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<blockquote data-quote="Haraash Saan" data-source="post: 5208154" data-attributes="member: 46615"><p><span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Morgan pulled a torch from its bracket and we ventured into the room. The monk had been incorrect, it was not a large chamber at all, it was massive! We walked for a few hours, curious as to what purpose the massive cavern had, along the wall edge before finally seeing daylight ahead of us. It came from a cave mouth that sat a hundred feet above the great forest that spanned from Halfast all the way to Montfort and beyond. Moxadder muttered another charm and proclaimed that he would explore the outside of the cave. Standing at the edge of its mouth, he simply placed one hand on the outer wall of the hill that we were within and began to climb up its sheer face. I had seen him do this only once before, when we had been in the palace fighting the ghost of General Narblec.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Zhontell, not to be outdone, used more natural means to achieve the same result. Whilst I saw no benefit of a second climber, it seemed he wished to prove a point.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Before long the two returned saying that we had come through the hill that the Hutenkaman temple stood in front of and that, obviously, the land sloped away quite steeply into the forest.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Argonne, who had been quiet throughout our journey through the caves finally spoke, “I feel nature callin’ me. I must go.”</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“What do you mean?” inquired Morgan curiously.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“I mean that I have to leave. Now. Don’t know when I’ll be back, but I’ll find you.” As the woodsman said this he stepped from the cave mouth.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Horrified we crowded the lip of the cave mouth and stared as he fell, cloak whipping about him. As we watched he thrust his arms out, and from them sprouted long feathers. His body also transformed, into that of a sleek and powerful eagle. His final he threw his head back to reveal that he now resembled a hook beaked eagle. His wings pushed once against the air rushing past him and suddenly he soared up and flew above us. With a farewell screech he disappeared into the sky and out of our sight. And so it was that the second of my companions had departed in the space of two days.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Saddened by his sudden an unexplained exit we returned our attention to the cave. It had been a frustrating experience so far. We had only been able to search one wall as the other was too far to be seen by our torchlight. Annoyed and angered at the situation I whipped out Eldritch Light, and tangible tool for the destruction that I wished to cause, and yelled, “I wish we had more light!”</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">As if in response to my command the blade of the sword began to glow, emitting a bright, powerful light. It was much stronger than that given by a torch and it allowed me to walk along the center of the chamber and see both of the side walls. So that is why Rumscully Jack’s sword was called ‘Eldritch Light’, it provided a magical light source. All this time I had thought it just a name of fancy.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Perhaps half way through our return journey we came across a mound of rocks that appeared to be piled in the center of the room. The mound was perhaps wider than four men laying head to toe, just as high, and at least fifty feet in length.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">There was no evidence of a cave in as the ceiling was still whole. It was a curiosity that Moxadder and I wished to investigate further. However hard labour was what was required to move the rocks, and hard labour and I do not walk the same path. It was then that I recalled a magical summoning in a book that I had read in Leathes Abbey. Concentrating I recalled the words of the spell and somehow, managed to summon two man-at-arms! I dubbed these dutiful servants Pierre and Michel and put them to the task of removing the rock pile. I wished to see what, if anything, it buried.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">After half an hours digging they had not uncovered anything but more rocks, and Morgan was frustrated by their lack of progress. “We should go!” he said angrily, “We have been away too long and are achieving nothing!”</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I had no chance to reply, because Pierre cried out, “Sir! We have found something!” And they had indeed, and I could not help myself looking at Morgan and smiling smugly.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">In the large hole that they had created was a solid stone monolith. Further digging revealed that the monolith was detailed with what appeared to be scales.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Whilst my interested was piqued Zhontell took this discovery somewhat differently. “We should go, now!” He said, rising panic evident in his tone. </span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“What? Why?” I asked incredulously.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Because I have seen this in my dreams.” He replied.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">We all looked at him quizzically and thought the same thing; “Dreams mean nothing.”</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Reading our skepticism he continued, “I had a dream the night before we left Guerney City. I was in a dark tunnel and in it was a gigantic beast. I knew it would kill me. This is that beast!” He said, obviously frightened at the premonition of his death.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“This my friend,” I said in a measured tone as I tried to calm myself from the rising anger within me, “is just a big carved rock. It is not alive and it will not kill you. Shall we get back to work?” </span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">But he would have none of it. He was near panic and was demanding that he leave at once.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Annoyed and angry at his silliness I snapped at him, “Fine! Leave brave adventurer. Flee the stone. Be a coward!” I spat viciously.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">I had shamed him and he would say no more, but he did stay with us.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Another hour or so of moving rocks and we had unearthed what I can only describe as the head of a massive lizard. Its teeth were longer than my legs. While quite impressively detailed, it was in no way alive, despite Zhontell’s fears. It was a monumental carving of a beast, perhaps the very Beast that the Hutenkamans awaited the return of. </span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">My sword hand and my upper forearm both suddenly felt very hot, and I realized that Nifus Nex and Ssaruss Ssni had stirred.</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">“Ssir Gerard.” Hissed Ninfus Nex excitedly, “You have uncovered one of uss!”</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="font-family: 'Arial'">Puzzled, I prompted him to go on and he revealed some most startling information.