of a tree sacred to elves (the tree is nourished with a fertilizer with a high-mithril content, and the wood, once shaped into weapons, is indistinguishable from steel. Sylvanglade (and its twin Greencopse which was destroyed, or so say the legends) is a silvery Longsword with an ornate golden crossguard to protect the hand. The hilt is wrapped in silver wire. It's said that the blade is masked from detect magic, dispel magic and even anti-magic shell will not negate the powers of this elven blade. The blades were used for ceremonial battles between the champions of elven kingdoms. The blade has one unique ability; it temporarily negates the enchantment on the blade of the opponent [/B] [I](thus, if the opponent has a long sword +5 it operates as a simple long sword. If there is more than one attacker then only the first attacker of the round has his/her "plusses" negated if Sylvanglade's wielder does not specify otherwise. The blade functions as a +2 magical blade with regards to Damage Resistance/what it can hit.)[/I] Mazi was gently stroking the blade as she spoke, the reverence and awe in her voice was apparent to all. Milo noticed a pouch on the skeleton's belt as she finished speaking. He scooped it up and peered inside to find a dozen gems. He guessed their value to be about fifty gold apiece. Mazi had sheathed the blade and reached down to the skeleton's hand. She retrieved a signet ring and explained to the group that there would be no problem with her wielding the blade since she had the signet ring. She stooped over the elf one more time, removing exceptional fine elven boots. Milo whistled at their craftsmanship. He figured boots like those would be quieter than a cat's tread. Too bad they didn't come in his size. While Mazi was looking over the skeleton, the others peered down the new passage. Tired after the grueling battles with the gnolls, they decided to leave it for the next day. Perhaps it led to a back way into the robed figure's inner sanctum. After Mazi finished her work the group started back. Brigit stopped at each group of corpses to hack off the arms and legs. She remarked on the keen edge of the Trollgrater. It hacked through the corpses in a fraction of the time of her unenchanted weapon. The friends emerged from the gnoll cavern at dusk. They made their way from the gorge to a new campground, not willing to take a chance and lapse into habit. They found another clearing a good distance from the caverns and set about making camp. Mazithra found a quiet spot and grabbed Milo's handaxes. She wanted to identify them after her other discoveries. She didn't think they'd be normal weapons like his enchanted dagger. Milo shrugged, he wasn't quite sure how to use the unwieldy axes anyway. They set up watch and slept, each taking their turn until near morning when Mazi finished her spell and had a few hours of meditation. She woke Milo and the others excitedly. She had found some background information on the axes as well as what they were enchanted with. She told them in an excited voice: [B]Reft and Rend, the Axes of Ambidexterity Haft of bone These weapons are a matched pair. When used individually, they confer the Feat of ambidexterity upon the wielder, he is able to fight with an additional (one-handed) weapon in either hand. When used together, the wielder maintains the Feat of ambidexterity, and each axe functions at +3. History: These weapons are probably of Duergar origin since the symbol to the entrance of every Duergar Place of Power is a relief of the crossed Axes of Ambidexterity.[/B] Milo whistled as he took the axes from Mazi's outstretched hands. He turned them over in his hands, examining them as if he had not seen them before. To think, one of those was buried in his shoulder not too long ago. He would have to give some serious thought into learning to use these weapons. [/QUOTE]
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