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<blockquote data-quote="pogre" data-source="post: 927875" data-attributes="member: 6588"><p><strong>Episode 44</strong></p><p></p><p>Episode 44</p><p></p><p>“Why have you come for a visit?” Graywyr asked the trespassers.</p><p></p><p>Bridget started quiver and said, “Graywyr, I’m afraid we were here to take something from you.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh, what was that?” Graywyr asked.</p><p></p><p>“We were sent to reclaim the Lenses of Vorbifare,” Shannon answered.</p><p></p><p>“Reclaim that is an interesting term for stealing,” Graywyr laughed. “Who sent you? Ladrophos perhaps?”</p><p></p><p>“The same,” Johann answered. “He had a valid registration from the Inquisitors in Hemmerschneg.”</p><p></p><p>“Oh I’m sure,” Graywyr replied. “He probably did not mention that I bought the lenses from him some time ago for the sum of 18,000 gold did he?”</p><p></p><p>“I certainly don’t recall that,” Quint quipped.</p><p></p><p>“You see this,” the wizard snapped his fingers and was holding a vial of black substance aloft. “Do you know what this is?”</p><p></p><p>The adventurers looked at each other and all gave a shrug indicating they did not know.</p><p></p><p>“This resin is the drug that Ladrophos is addicted to and it has driven him to the bottom. It is the reason he has sent you here for the lenses, because he needs the money. He thinks if he reclaims the lenses, and still has the registration from the Inquisitors, they will come to his aid when he tries to resell it and I object. I do not care about registrations, and I categorically deny the Inquisitors authority over my person or my magic,” the wizard was obviously agitated. His face had reddened and a small blue vein in his forehead had began to thump out a bit. “You were duped my friends and have aggrieved me.”</p><p></p><p>“True enough,” Johann answered. He already knew he liked Graywyr, but his railing against the Inquisitors’ authority only endeared him more to the old man. “We must make amends for our error old friend. How can we make it up to you?”</p><p></p><p>“I think you can help me in a way that is mutually beneficial to us both,” Graywyr began. “As you know, I have two great passions: unusual magical trinkets like the lenses and magical spells. I have discovered the possibility of the existence of a forgotten spell from a forgotten people.”</p><p></p><p>“And you wish for us to retrieve the spell,” Bridget interrupted.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, I do, but we will cover that in a moment. There is a place called the Eternal Valley,” Graywyr began.</p><p></p><p>“The Necropolis of the northern kings?” Quint asked.</p><p></p><p>“Yes Quint,” Graywyr answered. “One of the Northern kings was responsible for their downfall, a ruler named Romenthrok. Romenthrok was absorbed with the hereafter and began building a tomb in the valley. His every waking hour was consumed with the project and he turned over much of the ruling of the empire to his viscount. Naturally, his viscount began plotting to take over the crown and hired midwifes to insure that no child of Romenthrok survived.</p><p></p><p>Romenthrok ignored the viscount’s mechanizations; he only cared about his tomb. Finally when the empire’s lesser rulers began to rebel and Romenthrok did not respond, the viscount had him poisoned. What happened next is not clear. Many have supposed through the ages that Romenthrok was not interred in his tomb. That the tomb was used later by the weak King Wext towards the end of the empire. </p><p></p><p>My research indicates this is not the case. The tomb was used by Romenthrok, and although most of the valuables were removed by his former viscount, he was laid to rest there. One thing that could not be removed from the tomb was a spell of protection. The charm of everlasting rest, it is still somewhere within the tomb.”</p><p></p><p>“How do we find the tomb?” Bridget asked.</p><p></p><p>“I believe there are clues to its locations in other tombs in the valley,” Graywyr answered. “Tomorrow I shall take you there and you will find the spell. To show you there are no hard feelings, I shall even pay you.”</p><p></p><p>“There is no need,” Johann stated. “It is we that owe you the debt.”</p><p></p><p>“Please, allow me to be generous,” Graywyr said. “How much was that drug addict Ladrophos paying you?”</p><p></p><p>“Five hundred each,” Quint answered.</p><p></p><p>“Well, you shall earn the same fee when you find the spell,” Graywyr stated.</p><p></p><p>“Oh you are too generous,” Bridget protested.</p><p></p><p>“What’s a few coins between friends,” Graywyr warmly said smiling. “Tonight you need to get some sleep. Go to the guest bedrooms downstairs and make yourselves comfortable. Oh and I have to fix the damage to Harold, please don’t kill him again.” Graywyr pointed to the stitched together humanoid the party had earlier dispatched.</p><p></p><p>The group thanked Graywyr again and went downstairs to retire.</p><p></p><p>The next morning a loud knocking at their respective doors awakened the adventurers. It was Harold the Golem who informed them that was breakfast was served. Graywyr was waiting for them when they reached the dining hall.</p><p></p><p>Following a large breakfast Graywyr handed them a medallion with a line down the middle. This is a medallion of calling. When you find the spell you may break it in half and I will come to bring you back. Be forewarned, if you do not have the spell when you call me I will leave you there.</p><p></p><p>The group went upstairs where Graywyr instructed them to all hold hands. In a flash they found themselves in a desert canyon. “Good luck,” the wizard said and snapped his fingers and in a flash he was gone again.