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<blockquote data-quote="steeldragons" data-source="post: 6102343" data-attributes="member: 92511"><p>There was little Alaria remembered about fear. She had been afraid when they had first met the thugs on the streets of Hawkview. But she had overcome it. She had been afraid of the goblins that had ambushed them. That fear was almost nothing compared to what she'd feared from the giant crabs on the boat en route to Dragonbone Isle. The crab demon had been a shock, but not really a fear to compare with watching Haelan carried off by a harpy. The were rats had been a scare because of their unnatural nature. The trolls outside of the Feldmere were a concern more than a fear. But they'd conquered all of those.</p><p></p><p>The toothy maw of the piercer lunging for her was a memory she yet encountered in troubled dream. The "rock of death" was awful, but easily enough overcome. The battle with the ghouls in Shafton was a battle to live on in legend and song. The dark wizard, Tresahd, who she was now certain was a dragon was a foe she wished not to face again ever in her lifetime. The night hag in the Gorathgraard dimension of night and the demons in Tresahd's stronghold had filled her with apprehension and questioning their survival. </p><p></p><p>But this...this Bulgruch...this was something she had never dared to imagine was a creature she would ever face. It was only 50 yards away. A complete horror filled her being.</p><p></p><p>"Haelan, elf-priest. Make your invocation of protection. NOW!" Alaria shouted in evident panic as the great wolf-demon began the very few strides toward them.</p><p></p><p>“<em>Deisa Faerantha, ep localis sanctum a spiritaii</em>.” <spell: Sanctuary. “Holy Faerantha, let this place be a sanctuary to your devoted follower.”> Haelan immediately invoked even as he watched the great beast pounce toward him.</p><p></p><p><em>"Suprima Matra, Arinane, ep localis sanctum a spiritaii." <spell: Sanctuay. "Great Mother, Arinane, let this place be a sanctuary to your devoted follower."</em>> intoned Cyrillian.</p><p></p><p>The two clerics, positioned before the rest of the party, almost simultaneously, had a circle of silver light surround their position. The Bulgruch came to land upon the mystical barrier in a great burst of silvery sparks.</p><p></p><p>It recovered immediately, shook its head and growled at the assembled heroes. I began topaw itself slowly to the left...the clerics could not move their holy spaces to match him.</p><p></p><p>"Abomination! You shall assault the Green no longer!" cried Fen and began to incant a powerful spell.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'arial black'"><em>"Shall I not, tree priest? I beg to differ."</em></span></span> the Bulgruch growled back. Gaging his position to be around the elf-priest's protection lunged forward again to be halted, half of him at least, pushed aside from a bruch with the invisible barrier in a silvery spray of light.</p><p></p><p>"Stay behind us, Braddok. We will take care of this." Alaria said, and without a second thought, loosed a lightning bolt from her staff.</p><p></p><p>The electrical streak shot forth, sending a rolling rumble of thunder behind it. This struck the demon-wolf and threw it a few feet to the side. Fen continued to chant under his breath.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'arial black'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><em>"Ahhhh. So you are the magess, eh?</em></span></span>" the beast growled at Alaria. It shook its head back and forth, as if to reorient itself.</p><p></p><p><em>*Kandu. I need to see. You showed me things before. Can you be my eyes now?*</em> Braddok thought, desperately, toward his sword.</p><p></p><p><em>*Kandu can, warrior. But this evil is greater than my power alone can subdue. Open your mind to my...uh...eyes*</em> the sword replied.</p><p></p><p>A hazy image framed in blue came into Braddok's mind. It was as if he were there...but not there...he saw the huge wolf creature leap toward...ALARIA! As if by instinct more than thought, Braddok swung his enchanted blade.</p><p></p><p>It caught the beast in the neck. And forced its reaching claws to fall just before the edges of Alaria's robes.</p><p></p><p>The magess looked at the blinded warrior is utter surprise.</p><p></p><p>"HYAHHHH!" came Duor's eloquent battle cry as the shadow-shrouded dwarven rogue leapt up to sink his green-ethereal-flamed dagger into the monster's side.