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<blockquote data-quote="Hairy Minotaur" data-source="post: 3824928" data-attributes="member: 11574"><p><strong>That's just cold</strong></p><p></p><p>Xanthos quickly located Doopa as he flew into the keep, transforming back into an elf and motioning the ogre over in the same movement. </p><p></p><p>“I have a plan; I am going to gain entry into Hledra by becoming an overburdened horse. The leaders should add me to the stables allowing me a greater chance to observe the city undetected.” Xanthos explains</p><p></p><p>“Uh, ok. You need Doopa to rescue you?” Doopa inquires</p><p></p><p>“No, I’m going to need to make my presentation as perfect as possible, so in that regards I need you to saddle up on my back as I gallop as hard as I can for as long as my body holds up, this will make my ruse as a tired horse much more believable.” Xanthos answers</p><p></p><p>“Ok, Doopa likes rides. Does Xanthos ride crash in the water?” Doopa asks excitedly</p><p></p><p>“I do not believe I will have time to indulge your childhood regressions.” Xanthos replies</p><p></p><p>As Aleena worked the healing magic over the soles of Menthos’ feet, the door to the room is thrust open as a heavily breathing Doopa bull rushes into the room.</p><p></p><p>“What’s the matter?” Menthos almost demands as he shoots straight up into a standing position expecting the news of an attack.</p><p></p><p>“Xanthos want Doopa to ride him hard for practice.” The ogre restates</p><p></p><p>Good thing Menthos wasn’t drinking anything at that moment, it would have been shellacked over the walls, “What?” Menthos managed to get out between giggles.</p><p></p><p>“Doopa will ride Xanthos so hard horse-man will collapse.” Doopa reiterated</p><p></p><p>“Do I need to buy tickets for the mule show, or do I get a VIP seat?” Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>“Doopa not know why dirty elf need ticket to watch Doopa mount Xanthos.” The ogre explains</p><p></p><p>“Doopa, my naïve lumberjack, has it ever occurred to you that your fate may be to bring an alternative lifestyle to the ogres of the Cloudwalls?” Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>“Doopa already planning on bringing balanced diet to clan, eating bugs and perytons give ogres very much bad gas.” Doopa answers</p><p></p><p>Menthos follows Doopa out into the courtyard where an impatient Xanthos waits to get going.</p><p></p><p>“I told you not to tell that one anything, he does not need to be privy to my plan.” Xanthos states</p><p></p><p>“Well, I’m glad he did. At first I was skeptical that this whole business of him riding you hard until you collapsed was just a ploy to get some quality time in with Doopa.” Menthos says</p><p></p><p>“What’s the problem guys?” Haimish shows up to the conversation</p><p></p><p>“I am going to infiltrate Hledra and bring back the heart of the orc warlord as payment for the theft of my own.” Xanthos elaborates</p><p></p><p>“I don’t think having sex with an ogre is going to accomplish that or make them throw open the gates of the city ahead of your arrival.” Menthos counters</p><p></p><p>“What? What gave you the notion that this was in any way not a reconnaissance mission?” Xanthos says over the stunned silence from Haimish and Doopa</p><p></p><p> “Okay, looks like I need to go something about a song or something other than stand here with you people here, now.” Haimish gets out while backing away and whistling a tune.</p><p> </p><p>“Hey, what you want to charm Doopa for is your own business, but at least you could use better code words than; take my out into the woods and rock my world.” Menthos suggests</p><p></p><p>“I shall endeavor to remember that tip when I return to increase your body’s mineral content through a piercing application of my sword.” Xanthos states and transforms into a horse </p><p></p><p>Doopa and Xanthos are gone for most of the day, the rest of the party help provide maintenance around the keep. As night begins to creep across the Majestics, Xanthos and Doopa return with the ogre carrying an extremely exhausted Xanthos slung over his shoulder. Xanthos forced himself to lean up and whisper in Doopa’s ear, which caused Doopa to alter his path and avoid Menthos as they walked through the courtyard of the keep.</p><p></p><p>Xanthos left the next morning far ahead of sunrise and flew to within a mile of Hledra, at the time Xanthos saw the night sky clearly and thought nothing of it. Transforming into a tired and abused horse, Xanthos made his way closer and closer to the enemy. Ascending the final hill before Hledra would come into view, Xanthos thought about the torment he would allow the orc to feel before quickly ending his life. These thoughts fueled Xanthos and distracted him as he crested the hill and limped into the valley below. </p><p></p><p>The shacks and hovels of Hledra’s kobold residents passed by the preoccupied Xanthos without so much a protest of his presence. It wasn’t until Xanthos stood before Hledra’s tower keep that he thought it odd he had seen nor heard anyone or anything. Turning back he noted there were no fires burning in the kobold’s town, and then remembering the night sky had been clear. Xanthos panicked and visualized the entire city sacking Kindoras Keep; guilt wracked his mind as he “saw” Haimish and Doopa ripped to shreds without Xanthos there to protect them.