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0811_into_the_valley_th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /> </p><p><a href="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0811_into_the_valley.jpg" target="_blank">Into the valley.</a></p><p></p><p>“Well, here we are,” Bridget announced.</p><p></p><p>“The Necropolis lies to the South,” Quint stated.</p><p></p><p>A brisk wind howled through the canyon dust stinging the skin of the adventurers. Visibility was less than 50 feet and the adventurers had to speak loudly to be heard. Finally, the canyon widened and the adventurers could see a number of ruins ahead.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0812_the_necropolis_th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /> </p><p><a href="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0812_the_necropolis.jpg" target="_blank">The party enters the Necropolis.</a></p><p></p><p>The adventurers began poking around. “There are tombs on the slopes surrounding us. This must be where the builders stayed,” Shannon stated.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0813_more_necropolis_th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /> </p><p><a href="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0813_more_necropolis.jpg" target="_blank">The Necropolis.</a></p><p></p><p>“I sense we are not alone here,” Shannon stated.</p><p></p><p>“Well, pick a tomb. Let’s get started,” Johann said.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0814_into_the_ruins_th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /> </p><p><a href="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0814_into_the_ruins.jpg" target="_blank">Deciding on which tomb to check.</a></p><p></p><p>“Go to the closest one,” Quint suggested and began walking west towards a dark entrance.</p><p></p><p>“I need to say a quick prayer. I am uneasy,” Shannon said.</p><p></p><p>“I shall pray too,” Bridget added.</p><p></p><p>“Great, let’s have a damn revival,” Johann protested. </p><p></p><p>A short time later the clerics rose and appeared ready to go. Quint led on to the tomb’s entrance. There were two large statues to either side of the tomb's entrance. Both represented some giant cats standing at attention in an awkward position with their tails circling their lower feet. An arch expanded between the two giant cats carved in stone and revealed a broken doorway leading down into the tomb below.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0815_into_the_tomb_th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /> </p><p><a href="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0815_into_the_tomb.jpg" target="_blank">Into the tomb.</a></p><p></p><p>The tomb was covered in drawing and paintings, all of which had been heavily defaced.</p><p></p><p>Johann moved slowly to the lead. He suddenly stopped.</p><p></p><p>“What’s wrong?” Quint asked.</p><p></p><p>“I’m caught in something,” Johann answered.</p><p></p><p>What he was caught in became obvious as a huge spider lowered itself to see what it’s web had snared.</p><p></p><p><img src="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0816_spider_attack_th.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " style="" /> </p><p><a href="http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0816_spider_attack.jpg" target="_blank">Into the tomb.</a></p><p></p><p>to be continued…</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="pogre, post: 927875, member: 6588"] [b]Episode 44[/b] Episode 44 “Why have you come for a visit?” Graywyr asked the trespassers. Bridget started quiver and said, “Graywyr, I’m afraid we were here to take something from you.” “Oh, what was that?” Graywyr asked. “We were sent to reclaim the Lenses of Vorbifare,” Shannon answered. “Reclaim that is an interesting term for stealing,” Graywyr laughed. “Who sent you? Ladrophos perhaps?” “The same,” Johann answered. “He had a valid registration from the Inquisitors in Hemmerschneg.” “Oh I’m sure,” Graywyr replied. “He probably did not mention that I bought the lenses from him some time ago for the sum of 18,000 gold did he?” “I certainly don’t recall that,” Quint quipped. “You see this,” the wizard snapped his fingers and was holding a vial of black substance aloft. “Do you know what this is?” The adventurers looked at each other and all gave a shrug indicating they did not know. “This resin is the drug that Ladrophos is addicted to and it has driven him to the bottom. It is the reason he has sent you here for the lenses, because he needs the money. He thinks if he reclaims the lenses, and still has the registration from the Inquisitors, they will come to his aid when he tries to resell it and I object. I do not care about registrations, and I categorically deny the Inquisitors authority over my person or my magic,” the wizard was obviously agitated. His face had reddened and a small blue vein in his forehead had began to thump out a bit. “You were duped my friends and have aggrieved me.” “True enough,” Johann answered. He already knew he liked Graywyr, but his railing against the Inquisitors’ authority only endeared him more to the old man. “We must make amends for our error old friend. How can we make it up to you?” “I think you can help me in a way that is mutually beneficial to us both,” Graywyr began. “As you know, I have two great passions: unusual magical trinkets like the lenses and magical spells. I have discovered the possibility of the existence of a forgotten spell from a forgotten people.” “And you wish for us to retrieve the spell,” Bridget interrupted. “Yes, I do, but we will cover that in a moment. There is a place called the Eternal Valley,” Graywyr began. “The Necropolis of the