</p><p></p><p>The Bulgruch bellowed. These heroes were, indeed, the threat he'd been told of. Their weapons bit into him where no other mortals encountered had been able to pierce his supernatural coat.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, there was another pain, deep in its back...from above. Pyrnion's axe sank into the creature with a mighty force.</p><p></p><p>The Bulgruch did a complete flip coming to land back on his legs. The dwarf, the warrior and the winged thing were all thrown from it. The magess still stood, fear obvious on her face. She would be easy prey. It would engulf her and send her to the planes of the Abyss. But it couldn't...Tresahd wanted her, for...something.</p><p></p><p>The magess completed the obscure phrase and the Bulgruch found itself covered in luminescent strands of webbing. Nonsense...this "magic" of the mortals. It began to pull itself free, with obvious ease.</p><p></p><p>As it pulled itself free and reached again for this magess, scalding hot steam filled its eyes.</p><p></p><p>"Noh hhhurtsss mihhhssstrisss! Bahd Buhhhlgruhhh" Meeessh shouted in defiance.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'arial black'"><em>"Insolent IMP!"</em></span></span> the Bulgruch shouted in return as it swiped up through the air, through the mephit, disipating him like swiping its claws through a cloud of smoke.</p><p></p><p>"MEEEEEEEEESSSSSssss<span style="font-size: 9px">sshhhhhhhh</span>" the mephit's "dying" cry hissed through the field as he disappeared from view.</p><p></p><p>Alaria again commanded the Staff of Azanna to loose a lightning bolt, even as she saw her companions recover from begin thrown off the creature.</p><p></p><p>The lightning struck, to be sure, but it did not seem to stay the monster at all. In fact, a wicked grimace showed on its face.</p><p></p><p>*TANNNNNGGGGG*</p><p></p><p>The Bulgruch shook his head, as the clanging reverberation of the metal edge of the shield bounced off its head. It looked to its left to see the daelvar cleric reclaim its small round shield as it returned to his waiting grasp.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'arial black'"><em>"You'll be next, lil' priest."</em></span></span> the Bulgruch growled.</p><p></p><p>"You'll not have a FIRST!" Braddok cried as he brought Kandu down, with both hands, upon the monster's neck.</p><p></p><p>The enchanted blade bit into its hide. The sword's enchantments burned. The Bulgruch knew he could not suffer many more blow like that.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-family: 'arial black'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><em>"Groooooosssssssssssuht!"</em></span></span> it growl and the globe of darkness encased the whole of the battle. Its prey, it knew would be utterly blinded. Its demonic magic was not easily put aside. The magess, outlined in white to the demon-wolf-goblin's sight, was evidently surprised by the sudden darkness. Severring her head from her shoulders would be a single easy swipe.</p><p></p><p>"I can't see it" cried Pyrnion from above the globe of blackness. "Who's gotta a shot?"</p><p></p><p>"Blind as a bat here!" Duor's voice came from...somewhere.</p><p></p><p>Alaria felt the sweat on her forehead...she was completely blind. The monster was not 20 feet in front of her...or was...the thought of hard deadly claws raking into her flesh at any moment filled her with terror. She sank to the ground. Maybe it wouldn't know she was shorter than she was. The magic...the magic was her only hope...as she had always held it in her heart...she had to steady her mind...find the words of power...find the words...the creature's hot breath was felt through the unnatrual darkness...</p><p></p><p><em>"Theran...arkana rebismio THERAN!"</em> Alaria shouted. <<em>mage spell: Dispel Magic</em>> The magic flowed through her...the intoxicating ecstasy of power flowed through her. This tier of magic was something she had not dreamt. </p><p></p><p>Suddenly the blackness disappeared. The slight light of predawn was practically blinding for the party, let alone the dark-sensitive Bulgruch. It let forth a painful howl as the ever so slight light struck its abyssaleyes unexpectantly.</p><p></p><p>"Get it!" Cried Duor. The dwarf lunged at the creature even as Fen's voice rose in the unperceivable tongue of druids.