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<blockquote data-quote="Sic_Pixie" data-source="post: 6027543" data-attributes="member: 52403"><p><strong>I Love Gold!!! Greed is a great motivator.</strong></p><p></p><p>Through the doorway is a human wearing more gold than the party has seen in their lifetime. Wielding a trident which looks to have been fashioned from gold and an impressive headdress again gold and formed in the likeness of a giant fish its mouth gaping open. The party all think they want the headdress as Sayuri, Pringle and Nashkar drool over the artistic piece of priceless ornamentation. However the current owner of this item is less than willing to give it all up and initiates discussions on ownership with some offensive magic. He has already had time to prepare as the group was like an approaching avalanche as they ascended the stairs. </p><p></p><p>Grembor opens noting that this important looking evil unholy person is preparing to cast slides into the room positioning himself in one corner and hits him with an arrow which glances off his shoulder armor leaving a bruise. The high priest turns towards Grembor grinning insanely as he drops a wall of spinning and slashing blades separating himself from Grembor as it extends through the doorway causing Sayuri to leap into the room to avoid its deadly effects. This however has the added side effect of leaving Sayuri and the high priest in the same room only a foot or two apart. Her eyes wander over his body absorbing the mass of potential loot and a greedy grin appears upon her attractive face. Sayuri casts carefully considering the closeness of her foe and unleashes a bolt of lightning point blank into the high priests face; he takes the full force of the spell and grits his teeth as it rips through him. Zordlan looks at the wall of blades before him and pulls out his bow and fires off a pair of arrows one is chewed up by the wall of blades but the other strikes the priest high in his leg bouncing off his armor. Pringle summons some energy and surrounds himself in some armor. Nashkar stumps up to the top of the stairs behind Zordlan and looks around and decides that he is not walking through that. </p><p></p><p>Grembor fires several arrows through the wall; some of which are chewed up by the spinning and twirling blades while the others make it through to hit the priest. In response he casts a quick spell and covers his hand in a black swirling energy; reaching out to touch Sayuri he runs his fingers down her cheek. Sayuri shudders in response as the fell energies course through her but she resists the majority of the effects and glares at him in response. She again summons her lightning and fires it into him point blank which again he fails to avoid as he takes the brunt of the damage in his chest. Zordlan looks at the wall of blades before him and sighs in resignation before steeling himself; dropping his bow and charging through it; he emerges on the other side battered torn and cut but still alive. He draws his sword and gets ready to attack the upstart priest. Pringle looks at the spell effect before him and shakes his head as the crazy elf runs through the wall; he takes out some expensive diamond dust and sprinkles it over himself making his flesh harden and glitter like stone. Nashkar Channels some energy to heal everyone up a little.</p><p></p><p>More arrows burst through the wall from Grembor’s bow impacting upon the gold adorned figure of the high priest; in response he calls down a hail of ice covering the area with a slick slippery surface which hamper any movement and bludgeoning the party with the solid ice. He is looking more desperate now as the full plate wearing elf is getting too close; he had hoped the ice spell would reduce him to his knees after passing through his wall of blades. Alas for him our Zordlan is made of sterner stuff than that. Sayuri fires off a torrent of force missiles each of them impacting upon his head and shoulders with jaw breaking force while Zordlan slashes him across his chest with his blade causing some bloody rents in his armor. Pringle decides against running into battle through the wall of blades and sits back to observe the proceedings. Nashkar again channels energy through the party of which Zordlan is heavily in need of as it takes him from the point of collapse to a point where he only wants to collapse.