northern kings?” Quint asked. “Yes Quint,” Graywyr answered. “One of the Northern kings was responsible for their downfall, a ruler named Romenthrok. Romenthrok was absorbed with the hereafter and began building a tomb in the valley. His every waking hour was consumed with the project and he turned over much of the ruling of the empire to his viscount. Naturally, his viscount began plotting to take over the crown and hired midwifes to insure that no child of Romenthrok survived. Romenthrok ignored the viscount’s mechanizations; he only cared about his tomb. Finally when the empire’s lesser rulers began to rebel and Romenthrok did not respond, the viscount had him poisoned. What happened next is not clear. Many have supposed through the ages that Romenthrok was not interred in his tomb. That the tomb was used later by the weak King Wext towards the end of the empire. My research indicates this is not the case. The tomb was used by Romenthrok, and although most of the valuables were removed by his former viscount, he was laid to rest there. One thing that could not be removed from the tomb was a spell of protection. The charm of everlasting rest, it is still somewhere within the tomb.” “How do we find the tomb?” Bridget asked. “I believe there are clues to its locations in other tombs in the valley,” Graywyr answered. “Tomorrow I shall take you there and you will find the spell. To show you there are no hard feelings, I shall even pay you.” “There is no need,” Johann stated. “It is we that owe you the debt.” “Please, allow me to be generous,” Graywyr said. “How much was that drug addict Ladrophos paying you?” “Five hundred each,” Quint answered. “Well, you shall earn the same fee when you find the spell,” Graywyr stated. “Oh you are too generous,” Bridget protested. “What’s a few coins between friends,” Graywyr warmly said smiling. “Tonight you need to get some sleep. Go to the guest bedrooms downstairs and make yourselves comfortable. Oh and I have to fix the damage to Harold, please don’t kill him again.” Graywyr pointed to the stitched together humanoid the party had earlier dispatched. The group thanked Graywyr again and went downstairs to retire. The next morning a loud knocking at their respective doors awakened the adventurers. It was Harold the Golem who informed them that was breakfast was served. Graywyr was waiting for them when they reached the dining hall. Following a large breakfast Graywyr handed them a medallion with a line down the middle. This is a medallion of calling. When you find the spell you may break it in half and I will come to bring you back. Be forewarned, if you do not have the spell when you call me I will leave you there. The group went upstairs where Graywyr instructed them to all hold hands. In a flash they found themselves in a desert canyon. “Good luck,” the wizard said and snapped his fingers and in a flash he was gone again. [IMG]http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0811_into_the_valley_th.jpg [/IMG] [URL=http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0811_into_the_valley.jpg]Into the valley.[/URL] “Well, here we are,” Bridget announced. “The Necropolis lies to the South,” Quint stated. A brisk wind howled through the canyon dust stinging the skin of the adventurers. Visibility was less than 50 feet and the adventurers had to speak loudly to be heard. Finally, the canyon widened and the adventurers could see a number of ruins ahead. [IMG]http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0812_the_necropolis_th.jpg[/IMG] [URL=http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0812_the_necropolis.jpg]The party enters the Necropolis.[/URL] The adventurers began poking around. “There are tombs on the slopes surrounding us. This must be where the builders stayed,” Shannon stated. [IMG]http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0813_more_necropolis_th.jpg[/IMG] [URL=http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0813_more_necropolis.jpg]The Necropolis.[/URL] “I sense we are not alone here,” Shannon stated. “Well, pick a tomb. Let’s get started,” Johann said. [IMG]http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0814_into_the_ruins_th.jpg[/IMG] [URL=http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0814_into_the_ruins.jpg]Deciding on which tomb to check.[/URL] “Go to the closest one,” Quint suggested and began walking west towards a dark entrance. “I need to say a quick prayer. I am uneasy,” Shannon said. “I shall pray too,” Bridget added. “Great, let’s have a damn revival,” Johann protested. A short time later the clerics rose and appeared ready to go. Quint led on to the tomb’s entrance. There were two large statues to either side of the tomb's entrance. Both represented some giant cats standing at attention in an awkward position with their tails circling their lower feet. An arch expanded between the two giant cats carved in stone and revealed a broken doorway leading down into the tomb below. [IMG]http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0815_into_the_tomb_th.jpg [/IMG] [URL=http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0815_into_the_tomb.jpg]Into the tomb.[/URL] The tomb was covered in drawing and paintings, all of which had been heavily defaced. Johann moved slowly to the lead. He suddenly stopped. “What’s wrong?” Quint asked. “I’m caught in something,” Johann answered. What he was caught in became obvious as a huge spider lowered itself to see what it’s web had snared. [IMG]http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0816_spider_attack_th.jpg[/IMG] [URL=http://www.divinebattlelust.com/story_hour/0816_spider_attack.jpg]Into the tomb.[/URL] to be continued… [/QUOTE]
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