</p><p></p><p>The half-elf through his hands to the skies above him...which none had noticed had turned the deep dark grey of storm clouds. With a single swift gesture pointing at the Bulgruch, a rumble of thunder went up from the sky and a streak of almsot green lightning surged down from the sky, turning not 5 feet from Fen's head and slamming into the side of the Bulgruch.</p><p></p><p>The blow sent the beast reeling to the side. Only Duor's deft reflexes saved him from benig crushed beneath bristled demon-wolf.</p><p></p><p>"EH! Lil' warnin' next time, tree-hugger!" Duor protested to the druid.</p><p></p><p>The half-elf's eyes were filled with green light. If he heard the dwarf's protestation, there was no evidence of it.</p><p></p><p>Pyrnion had again taken flight and, following the lightinging strike dove in to hack again at the beast's back. </p><p></p><p>It howled in pain and roared at its surroundings.</p><p></p><p>Braddok, through the mystic gaze of his sword, took up a position between the Bulgruch and Alaria. "It shall not touch you while I draw breath." the swordsman proclaimed for all to hear.</p><p></p><p>"Nor you my valiant love." Alaria returned.</p><p></p><p>"Aw, c'mon! Really, you two?!" Duor grumbled under his breath. "Just KILL IT!"</p><p><em></em></p><p><em>"Suprima Matra, Arinane...</em>" Cyrillian began began again but never finished.</p><p></p><p>The Bulgruch's impossibly opened maw lunged up and over the elfin priest. In a single smooth movement Cyrillian, the moon-priest, was engulfed in the creature's mouth and disappeared with a shriek of terror.</p><p></p><p>In a simultaneous movement it grabbed Haelan and crushed the daelvar in its massive grip.</p><p></p><p>Alaria was stiken with the horror of seeing terror upon an elfin face for the second time that night...she hoped never to see suchan expression again.</p><p></p><p>"DIE MONSTER!" Pyrnion cried as he dove down into the monster's face and hacked at the side of its face. The swing missed by less than an inch.</p><p></p><p>It tossed the daelvar tens of feet away and the small body bounced and rolled several tens of feet more.</p><p></p><p>"HAELAN!" Alaria cried in abject concern.</p><p></p><p>The Bulgruch clamped its jaws around the winged man in mid-flight. Pyrnion brought his axe down upon the monster's snout. It cut badly, but did not release the zepharim.</p><p></p><p>Another direction of Fen's arm brought another bolt of lightning slamming down from the sky into the wolf-beast. Pyrnion cried out in pain as the electrical energy danced around the two creatures. One of a heritage of immotal light and one of immortal darkness. Both were wracked in pain.</p><p></p><p>The Bulgruch, spasming, released the winged-humanoid. Pyrnion fell to the ground at the demon-wolf's feet.</p><p></p><p>Alaria backed it up with a lightning bolt of her own for good measure and the whole of the company saw the Bulgruch falter from the blow of magical energy.</p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'arial black'"><em>"I will not be brought down by such as you."</em></span></span> the Bulgruch protested, struggling to regain its footing in defiance.</p><p></p><p>"I think yeh might." said Duor throwing his ethereal dagger into the beast's side, not daring to make a strike in person should one of these lightning-happy spellcasters be throwing any more at him. </p><p></p><p>It proved a wise choice as, not a moment later, another bolt from Fen found its mark.</p><p></p><p>Braddok surged forward and took another overhanded strike at the beast's neck...nearly severring it.</p><p></p><p>The massive wolf-goblin-demon form fell to the ground with an audible thud.</p><p></p><p>Braddok hacked at it again...and again. The third strike removed the beast's head.</p><p></p><p><em>*It is done.</em>* came Kandu's voice to Braddok's mind again even as the mystical sight withdrew from Braddok's perception, leaving him again in an unconcerting darkness.</p><p></p><p>Alaria turned to see the elfin forces, who none had realized were watching the battle from a distance looking at the collected heroes in disbelief.</p><p></p><p>"The Bulgruch is fallen!" she proclaimed out over the field.</p><p></p><p>A cheer went up across the field even as the first pinkish orange rays of dawn broke the tree tops. Followed by the chanting cheers of the "<em>N'cynbiiri Hallae! N'cynbiiri Hallae! N'cynbiiri Hallae!" <literally from the elvin: "Champions of the Storm"</em>></p><p></p><p>Alaria grasped Braddok tightly around the neck. "We've won! The Bulgruch is no more." she said.