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<blockquote data-quote="pogre" data-source="post: 1257357" data-attributes="member: 6588"><p>Episode 37</p><p>The Final Update</p><p></p><p>“Gerhardt, Gerhardt! Can you hear me?” E’lissar nudged the fighter roughly.</p><p></p><p>“Who’s there?” Gerhardt slurred. He raised his head from the table and a great line of drool trailed from his chin to a puddle where his head had rest.</p><p></p><p>“Your purse is gone,” E’lissar commented looking at the cut strings dangling from Gerhardt’s belt.</p><p></p><p>“No matter. There’s more.” Gerhardt lowered his head once again.</p><p></p><p>“Tell me, where are the others,” E’lissar shook Gerhardt trying to get a response.</p><p></p><p>“”orrible, jes’ ‘orrible,” Gerhardt whimpered and put his head down again.</p><p></p><p>“Please, where is Quarion? Answer this one query and you may nap in peace,” the frustration of the moment was creeping into E’lissar’s voice.</p><p></p><p>Gerhardt moaned something and was fast asleep.</p><p></p><p>…..</p><p></p><p>E’lissar moved to Luka AlQueme’s door gingerly, and knocked quietly.</p><p></p><p>“Come back in the morning,” came Luka’s response from inside.</p><p></p><p>“It is I, E’lissar. I am seeking Hilde and Gjord. Do you know of their whereabouts?”</p><p></p><p>The door opened a crack and Luka peeked around in a night shirt and a long night cap. “How would I know? Are they missing?”</p><p></p><p>“I can only find Gerhardt and he is drunk.”</p><p></p><p>“Allow me to fetch a tonic and get dressed,” Luka opened the door wide and motioned for E’lissar to enter.</p><p></p><p>Luka came back down in short order carrying a vial.</p><p></p><p>“What is that?” E’lissar asked.</p><p></p><p>“Something to coax some answers out of our friend, Gerhardt,” Luka answered. He yawned and stretched and said, “Let us go, the Magnificent Luka AlQueme must return to his slumber soon.”</p><p></p><p>…..</p><p></p><p>“Drink this,” E’lissar commanded.</p><p></p><p>Gerhardt clumsily quaffed the vial and half choked as the liquid slid down his throat. Immediately, his eyes enlivened and in half shock he drew back from the pair.</p><p></p><p>“Where is Hilde?” E’lissar asked patiently.</p><p></p><p>“Gone, dead and for good,” Gerhardt’s eyes misted over.</p><p></p><p>E’lissar sat down heavily in a chair next to the fighter and Luka covered his mouth with his hand.</p><p></p><p>“What happened?” E’lissar finally managed after a lengthy silence.</p><p></p><p>“There were too many…” Gerhardt started.</p><p></p><p>“From the beginning,” Luka demanded gently.</p><p></p><p>“Very well,” Gerhardt drank deeply from his warm ale. “It all started as a call for help from pointy-ear types. I should have known that was trouble.</p><p></p><p>Quarion received a message from a relative that his daughter had been kidnapped and he needed help right away. Like fools we agreed to go along. Hey, where is Ranin?” Quarion asked interrupting himself.</p><p></p><p>“He has a spiritual experience in the Hunt. We may not see him for some time. Please continue and try to focus.” E’lissar patted Gerhardt on the shoulder.</p><p></p><p>“So, we met this pointy-eared type who said his daughter had been stolen by some large humanoids. He had no real money, but said the lord of the area had offered 500 gold for the head of the brigand leader. That was enough, and so off we went trailing the humanoids. </p><p></p><p>The trail was easy to find and led to a cave in the side of the hills. We approached and found a set of large iron doors. While we contemplated how we were going to enter three huge Bugbears burst forth. We killed ‘em, but it was tough and quite a bit of healing magic was used up in the process.</p><p></p><p>So, we went in and found a small chamber where one of the brutes was sleeping. We killed him and found a bit of coin for our efforts. So Quarion moves ahead and scouts. He finds another set of doors and tells us to get ready.</p><p></p><p>The door opens to a huge chamber lit by two large bonfires. There were at least twenty Bugbears and so I say, ‘Let’s run!’, but in goes Quarion. Gjord follows and then Hilde. Well then, I have no choice I go in too.</p><p></p><p>Things were not going great, but we were making some progress. Suddenly, I spy the biggest Ogre I have ever seen coming up from behind us. He has a huge dark club and it comes crashing down on Quarion’s skull. Quarion’s head split like a melon, spraying his gray noodle everywhere – black tendrils sprouted out of his body and his corpse looked like it had been burned in a great fire.