Menu
News
All News
Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
Pathfinder
Starfinder
Warhammer
2d20 System
Year Zero Engine
Industry News
Reviews
Dragon Reflections
Columns
Weekly Digests
Weekly News Digest
Freebies, Sales & Bundles
RPG Print News
RPG Crowdfunding News
Game Content
ENterplanetary DimENsions
Mythological Figures
Opinion
Worlds of Design
Peregrine's Next
RPG Evolution
Other Columns
From the Freelancing Frontline
Monster ENcyclopedia
WotC/TSR Alumni Look Back
4 Hours w/RSD (Ryan Dancey)
The Road to 3E (Jonathan Tweet)
Greenwood's Realms (Ed Greenwood)
Drawmij's TSR (Jim Ward)
Community
Forums & Topics
Forum List
Latest Posts
Forum list
*Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
D&D Older Editions
*TTRPGs General
*Pathfinder & Starfinder
EN Publishing
*Geek Talk & Media
Search forums
Chat/Discord
Resources
Wiki
Pages
Latest activity
Media
New media
New comments
Search media
Downloads
Latest reviews
Search resources
EN Publishing
Store
EN5ider
Adventures in ZEITGEIST
Awfully Cheerful Engine
What's OLD is NEW
Judge Dredd & The Worlds Of 2000AD
War of the Burning Sky
Level Up: Advanced 5E
Events & Releases
Upcoming Events
Private Events
Featured Events
Socials!
Twitch
YouTube
Facebook (EN Publishing)
Facebook (EN World)
Twitter
Instagram
TikTok
Podcast
Features
Top 5 RPGs Compiled Charts 2004-Present
Adventure Game Industry Market Research Summary (RPGs) V1.0
Ryan Dancey: Acquiring TSR
Q&A With Gary Gygax
D&D Rules FAQs
TSR, WotC, & Paizo: A Comparative History
D&D Pronunciation Guide
Million Dollar TTRPG Kickstarters
Tabletop RPG Podcast Hall of Fame
Eric Noah's Unofficial D&D 3rd Edition News
D&D in the Mainstream
D&D & RPG History
About Morrus
Log in
Register
What's new
Search
Search
Search titles only
By:
Forums & Topics
Forum List
Latest Posts
Forum list
*Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
D&D Older Editions
*TTRPGs General
*Pathfinder & Starfinder
EN Publishing
*Geek Talk & Media
Search forums
Chat/Discord
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
Community
Playing the Game
Story Hour
Steel Dragon's "Tales of Orea"
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
<blockquote data-quote="steeldragons" data-source="post: 5815076" data-attributes="member: 92511"><p>At the satyr ranger's prudent suggestion, the company all made for the relative cover of the statue's foot and hoped for exit between them.</p><p></p><p>Festus, easily bounded with his goat legs, but Duor and Haelan were having quite a bit of trouble in the three foot deep snow.</p><p></p><p>Erevan was peppering the approaching 'ice troll/giant' things with arrows as his companions raced for the ice wall/door. His normal arrows seemed to strike just fine, thank the Silver Moon, as he wished not to use any more of the 3 enchanted arrows he still possessed. Need to refill that quiver, the elf mentally noted.</p><p></p><p>Alaria moved as quickly as she could, which was some difficulty, through the snows.</p><p></p><p>Braddok stayed to her left with an eye for where the next boulder would be coming from. </p><p></p><p>Coerraine, similarly, stayed between the fast approaching ice-ogre-esque creatures and Duor.</p><p></p><p>The dwarf cursed and mumbled to himself, trudging through the deep snows.</p><p></p><p>"Do something, druid!" Duor shouted to the half'elf who passed through the snows easily, not getting too far from Erevan, but leaving no trail or trace behind him. The snows just fell into the path he made, as his cloak seemed to swipe them to clean undisturbed state, leaving no discernable trail.</p><p></p><p>"Right you are, friend Duor. Are you certain you want a 'traitor's' help?" the half-elf smirked in retort.</p><p></p><p>"Just<em> do</em> something!" the dwarf said angrily.</p><p></p><p>The druid spoke his words of power and a dull green blot was seen beneath snow striking out to the ice troll closest to the treeline.</p><p></p><p>Immediately, a large root seemed to pull up from beneath the snow and trip the charging creature. It landed with a thunderous boom and sent snow flying up all around it. Even as the snow landed, other roots and vines were seen reaching up and tying the large creature down, its face firmly planted beneath the snow.</p><p></p><p>This managed to momentarily distract the other charger as he was momentarily blinded by the great cloud of snow that rose into the air at its comrade's fall.</p><p></p><p>Braddok grabbed Fen around the waist and, more of less, threw him behind the cover of the great statue's foot before, himself, diving for the same cover.</p><p></p><p>A moment later another boulder crashed off of the foot and rolled away from the companions. The agile Erevan easily skirted the rolling stone.</p><p></p><p>The bellowing of their assailants rattled snow of the tree limbs.</p><p></p><p>All of the company was now hidden from their attackers as Festus pressed his hands into the ice wall in front of them.</p><p></p><p>"Should we not stay and fight?" Coerraine hollered. "We could lessen the evil one's influence on this realm, if only by a little."