</p><p></p><p>"Do you hear that?" She said with a tear in her eye, whether the joy of triumph or the overwhelming relief of the fear leaving her, she neither knew nor cared.</p><p></p><p>"I still can't see." Braddik said quietly even as he smiled with the chants rushing over him and the close, reassuring touch of Alaria.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, I know. We'll fix it. Haelan will fix it." she smiled through her tears, listening to the elfin adulation.</p><p></p><p>"Haelan, do you hear that?" Alaria looked with a smile to where she'd last seen the daelvar. A small lump still lay there. </p><p></p><p>"Haelan?"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="steeldragons, post: 6102343, member: 92511"] There was little Alaria remembered about fear. She had been afraid when they had first met the thugs on the streets of Hawkview. But she had overcome it. She had been afraid of the goblins that had ambushed them. That fear was almost nothing compared to what she'd feared from the giant crabs on the boat en route to Dragonbone Isle. The crab demon had been a shock, but not really a fear to compare with watching Haelan carried off by a harpy. The were rats had been a scare because of their unnatural nature. The trolls outside of the Feldmere were a concern more than a fear. But they'd conquered all of those. The toothy maw of the piercer lunging for her was a memory she yet encountered in troubled dream. The "rock of death" was awful, but easily enough overcome. The battle with the ghouls in Shafton was a battle to live on in legend and song. The dark wizard, Tresahd, who she was now certain was a dragon was a foe she wished not to face again ever in her lifetime. The night hag in the Gorathgraard dimension of night and the demons in Tresahd's stronghold had filled her with apprehension and questioning their survival. But this...this Bulgruch...this was something she had never dared to imagine was a creature she would ever face. It was only 50 yards away. A complete horror filled her being. "Haelan, elf-priest. Make your invocation of protection. NOW!" Alaria shouted in evident panic as the great wolf-demon began the very few strides toward them. “[I]Deisa Faerantha, ep localis sanctum a spiritaii[/I].” <spell: Sanctuary. “Holy Faerantha, let this place be a sanctuary to your devoted follower.”> Haelan immediately invoked even as he watched the great beast pounce toward him. [I]"Suprima Matra, Arinane, ep localis sanctum a spiritaii." <spell: Sanctuay. "Great Mother, Arinane, let this place be a sanctuary to your devoted follower."[/I]> intoned Cyrillian. The two clerics, positioned before the rest of the party, almost simultaneously, had a circle of silver light surround their position. The Bulgruch came to land upon the mystical barrier in a great burst of silvery sparks. It recovered immediately, shook its head and growled at the assembled heroes. I began topaw itself slowly to the left...the clerics could not move their holy spaces to match him. "Abomination! You shall assault the Green no longer!" cried Fen and began to incant a powerful spell. [SIZE=4][FONT=arial black][I]"Shall I not, tree priest? I beg to differ."[/I][/FONT][/SIZE] the Bulgruch growled back. Gaging his position to be around the elf-priest's protection lunged forward again to be halted, half of him at least, pushed aside from a bruch with the invisible barrier in a silvery spray of light. "Stay behind us, Braddok. We will take care of this." Alaria said, and without a second thought, loosed a lightning bolt from her staff. The electrical streak shot forth, sending a rolling rumble of thunder behind it. This struck the demon-wolf and threw it a few feet to the side. Fen continued to chant under his breath. [FONT=arial black][SIZE=4][I]"Ahhhh. So you are the magess, eh?[/I][/SIZE][/FONT]" the beast growled at Alaria. It shook its head back and forth, as if to reorient itself. [I]*Kandu. I need to see. You showed me things before. Can you be my eyes now?