</p><p></p><p>I shouted at the others and we began to leave. Gjord had to fight his way through a couple of Bugbears. Hilde stopped to heal him and we made a fighting exit. The Bugbears and the Ogre kept coming. We could not drink healing potions fast enough.</p><p></p><p>Gjord and I stood toe to toe with the Ogre so Hilde could escape. We managed to work our way through the original iron doors and bar them.”</p><p></p><p>“So then you left?” Luka asked.</p><p></p><p>“No, although that was the course I urged. Gjord scouted around for a backdoor and Hilde spent her remaining spells healing us. We were talking about where to camp and suddenly the Ogre and a half dozen Bugbears appeared before us! The bastards had teleported in.</p><p></p><p>We were stuck in with no real healing magic or hope for escape. Gjord and I concentrated on the Ogre and we had him fairly wounded. That great club came down again and smashed into Gjord. His spine was snapped. He looked like a fighting dummy cut in twain by a great axe. The same dark tendrils sprouted from around him and in seconds he looked like a burnt husk.</p><p></p><p>I retreated from one side and could not see where Hilde was.She had already retreated, but the Bugbears where hot on her trail and she could not lose them. The ogre did not pursue me. I assume he was too badly wounded to press his advantage. As I recovered and tried to work my way around to Hilde, I saw her fall.” Gerhardt stopped and took another deep draft from his ale cup.</p><p></p><p>“Are you sure they killed her?” E’lissar asked.</p><p></p><p>“I am sure,” Gerhardt answered grimly. “They cut her to pieces and then began fighting over her like wolves on a deer. Her body was shredded and they began to eat parts of her right there, before dragging the remnants back to the cave.”</p><p></p><p>“I will go with you. We will avenge this loss,” E’lissar offered.</p><p></p><p>“No, no more pointy-eared types for me. Your whole race can die as far as I’m concerned. I plan on sitting here and drinking the rest of my days. I have a few thousand gold saved up and I figure my liver will give up long before my money does.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s it then?” E’lissar asked. “We’re done?”</p><p></p><p>“Aye,” Gerhardt answered and a glazed look returned to his eyes. The fighter set his head back down on the table.</p><p></p><p>“The sobering elixir has worn off,” Luka noted. The pair left the inn, alone in their thoughts and sadly walked away to another life.</p><p></p><p>The End.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="pogre, post: 1257357, member: 6588"] Episode 37 The Final Update “Gerhardt, Gerhardt! Can you hear me?” E’lissar nudged the fighter roughly. “Who’s there?” Gerhardt slurred. He raised his head from the table and a great line of drool trailed from his chin to a puddle where his head had rest. “Your purse is gone,” E’lissar commented looking at the cut strings dangling from Gerhardt’s belt. “No matter. There’s more.” Gerhardt lowered his head once again. “Tell me, where are the others,” E’lissar shook Gerhardt trying to get a response. “”orrible, jes’ ‘orrible,” Gerhardt whimpered and put his head down again. “Please, where is Quarion? Answer this one query and you may nap in peace,” the frustration of the moment was creeping into E’lissar’s voice. Gerhardt moaned something and was fast asleep. ….. E’lissar moved to Luka AlQueme’s door gingerly, and knocked quietly. “Come back in the morning,” came Luka’s response from inside. “It is I, E’lissar. I am seeking Hilde and Gjord. Do you know of their whereabouts?” The door opened a crack and Luka peeked around in a night shirt and a long night cap. “How would I know? Are they missing?” “I can only find Gerhardt and he is drunk.” “Allow me to fetch a tonic and get dressed,” Luka opened the door wide and motioned for E’lissar to enter. Luka came back down in short order carrying a vial. “What is that?” E’lissar asked. “Something to coax some answers out of our friend, Gerhardt,” Luka answered. He yawned and stretched and said, “Let us go, the Magnificent Luka AlQueme must return to his slumber soon.” ….. “Drink this,” E’lissar commanded. Gerhardt clumsily quaffed the vial and half choked as the liquid slid down his throat. Immediately, his eyes enlivened and in half shock he drew back from the pair. “Where is Hilde?” E’lissar asked patiently. “Gone, dead and for good,” Gerhardt’s eyes misted over. E’lissar