</p><p></p><p>Xanthos returns to avian form and without regard to his safety flies back to Kindoras as quickly as his wings and the tailwind take him. Keeping his attention split between the horizon and the ground below him, Xanthos searches for evidence that a massive army trudged through the heavy snow on its way to Kindoras. Finding evidence of that lacking, Xanthos worried that Hledra may have come down from the Majestics with their frost giant pals and attacked from that direction. Xanthos shifted his flight plan and headed into the Majestics to look for passage of Hledra along that route. </p><p></p><p>Xanthos returned to the valley where they defeated the previous frost giant force and found that the ice gate was still functioning and illuminated its surrounding cliff walls in a pale blue glow, making them seem as enormous icebergs. Still there was no evidence that Hledra advanced on Kindoras from this direction either. Confused but anxious, Xanthos sped back to Kindoras hoping that it still stood. He found it exactly as he left it.</p><p></p><p>“That’s odd; I wonder where they all went. Did you get into the castle at all?” Haimish inquired</p><p></p><p>“No, I only saw the kobolds residences were empty and flew back here.” Xanthos answered</p><p></p><p>“Looks like Hledra didn’t want your impression of used meat, maybe you should try again as a giant carrot?” Menthos offers</p><p></p><p>“We should leave immediately and find them. An army that can seemingly disappear over the span of a couple days is alarming. Also disturbing is the inference that Hledra abandoned their city for another destination.” Eeyore interjects</p><p></p><p>“Wherever they went it wasn’t west.” Xanthos answers</p><p></p><p>“Doopa say they went down.” The ogre states while pointing at the ground beneath him</p><p></p><p>“The devils; lure an army into thinking they’d fled and then when the occupying force is asleep they burst from the ground like a pustule to overwhelm them and destroy them before they even realize what happened.” Xanthos imagines, clenching his fist and drawing his lips taunt.</p><p></p><p>“You guys are all paranoid; they probably went to their winter vacation spots along the Tarantis coast. Better fishing there this time of year.” Menthos throws in for consideration</p><p></p><p>“Maybe the ice gate teleported the whole army somewhere? Maybe it allows them to attack at long range and we caught them away from home?” Haimish postulates</p><p></p><p>“That’s a solution I had not considered, perhaps a trek back to the ice tree’s valley is in order?” Xanthos replies</p><p></p><p>“And what do you plan on doing once you get there? Go through the gate?” Menthos asks</p><p></p><p>“No, I will shut it down.” Xanthos answers</p><p></p><p>The party readies for the grueling hike into the southern Majestics, due to the snow Xanthos felt it would take just as long for him to dig a new tunnel big enough for Doopa and Eeyore’s tiger to crawl through than in would be for them to just walk there themselves. </p><p></p><p>It takes the party two days to reach the valley, they spy the sickening glow hours before they actually reach the valley though and it helps keep them on track. Every so often Xanthos would ask Eeyore if he saw any tracks that might be from frost giants or small goblinoids and every time Eeyore would reply with a “no”.</p><p></p><p>Even with Xanthos’ extra protections against the cold, the proximity of the ice gate still sent chills through the magic and threatened to grip their souls. Xanthos approached the pale blue gate first and peered around its two-dimensional edges.</p><p></p><p>“Haimish please come up here and cast <em>detect magic </em> on this to see what we’re dealing with.” Xanthos implored</p><p></p><p>“Why him? I can do it without thinking.” Menthos answered</p><p></p><p>“I don’t trust you.” Xanthos replied</p><p></p><p>Haimish finished the words and concentrated on the gate, as he did so, the magic of the spell seemed to coalesce around his finger tips and then flake off like snow, falling in a freezing shower of magic at Haimish’s feet.</p><p></p><p>“Premature ensorcellation problem Haimish?” Menthos observed</p><p></p><p>Haimish just stared blankly in disbelief at the rainbow hued snow at his feet.</p><p></p><p>“Wait, this isn’t a two-way gate, it’s a one way gate, pouring the heart of the plane of ice out into this valley.” Xanthos determined</p><p></p><p>“Wow, that’s some impressive magics.” Eeyore stated</p><p></p><p>“Where’d Hledra go then?” Haimish asked</p><p></p><p>The party lets the question linger as Eeyore and Doopa advance to check out the gate for them selves. As they approach Xanthos and Haimish notice an aura around their bodies that tapers behind them like a comet tail, rainbow hued snow precipitates from this tail and falls upon the white snow below them.</p><p></p><p>“Wait! Your energy protection is being frozen away, get back from the gate lest it falters and you freeze permanently.” Xanthos instructs</p><p></p><p>The party halts their progress and begin to retreat, Haimish finds moving difficult almost as if he’s been frozen to the very spot he stood. Looking down he finds dark blue ice encrusted forearms reaching out of the snow beneath him and holding his legs in place.</p><p></p><p>“Ahh, I’m under attack!” Haimish shouts, his voice however carries only a few feet before the sound is frozen in midair and comes crashes down upon the hard snow.