*[/I] Braddok thought, desperately, toward his sword. [I]*Kandu can, warrior. But this evil is greater than my power alone can subdue. Open your mind to my...uh...eyes*[/I] the sword replied. A hazy image framed in blue came into Braddok's mind. It was as if he were there...but not there...he saw the huge wolf creature leap toward...ALARIA! As if by instinct more than thought, Braddok swung his enchanted blade. It caught the beast in the neck. And forced its reaching claws to fall just before the edges of Alaria's robes. The magess looked at the blinded warrior is utter surprise. "HYAHHHH!" came Duor's eloquent battle cry as the shadow-shrouded dwarven rogue leapt up to sink his green-ethereal-flamed dagger into the monster's side. The Bulgruch bellowed. These heroes were, indeed, the threat he'd been told of. Their weapons bit into him where no other mortals encountered had been able to pierce his supernatural coat. Suddenly, there was another pain, deep in its back...from above. Pyrnion's axe sank into the creature with a mighty force. The Bulgruch did a complete flip coming to land back on his legs. The dwarf, the warrior and the winged thing were all thrown from it. The magess still stood, fear obvious on her face. She would be easy prey. It would engulf her and send her to the planes of the Abyss. But it couldn't...Tresahd wanted her, for...something. The magess completed the obscure phrase and the Bulgruch found itself covered in luminescent strands of webbing. Nonsense...this "magic" of the mortals. It began to pull itself free, with obvious ease. As it pulled itself free and reached again for this magess, scalding hot steam filled its eyes. "Noh hhhurtsss mihhhssstrisss! Bahd Buhhhlgruhhh" Meeessh shouted in defiance. [SIZE=4][FONT=arial black][I]"Insolent IMP!"[/I][/FONT][/SIZE] the Bulgruch shouted in return as it swiped up through the air, through the mephit, disipating him like swiping its claws through a cloud of smoke. "MEEEEEEEEESSSSSssss[SIZE=1]sshhhhhhhh[/SIZE]" the mephit's "dying" cry hissed through the field as he disappeared from view. Alaria again commanded the Staff of Azanna to loose a lightning bolt, even as she saw her companions recover from begin thrown off the creature. The lightning struck, to be sure, but it did not seem to stay the monster at all. In fact, a wicked grimace showed on its face. *TANNNNNGGGGG* The Bulgruch shook his head, as the clanging reverberation of the metal edge of the shield bounced off its head. It looked to its left to see the daelvar cleric reclaim its small round shield as it returned to his waiting grasp. [SIZE=4][FONT=arial black][I]"You'll be next, lil' priest."[/I][/FONT][/SIZE] the Bulgruch growled. "You'll not have a FIRST!" Braddok cried as he brought Kandu down, with both hands, upon the monster's neck. The enchanted blade bit into its hide. The sword's enchantments burned. The Bulgruch knew he could not suffer many more blow like that. [FONT=arial black][SIZE=4][I]"Groooooosssssssssssuht!"[/I][/SIZE][/FONT] it growl and the globe of darkness encased the whole of the battle. Its prey, it knew would be utterly blinded. Its demonic magic was not easily put aside. The magess, outlined in white to the demon-wolf-goblin's sight, was evidently surprised by the sudden darkness. Severring her head from her shoulders would be a single easy swipe. "I can't see it" cried Pyrnion from above the globe of blackness. "Who's gotta a shot?" "Blind as a bat here!" Duor's voice came from...somewhere. Alaria felt the sweat on her forehead...she was completely blind. The monster was not 20 feet in front of her...or was...the thought of hard deadly claws raking into her flesh at any moment filled her with terror. She sank to the ground. Maybe it wouldn't know she was shorter than she was. The magic...the magic was her only hope...as she had always held it in her heart...she had to steady her mind...find the words of power...find the words...the creature's hot breath was felt through the unnatrual darkness... [I]"Theran...arkana rebismio THERAN!"[/I] Alaria shouted. <[I]mage spell: Dispel Magic[/I]> The magic flowed through her...the intoxicating ecstasy of power flowed through her. This tier of magic was something she had not dreamt. Suddenly the blackness disappeared. The slight light of predawn was practically blinding for the party, let alone the dark-sensitive Bulgruch. It let forth a painful howl as the ever so slight light struck its abyssaleyes unexpectantly. "Get it!" Cried Duor. The dwarf lunged at the creature even as Fen's voice rose in the unperceivable tongue of druids. The half-elf through his hands to the skies above him...which none had noticed had turned the deep dark grey of storm clouds. With a single swift gesture pointing at the Bulgruch, a rumble of thunder went up from the sky and a streak of almsot green lightning surged