</p><p></p><p>A massive white hand gripped the statue's foot and the ice-laden face of one of the trolls peered slowly around it to show a pointed toothy smile at the seemingly "trapped" company.</p><p></p><p>"Celradorn, protect your valiant servant and defend his charge and your servants of justice!" Coerraine hollered from his position at the rear, between all of the companions and the ice troll.</p><p></p><p>Alaria, Braddok, Fen and Erevan were all caught unawares to see the paladin raise his arms to either side above his head, shield on one arm, spear in the other hand. A golden light shown around the Redstar Knight for a moment and then spread out, in a blast, to either side of him.</p><p></p><p>In the blink of an eye, a golden 'wall' of light filled the whole of the space between the statue's feet, with Coerraine in the center...a part of the wall himself.</p><p></p><p>"GO!" shouted the blond paladin.</p><p></p><p>Fen, shaken from his awe by the paladin's single command, grabbed Erevan's arm and pressed the two of them into the ice wall.</p><p></p><p>Festus was already gone.</p><p></p><p>Duor looked for a moment to say "Nicely done, Goldilicks." then also pushed into the ice wall.</p><p></p><p>Alaria was next but did not move.</p><p></p><p>She winced noticeably as a giant ice club, seen through the nearly transparent golden light, slammed into the field, to no avail.</p><p></p><p>"Coerraine!" she called.</p><p></p><p>"Come on Coerraine. That is well done, let's go!" Haelan said from the edge of the ice portal. </p><p></p><p>"Braddok get them to safety." the paladin called. His stance had not changed and but he seemed to stagger a bit when the next club strike came baring down upon his field.</p><p></p><p>Braddok began pushing the magess. "Come on, my lady, you heard the man."</p><p></p><p>Reluctantly, she moved her way through the ice, looking back, she saw a second of the ice trolls round the edge of the crystalline feet.</p><p></p><p> "Haelan, quickly now." Braddok said tugging on the daelvar's arm and almost throwing him into the portal.</p><p></p><p>"But...but I can help...I can invoke Faerantha and..." the daelvar began protesting.</p><p></p><p>Two ice clubs came slamming into the field of light. The ground all but shuddered beneath them and Coerraine was knocked to one knee. It seemed as if the barrier now cracked and began to splinter off pieces.</p><p></p><p>"Now Haelan!" Braddok said sternly.</p><p></p><p>Haelan nodded and pushed his way into the portal. </p><p></p><p>"Coerraine, they're all through. Come on!" called the Grinlian warrior.</p><p></p><p>Coerraine merely turned his head and looked at Braddok. </p><p></p><p>Braddok knew...he had seen this look before...there was something in his grey'hazed memory...that same look...his father? His older brother? He had an older brother?! That look...he knew it...</p><p></p><p>The swordman raised his blade and took a single step toward the paladin.</p><p></p><p>The blond man shook his head, sweat now beading on his brow.</p><p></p><p>"Now, Braddok." the Redstar Knight said calmly and seemed to push and press the golden wall up upon his own shoulders and he again regained his two feet.</p><p></p><p>The bellowing trolls shook the whole area. The THOOM THOOM of their now constant assaults on the wall of light, of which Coerraine, apparently, was a part, echoed through the landscape.</p><p></p><p>Braddok knew that look. He raised his sword blade to his face in salute and turned and dove through the ice wall portal. </p><p></p><p>The swordsman's ears were filled with a tinkling, and at the same time, a loud crashing sound, like the breaking of a hundred glasses.</p><p></p><p>He landed heavily on the ground with a breath-expunging jolt.</p><p></p><p>Braddok looked up, all of the companions were there, weapons at the ready.</p><p></p><p>Alaria and Haelan gripped either arm of the swordman, half-helping him up, half-dragging him away from the portal. They were outside...out of doors, somewhere. The night sky filled his vision.</p><p></p><p>Braddok rose to his feet. He turned to face the unremarkable night air that he had just passed through.</p><p></p><p>The party stood there a moment in tense readiness. Except Braddok who moved to the back of the group, his eyes to the soft, moist grass covered ground on which he trod.</p><p></p><p>Two moments.</p><p></p><p>Three.</p><p></p><p>"Where's Coerraine, Braddok? Why isn't he coming through?" the daelvar Hilltender asked to any and everyone.</p><p></p><p>Another moment.</p><p></p><p>Duor looked to the ground and shook his head.</p><p></p><p>Festus looked to Braddok who stood with his back to where the portal should be...but gave no indication it was there.</p><p></p><p>Alaria inhaled curtly and raised a hand to her mouth in understanding as tears filled her eyes.</p><p></p><p>"What? What's wrong with everyone? We have to go back and help Coerraine!" shouted Haelan to his companions. The daelvar made a racing run to where the portal he had, only moments before, passed through.</p><p></p><p>He ran another 20 feet just to be sure, before turning to look at the rest of the group. "Where is it? Why isnt't it working?! Alaria, we have to help him! We have to..." the daelvar's protestations trailed off as tears now filled his eyes.