sat down heavily in a chair next to the fighter and Luka covered his mouth with his hand. “What happened?” E’lissar finally managed after a lengthy silence. “There were too many…” Gerhardt started. “From the beginning,” Luka demanded gently. “Very well,” Gerhardt drank deeply from his warm ale. “It all started as a call for help from pointy-ear types. I should have known that was trouble. Quarion received a message from a relative that his daughter had been kidnapped and he needed help right away. Like fools we agreed to go along. Hey, where is Ranin?” Quarion asked interrupting himself. “He has a spiritual experience in the Hunt. We may not see him for some time. Please continue and try to focus.” E’lissar patted Gerhardt on the shoulder. “So, we met this pointy-eared type who said his daughter had been stolen by some large humanoids. He had no real money, but said the lord of the area had offered 500 gold for the head of the brigand leader. That was enough, and so off we went trailing the humanoids. The trail was easy to find and led to a cave in the side of the hills. We approached and found a set of large iron doors. While we contemplated how we were going to enter three huge Bugbears burst forth. We killed ‘em, but it was tough and quite a bit of healing magic was used up in the process. So, we went in and found a small chamber where one of the brutes was sleeping. We killed him and found a bit of coin for our efforts. So Quarion moves ahead and scouts. He finds another set of doors and tells us to get ready. The door opens to a huge chamber lit by two large bonfires. There were at least twenty Bugbears and so I say, ‘Let’s run!’, but in goes Quarion. Gjord follows and then Hilde. Well then, I have no choice I go in too. Things were not going great, but we were making some progress. Suddenly, I spy the biggest Ogre I have ever seen coming up from behind us. He has a huge dark club and it comes crashing down on Quarion’s skull. Quarion’s head split like a melon, spraying his gray noodle everywhere – black tendrils sprouted out of his body and his corpse looked like it had been burned in a great fire. I shouted at the others and we began to leave. Gjord had to fight his way through a couple of Bugbears. Hilde stopped to heal him and we made a fighting exit. The Bugbears and the Ogre kept coming. We could not drink healing potions fast enough. Gjord and I stood toe to toe with the Ogre so Hilde could escape. We managed to work our way through the original iron doors and bar them.” “So then you left?” Luka asked. “No, although that was the course I urged. Gjord scouted around for a backdoor and Hilde spent her remaining spells healing us. We were talking about where to camp and suddenly the Ogre and a half dozen Bugbears appeared before us! The bastards had teleported in. We were stuck in with no real healing magic or hope for escape. Gjord and I concentrated on the Ogre and we had him fairly wounded. That great club came down again and smashed into Gjord. His spine was snapped. He looked like a fighting dummy cut in twain by a great axe. The same dark tendrils sprouted from around him and in seconds he looked like a burnt husk. I retreated from one side and could not see where Hilde was.She had already retreated, but the Bugbears where hot on her trail and she could not lose them. The ogre did not pursue me. I assume he was too badly wounded to press his advantage. As I recovered and tried to work my way around to Hilde, I saw her fall.” Gerhardt stopped and took another deep draft from his ale cup. “Are you sure they killed her?” E’lissar asked. “I am sure,” Gerhardt answered grimly. “They cut her to pieces and then began fighting over her like wolves on a deer. Her body was shredded and they began to eat parts of her right there, before dragging the remnants back to the cave.” “I will go with you. We will avenge this loss,” E’lissar offered. “No, no more pointy-eared types for me. Your whole race can die as far as I’m concerned. I plan on sitting here and drinking the rest of my days. I have a few thousand gold saved up and I figure my liver will give up long before my money does.” “That’s it then?” E’lissar asked. “We’re done?” “Aye,” Gerhardt answered and a glazed look returned to his eyes. The fighter set his head back down on the table. “The sobering elixir has worn off,” Luka noted. The pair left the inn, alone in their thoughts and sadly walked away to another life. The End. [/QUOTE]
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