</span></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Haraash Saan, post: 5208154, member: 46615"] [FONT=Arial]Morgan pulled a torch from its bracket and we ventured into the room. The monk had been incorrect, it was not a large chamber at all, it was massive! We walked for a few hours, curious as to what purpose the massive cavern had, along the wall edge before finally seeing daylight ahead of us. It came from a cave mouth that sat a hundred feet above the great forest that spanned from Halfast all the way to Montfort and beyond. Moxadder muttered another charm and proclaimed that he would explore the outside of the cave. Standing at the edge of its mouth, he simply placed one hand on the outer wall of the hill that we were within and began to climb up its sheer face. I had seen him do this only once before, when we had been in the palace fighting the ghost of General Narblec.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Zhontell, not to be outdone, used more natural means to achieve the same result. Whilst I saw no benefit of a second climber, it seemed he wished to prove a point.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Before long the two returned saying that we had come through the hill that the Hutenkaman temple stood in front of and that, obviously, the land sloped away quite steeply into the forest.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Argonne, who had been quiet throughout our journey through the caves finally spoke, “I feel nature callin’ me. I must go.”[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]“What do you mean?” inquired Morgan curiously.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]“I mean that I have to leave. Now. Don’t know when I’ll be back, but I’ll find you.” As the woodsman said this he stepped from the cave mouth.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Horrified we crowded the lip of the cave mouth and stared as he fell, cloak whipping about him. As we watched he thrust his arms out, and from them sprouted long feathers. His body also transformed, into that of a sleek and powerful eagle. His final he threw his head back to reveal that he now resembled a hook beaked eagle. His wings pushed once against the air rushing past him and suddenly he soared up and flew above us. With a farewell screech he disappeared into the sky and out of our sight. And so it was that the second of my companions had departed in the space of two days.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Saddened by his sudden an unexplained exit we returned our attention to the cave. It had been a frustrating experience so far. We had only been able to search one wall as the other was too far to be seen by our torchlight. Annoyed and angered at the situation I whipped out Eldritch Light, and tangible tool for the destruction that I wished to cause, and yelled, “I wish we had more light!”[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]As if in response to my command the blade of the sword began to glow, emitting a bright, powerful light. It was much stronger than that given by a torch and it allowed me to walk along the center of the chamber and see both of the side walls. So that is why Rumscully Jack’s sword was called ‘Eldritch Light’, it provided a magical light source. All this time I had thought it just a name of fancy.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Perhaps half way through our return journey we came across a mound of rocks that appeared to be piled in the center of the room. The mound was perhaps wider than four men laying head to toe, just as high, and at least fifty feet in length.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]There was no evidence of a cave in as the ceiling was still whole. It was a curiosity that Moxadder and I wished to investigate further. However hard labour was what was required to move the rocks, and hard labour and I do not walk the same path. It was then that I recalled a magical summoning in a book that I had read in Leathes Abbey. Concentrating I recalled the words of the spell and somehow, managed to summon two man-at-arms! I dubbed these dutiful servants Pierre and Michel and put them to the task of removing the rock pile. I wished to see what, if anything, it buried.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]After half an hours digging they had not uncovered anything but more rocks, and Morgan was frustrated by their lack of progress. “We should go!” he said angrily, “We have been away too long and are achieving nothing!”[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]I had no chance to reply, because Pierre cried out, “Sir! We have found something!” And they had indeed, and I could not help myself looking at Morgan and smiling smugly.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]In the large hole that they had created was a solid stone monolith. Further digging revealed that the monolith was detailed with what appeared to be scales.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Whilst my interested was piqued Zhontell took this discovery somewhat differently. “We should go, now!” He said, rising panic evident in his tone. [/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]“What? Why?” I asked incredulously.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]“Because I have seen this in my dreams.” He replied.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]We all looked at him quizzically and thought the same thing; “Dreams mean nothing.”[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Reading our skepticism he continued, “I had a dream the night before we left Guerney City. I was in a dark tunnel and in it was a gigantic beast. I knew it would kill me. This is that beast!” He said, obviously frightened at the premonition of his death.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]“This my friend,” I said in a measured tone as I tried to calm myself from the rising anger within me, “is just a big carved rock. It is not alive and it will not kill you. Shall we get back to work?” [/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]But he would have none of it. He was near panic and was demanding that he leave at once.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Annoyed and angry at his silliness I snapped at him, “Fine! Leave brave adventurer. Flee the stone. Be a coward!” I spat viciously.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]I had shamed him and he would say no more, but he did stay with us.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Another hour or so of moving rocks and we had unearthed what I can only describe as the head of a massive lizard. Its teeth were longer than my legs. While quite impressively detailed, it was in no way alive, despite Zhontell’s fears. It was a monumental carving of a beast, perhaps the very Beast that the Hutenkamans awaited the return of. [/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]My sword hand and my upper forearm both suddenly felt very hot, and I realized that Nifus Nex and Ssaruss Ssni had stirred.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]“Ssir Gerard.” Hissed Ninfus Nex excitedly, “You have uncovered one of uss!”[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial]Puzzled, I prompted him to go on and he revealed some most startling information.[/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [FONT=Arial] [/FONT] [/QUOTE]
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