</p><p></p><p>Fen walked forward and placed a hand on the Hilltender's shoulder.</p><p></p><p>"I think, my friend, our Redstar Knight has helped us more than we ever could him." the half'elf said with a slight grin...though it lacked the mirth and charm his smile's normally presented. More sympathy then anything else.</p><p></p><p>"But....we have to help...." began Haelan before his just broke down into free flowing tears and gripped the druid around his waist as his shoulder betrayed wracking sobs.</p><p></p><p>The druid hugged the Hilltender in return. The half'elf patted the daelvar's shoulders as they shuddered.</p><p></p><p>Duor placed his hand on Braddok's back.</p><p></p><p>The warrior looked at the stalwart face of the dwarf.</p><p></p><p>Duor simply nodded in understanding to the warrior.</p><p></p><p>Braddok nodded back.</p><p></p><p>Festus attempted to console the wizardess who had silent tears now streaming down her cheeks.</p><p></p><p>Alaria shoved his hands away before collapsing to her knees on the top of the mound upon which they all now stood.</p><p></p><p>Erevan just watched all of this. He understood the situation entirely but could not bring himself to comprehend the various races reactions. He, eventually, lowered his bow and stared off at their surroundings.</p><p></p><p>They appeared, as best the elf could tell, to be again in the Feldmere. But it did not seem the appropriate time, to Erevan, to mention this to the others.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="steeldragons, post: 5815076, member: 92511"] At the satyr ranger's prudent suggestion, the company all made for the relative cover of the statue's foot and hoped for exit between them. Festus, easily bounded with his goat legs, but Duor and Haelan were having quite a bit of trouble in the three foot deep snow. Erevan was peppering the approaching 'ice troll/giant' things with arrows as his companions raced for the ice wall/door. His normal arrows seemed to strike just fine, thank the Silver Moon, as he wished not to use any more of the 3 enchanted arrows he still possessed. Need to refill that quiver, the elf mentally noted. Alaria moved as quickly as she could, which was some difficulty, through the snows. Braddok stayed to her left with an eye for where the next boulder would be coming from. Coerraine, similarly, stayed between the fast approaching ice-ogre-esque creatures and Duor. The dwarf cursed and mumbled to himself, trudging through the deep snows. "Do something, druid!" Duor shouted to the half'elf who passed through the snows easily, not getting too far from Erevan, but leaving no trail or trace behind him. The snows just fell into the path he made, as his cloak seemed to swipe them to clean undisturbed state, leaving no discernable trail. "Right you are, friend Duor. Are you certain you want a 'traitor's' help?" the half-elf smirked in retort. "Just[I] do[/I] something!" the dwarf said angrily. The druid spoke his words of power and a dull green blot was seen beneath snow striking out to the ice troll closest to the treeline. Immediately, a large root seemed to pull up from beneath the snow and trip the charging creature. It landed with a thunderous boom and sent snow flying up all around it. Even as the snow landed, other roots and vines were seen reaching up and tying the large creature down, its face firmly planted beneath the snow. This managed to momentarily distract the other charger as he was momentarily blinded by the great cloud of snow that rose into the air at its comrade's fall. Braddok grabbed Fen around the waist and, more of less, threw him behind the cover of the great statue's foot before, himself, diving for the same cover. A moment later another boulder crashed off of the foot and rolled away from the companions. The agile Erevan easily skirted the rolling stone. The bellowing of their assailants rattled snow of the tree limbs. All of the company was now hidden from their attackers as Festus pressed his hands into the ice wall in front of them. "Should we not stay and fight?" Coerraine hollered. "We could lessen the evil one's influence on this realm, if only by a little." A massive white hand gripped the statue's foot and the ice-laden face of one of the trolls peered slowly around it to show a pointed toothy smile at the seemingly "trapped" company. "Celradorn, protect your valiant servant and defend his charge and your servants of justice!" Coerraine hollered from his position at the rear, between all of the companions and the ice troll. Alaria, Braddok, Fen and Erevan were all caught unawares to see the paladin raise his arms to either side above his head, shield on one arm, spear in the other hand. A golden light shown around the Redstar Knight for a moment and then spread out, in a blast, to either side of him. In the blink of an eye, a golden 'wall' of light filled the whole of the space between the statue's feet, with Coerraine in the center...a part of the wall himself. "GO!" shouted the blond paladin. Fen, shaken from his awe by the paladin's single command, grabbed Erevan's arm and pressed the two of them into the ice wall. Festus was