</p><p></p><p>The high priest sees the end in near in the form of three burning arrows speeding towards his chest from Grembor who is shooting him from the other side of the barrier; each arrow strikes true knocking him back against the wall as he sinks to his knees his eyes glazing over. Sayuri before the body could even hit the ground grasps hold of his golden helm in both hands in glee wondering how much it would be worth and how it would look on her head. However as soon as the helm clears the priests head the head explodes sending brain and skull matter splattering over Sayuri and Zordlan. They both stagger back as a writhing mass of tentacles erupt from the now headless corpse and whip at them. Sayrui is immediately caught in their grasp and they tightly squeeze her chest as she feels a rib or two snap under the unbelievable pressure but she still keeps hold of the gold helm; Zordlan however is almost as surprised as one of the high priests hand smacks his across the jaw with tremendous force as he sees stars before his eyes before he shakes his head to clear the fogginess of impending unconsciousness. Grembor feels his sanity draining away as he looks upon the horrific visage before him however everyone else seems to be immune to the mind shattering implications. </p><p></p><p>Pringle with his protections in place runs through the spinning blades of the spell and into the room, thankfully his spell takes much of the damage; he is awarded with the sight of Sayuri being lifted off her feet by a mass of writhing tentacles that have somehow erupted from the body of the high priest. Pringle feels a twinge at the base of his skull as if something there moved in sympathy to the abomination. He staggers out of the spell his mind analyzing the creature before him without actually registering the horror of it; Pringle is becoming more and more mentally in line with the creature than with his companions. Nashkar standing on the other side of the wall of spinning blades tries firing a spell through the blades but the beam of light is deflected by the barrier and does not affect the aberration. However the creature is just one opponent, a tough one with many resistances but just a creature and it is soon brought down low by arrows, swords and spells from the party and it ruptures into four sluglike creatures which makes Pringle scream as they swiftly slither from the room. Sayuri requires some serious healing to remain alive and Zordlan had several shades of bruising all over his body from the assault of the creature’s fists but these are soon alleviated by Nashkar’s healing.</p><p></p><p>Sayuri is still holding tightly to the golden circlet and gifts it to Nashkar for healing her; Pringle goes off in a sulk as he wanted the fine piece of fish gold to wear on his head. Grembor searches the rooms and discovers a little treasure but nothing of any true worth apart from a gold trident, the gold headpiece and a strange looking golden magical talisman which radiates almost negligible conjuration magic. The rest is just gold and not magical in nature.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sic_Pixie, post: 6027543, member: 52403"] [b]I Love Gold!!! Greed is a great motivator.[/b] Through the doorway is a human wearing more gold than the party has seen in their lifetime. Wielding a trident which looks to have been fashioned from gold and an impressive headdress again gold and formed in the likeness of a giant fish its mouth gaping open. The party all think they want the headdress as Sayuri, Pringle and Nashkar drool over the artistic piece of priceless ornamentation. However the current owner of this item is less than willing to give it all up and initiates discussions on ownership with some offensive magic. He has already had time to prepare as the group was like an approaching avalanche as they ascended the stairs. Grembor opens noting that this important looking evil unholy person is preparing to cast slides into the room positioning himself in one corner and hits him with an arrow which glances off his shoulder armor leaving a bruise. The high priest turns towards Grembor grinning insanely as he drops a wall of spinning and slashing blades separating himself from Grembor as it extends through the doorway causing Sayuri to leap into the room to avoid its deadly effects. This however has the added side effect of leaving Sayuri and the high priest in the same room only a foot or two apart. Her eyes wander over his body absorbing the mass of potential loot and a greedy grin appears upon her attractive face. Sayuri casts carefully considering the closeness of her foe and unleashes a bolt of lightning point blank into the high priests face; he takes the full force of the spell and grits his teeth as it rips through him. Zordlan looks at the wall of blades before him and pulls out his bow and fires off a pair of arrows one is chewed up by the wall of blades but the other strikes the priest high in his leg bouncing off his armor. Pringle summons some energy and surrounds himself in some armor. Nashkar stumps up to the top of the stairs behind Zordlan and looks around and decides that he is not walking through that. Grembor fires several arrows through the wall; some of which are chewed up by the spinning and twirling blades while the others make it through to hit the priest. In response he casts a quick spell and covers his hand in a black swirling energy; reaching out to touch Sayuri he runs his fingers down her cheek. Sayuri shudders