down from the sky, turning not 5 feet from Fen's head and slamming into the side of the Bulgruch. The blow sent the beast reeling to the side. Only Duor's deft reflexes saved him from benig crushed beneath bristled demon-wolf. "EH! Lil' warnin' next time, tree-hugger!" Duor protested to the druid. The half-elf's eyes were filled with green light. If he heard the dwarf's protestation, there was no evidence of it. Pyrnion had again taken flight and, following the lightinging strike dove in to hack again at the beast's back. It howled in pain and roared at its surroundings. Braddok, through the mystic gaze of his sword, took up a position between the Bulgruch and Alaria. "It shall not touch you while I draw breath." the swordsman proclaimed for all to hear. "Nor you my valiant love." Alaria returned. "Aw, c'mon! Really, you two?!" Duor grumbled under his breath. "Just KILL IT!" [I] "Suprima Matra, Arinane...[/I]" Cyrillian began began again but never finished. The Bulgruch's impossibly opened maw lunged up and over the elfin priest. In a single smooth movement Cyrillian, the moon-priest, was engulfed in the creature's mouth and disappeared with a shriek of terror. In a simultaneous movement it grabbed Haelan and crushed the daelvar in its massive grip. Alaria was stiken with the horror of seeing terror upon an elfin face for the second time that night...she hoped never to see suchan expression again. "DIE MONSTER!" Pyrnion cried as he dove down into the monster's face and hacked at the side of its face. The swing missed by less than an inch. It tossed the daelvar tens of feet away and the small body bounced and rolled several tens of feet more. "HAELAN!" Alaria cried in abject concern. The Bulgruch clamped its jaws around the winged man in mid-flight. Pyrnion brought his axe down upon the monster's snout. It cut badly, but did not release the zepharim. Another direction of Fen's arm brought another bolt of lightning slamming down from the sky into the wolf-beast. Pyrnion cried out in pain as the electrical energy danced around the two creatures. One of a heritage of immotal light and one of immortal darkness. Both were wracked in pain. The Bulgruch, spasming, released the winged-humanoid. Pyrnion fell to the ground at the demon-wolf's feet. Alaria backed it up with a lightning bolt of her own for good measure and the whole of the company saw the Bulgruch falter from the blow of magical energy. [SIZE=4][FONT=arial black][I]"I will not be brought down by such as you."[/I][/FONT][/SIZE] the Bulgruch protested, struggling to regain its footing in defiance. "I think yeh might." said Duor throwing his ethereal dagger into the beast's side, not daring to make a strike in person should one of these lightning-happy spellcasters be throwing any more at him. It proved a wise choice as, not a moment later, another bolt from Fen found its mark. Braddok surged forward and took another overhanded strike at the beast's neck...nearly severring it. The massive wolf-goblin-demon form fell to the ground with an audible thud. Braddok hacked at it again...and again. The third strike removed the beast's head. [I]*It is done.[/I]* came Kandu's voice to Braddok's mind again even as the mystical sight withdrew from Braddok's perception, leaving him again in an unconcerting darkness. Alaria turned to see the elfin forces, who none had realized were watching the battle from a distance looking at the collected heroes in disbelief. "The Bulgruch is fallen!" she proclaimed out over the field. A cheer went up across the field even as the first pinkish orange rays of dawn broke the tree tops. Followed by the chanting cheers of the "[I]N'cynbiiri Hallae! N'cynbiiri Hallae! N'cynbiiri Hallae!" <literally from the elvin: "Champions of the Storm"[/I]> Alaria grasped Braddok tightly around the neck. "We've won! The Bulgruch is no more." she said. "Do you hear that?" She said with a tear in her eye, whether the joy of triumph or the overwhelming relief of the fear leaving her, she neither knew nor cared. "I still can't see." Braddik said quietly even as he smiled with the chants rushing over him and the close, reassuring touch of Alaria. "Yes, I know. We'll fix it. Haelan will fix it." she smiled through her tears, listening to the elfin adulation. "Haelan, do you hear that?" Alaria looked with a smile to where she'd last seen the daelvar. A small lump still lay there. "Haelan?" [/QUOTE]
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