already gone. Duor looked for a moment to say "Nicely done, Goldilicks." then also pushed into the ice wall. Alaria was next but did not move. She winced noticeably as a giant ice club, seen through the nearly transparent golden light, slammed into the field, to no avail. "Coerraine!" she called. "Come on Coerraine. That is well done, let's go!" Haelan said from the edge of the ice portal. "Braddok get them to safety." the paladin called. His stance had not changed and but he seemed to stagger a bit when the next club strike came baring down upon his field. Braddok began pushing the magess. "Come on, my lady, you heard the man." Reluctantly, she moved her way through the ice, looking back, she saw a second of the ice trolls round the edge of the crystalline feet. "Haelan, quickly now." Braddok said tugging on the daelvar's arm and almost throwing him into the portal. "But...but I can help...I can invoke Faerantha and..." the daelvar began protesting. Two ice clubs came slamming into the field of light. The ground all but shuddered beneath them and Coerraine was knocked to one knee. It seemed as if the barrier now cracked and began to splinter off pieces. "Now Haelan!" Braddok said sternly. Haelan nodded and pushed his way into the portal. "Coerraine, they're all through. Come on!" called the Grinlian warrior. Coerraine merely turned his head and looked at Braddok. Braddok knew...he had seen this look before...there was something in his grey'hazed memory...that same look...his father? His older brother? He had an older brother?! That look...he knew it... The swordman raised his blade and took a single step toward the paladin. The blond man shook his head, sweat now beading on his brow. "Now, Braddok." the Redstar Knight said calmly and seemed to push and press the golden wall up upon his own shoulders and he again regained his two feet. The bellowing trolls shook the whole area. The THOOM THOOM of their now constant assaults on the wall of light, of which Coerraine, apparently, was a part, echoed through the landscape. Braddok knew that look. He raised his sword blade to his face in salute and turned and dove through the ice wall portal. The swordsman's ears were filled with a tinkling, and at the same time, a loud crashing sound, like the breaking of a hundred glasses. He landed heavily on the ground with a breath-expunging jolt. Braddok looked up, all of the companions were there, weapons at the ready. Alaria and Haelan gripped either arm of the swordman, half-helping him up, half-dragging him away from the portal. They were outside...out of doors, somewhere. The night sky filled his vision. Braddok rose to his feet. He turned to face the unremarkable night air that he had just passed through. The party stood there a moment in tense readiness. Except Braddok who moved to the back of the group, his eyes to the soft, moist grass covered ground on which he trod. Two moments. Three. "Where's Coerraine, Braddok? Why isn't he coming through?" the daelvar Hilltender asked to any and everyone. Another moment. Duor looked to the ground and shook his head. Festus looked to Braddok who stood with his back to where the portal should be...but gave no indication it was there. Alaria inhaled curtly and raised a hand to her mouth in understanding as tears filled her eyes. "What? What's wrong with everyone? We have to go back and help Coerraine!" shouted Haelan to his companions. The daelvar made a racing run to where the portal he had, only moments before, passed through. He ran another 20 feet just to be sure, before turning to look at the rest of the group. "Where is it? Why isnt't it working?! Alaria, we have to help him! We have to..." the daelvar's protestations trailed off as tears now filled his eyes. Fen walked forward and placed a hand on the Hilltender's shoulder. "I think, my friend, our Redstar Knight has helped us more than we ever could him." the half'elf said with a slight grin...though it lacked the mirth and charm his smile's normally presented. More sympathy then anything else. "But....we have to help...." began Haelan before his just broke down into free flowing tears and gripped the druid around his waist as his shoulder betrayed wracking sobs. The druid hugged the Hilltender in return. The half'elf patted the daelvar's shoulders as they shuddered. Duor placed his hand on Braddok's back. The warrior looked at the stalwart face of the dwarf. Duor simply nodded in understanding to the warrior. Braddok nodded back. Festus attempted to console the wizardess who had silent tears now streaming down her cheeks. Alaria shoved his hands away before collapsing to her knees on the top of the mound upon which they all now stood. Erevan just watched all of this. He understood the situation entirely but could not bring himself to comprehend the various races reactions. He, eventually, lowered his bow and stared off at their surroundings. They appeared, as best the elf could tell, to be again in the Feldmere. But it did not seem the appropriate time, to Erevan, to mention this to the others. [/QUOTE]
Insert quotes…
Verification
Post reply
Community
Playing the Game
Story Hour
Steel Dragon's "Tales of Orea"
Top