in response as the fell energies course through her but she resists the majority of the effects and glares at him in response. She again summons her lightning and fires it into him point blank which again he fails to avoid as he takes the brunt of the damage in his chest. Zordlan looks at the wall of blades before him and sighs in resignation before steeling himself; dropping his bow and charging through it; he emerges on the other side battered torn and cut but still alive. He draws his sword and gets ready to attack the upstart priest. Pringle looks at the spell effect before him and shakes his head as the crazy elf runs through the wall; he takes out some expensive diamond dust and sprinkles it over himself making his flesh harden and glitter like stone. Nashkar Channels some energy to heal everyone up a little. More arrows burst through the wall from Grembor’s bow impacting upon the gold adorned figure of the high priest; in response he calls down a hail of ice covering the area with a slick slippery surface which hamper any movement and bludgeoning the party with the solid ice. He is looking more desperate now as the full plate wearing elf is getting too close; he had hoped the ice spell would reduce him to his knees after passing through his wall of blades. Alas for him our Zordlan is made of sterner stuff than that. Sayuri fires off a torrent of force missiles each of them impacting upon his head and shoulders with jaw breaking force while Zordlan slashes him across his chest with his blade causing some bloody rents in his armor. Pringle decides against running into battle through the wall of blades and sits back to observe the proceedings. Nashkar again channels energy through the party of which Zordlan is heavily in need of as it takes him from the point of collapse to a point where he only wants to collapse. The high priest sees the end in near in the form of three burning arrows speeding towards his chest from Grembor who is shooting him from the other side of the barrier; each arrow strikes true knocking him back against the wall as he sinks to his knees his eyes glazing over. Sayuri before the body could even hit the ground grasps hold of his golden helm in both hands in glee wondering how much it would be worth and how it would look on her head. However as soon as the helm clears the priests head the head explodes sending brain and skull matter splattering over Sayuri and Zordlan. They both stagger back as a writhing mass of tentacles erupt from the now headless corpse and whip at them. Sayrui is immediately caught in their grasp and they tightly squeeze her chest as she feels a rib or two snap under the unbelievable pressure but she still keeps hold of the gold helm; Zordlan however is almost as surprised as one of the high priests hand smacks his across the jaw with tremendous force as he sees stars before his eyes before he shakes his head to clear the fogginess of impending unconsciousness. Grembor feels his sanity draining away as he looks upon the horrific visage before him however everyone else seems to be immune to the mind shattering implications. Pringle with his protections in place runs through the spinning blades of the spell and into the room, thankfully his spell takes much of the damage; he is awarded with the sight of Sayuri being lifted off her feet by a mass of writhing tentacles that have somehow erupted from the body of the high priest. Pringle feels a twinge at the base of his skull as if something there moved in sympathy to the abomination. He staggers out of the spell his mind analyzing the creature before him without actually registering the horror of it; Pringle is becoming more and more mentally in line with the creature than with his companions. Nashkar standing on the other side of the wall of spinning blades tries firing a spell through the blades but the beam of light is deflected by the barrier and does not affect the aberration. However the creature is just one opponent, a tough one with many resistances but just a creature and it is soon brought down low by arrows, swords and spells from the party and it ruptures into four sluglike creatures which makes Pringle scream as they swiftly slither from the room. Sayuri requires some serious healing to remain alive and Zordlan had several shades of bruising all over his body from the assault of the creature’s fists but these are soon alleviated by Nashkar’s healing. Sayuri is still holding tightly to the golden circlet and gifts it to Nashkar for healing her; Pringle goes off in a sulk as he wanted the fine piece of fish gold to wear on his head. Grembor searches the rooms and discovers a little treasure but nothing of any true worth apart from a gold trident, the gold headpiece and a strange looking golden magical talisman which radiates almost negligible conjuration magic. The rest is just gold and not magical in nature. [/QUOTE]
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