</p><p></p><p>Haimish squirms to get away from the arms and as he twists his body, he loses his balance and falls into the two feet of snow beneath him. Doopa catches the movement out of the corner of his eye and moves towards the fallen bard to help him. Two arms reach up through the snow and grasp Doopa’s ankles, the ogre forces his feet through the holds and his great strength is able to separate the hands from their forearm owners. </p><p></p><p>Haimish tries to drag himself away from the grasping hands, only to find he’s aiding the upbringing of the arm’s owner as a dark blue corpse rises from the snow beneath him. It’s hands clench the bard’s knees tightly as it slowly pulls Haimish towards it’s former hiding place. Ice cold fingers instantly cause frostbite around Haimish’s knees, the corpse’s mouth is twisted in a mockery of horror and pain it’s shattered mind knowing only that it must extinguish all warmth. It’s black soulless eyes belie cold determination and a malevolence that only the most depraved can even hint at. </p><p></p><p>Haimish kicks at the corpse’s face as it draws him closer, small bits of ice fleck off at the impact site, Haimish notes it’s face is a solid as iron and the only damage done was to the ligaments in Haimish’s knee. Xanthos leaps upon the undead creature as a polar bear and rips the thing’s head off, black slush oozes from it’s neck as the grip around Haimish’s legs finally abates. Doopa tosses the de-handed corpse he fished from the snow beneath him and tosses it into the air, using his massive club he then bats the undead monster into the gate. The body slows down as it reaches the gate and the creature ceases moving altogether just prior to colliding with the gate. Millions of frozen pieces of zombie are scattered across the valley as the undead abomination is neutralized. </p><p></p><p>Dozens of small ice clouds emerge from Doopa’s mouth as the barbarian’s shouts of victory are frozen and crash to the ground. The party races back to Menthos’ position where they can finally communicate.</p><p></p><p>“Well, I think we can finally lay to rest any question on who the smartest person here is.” Menthos states</p><p></p><p>“What were those things?” Haimish inquires</p><p></p><p>“The welcoming committee, this was meant as a threat. We’re getting the attention of whomever left this gate here.” Xanthos answers</p><p></p><p>“The way the gate freezes anything close to it, there would be no need for the zombies to be there except as a maid service or for an overkill of protection.” Eeyore states</p><p></p><p>“We’re annoying someone.” Xanthos says almost tauntingly, “I’m coming for you orc, prepare your pyre! I will know no mercy!” Xanthos shouts at the gate.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Hairy Minotaur, post: 3824928, member: 11574"] [b]That's just cold[/b] Xanthos quickly located Doopa as he flew into the keep, transforming back into an elf and motioning the ogre over in the same movement. “I have a plan; I am going to gain entry into Hledra by becoming an overburdened horse. The leaders should add me to the stables allowing me a greater chance to observe the city undetected.” Xanthos explains “Uh, ok. You need Doopa to rescue you?” Doopa inquires “No, I’m going to need to make my presentation as perfect as possible, so in that regards I need you to saddle up on my back as I gallop as hard as I can for as long as my body holds up, this will make my ruse as a tired horse much more believable.” Xanthos answers “Ok, Doopa likes rides. Does Xanthos ride crash in the water?” Doopa asks excitedly “I do not believe I will have time to indulge your childhood regressions.” Xanthos replies As Aleena worked the healing magic over the soles of Menthos’ feet, the door to the room is thrust open as a heavily breathing Doopa bull rushes into the room. “What’s the matter?” Menthos almost demands as he shoots straight up into a standing position expecting the news of an attack. “Xanthos want Doopa to ride him hard for practice.” The ogre restates Good thing Menthos wasn’t drinking anything at that moment, it would have been shellacked over the walls, “What?” Menthos managed to get out between giggles. “Doopa will ride Xanthos so hard horse-man will collapse.” Doopa reiterated “Do I need to buy tickets for the mule show, or do I get a VIP seat?” Menthos asks “Doopa not know why dirty elf need ticket to watch Doopa mount Xanthos.” The ogre explains “Doopa, my naïve lumberjack, has it ever occurred to you that your fate may be to bring an alternative lifestyle to the ogres of the Cloudwalls?” Menthos asks “Doopa already planning on bringing balanced diet to clan, eating bugs and perytons give ogres very much bad gas.” Doopa answers Menthos follows Doopa out into the courtyard where an impatient Xanthos waits to get going. “I told you not to tell that one anything, he does not need to be privy to my plan.” Xanthos states “Well, I’m glad he did. At first I was skeptical that this whole business of him riding you hard until you collapsed was just a ploy to get some quality time in with Doopa.” Menthos says “What’s the problem guys?” Haimish shows up to the conversation “I am going to infiltrate Hledra and bring back the heart of the orc warlord as payment for the theft of my own.” Xanthos elaborates “I don’t think having sex with an ogre is going to accomplish that or make them throw open the gates of the city ahead of your arrival.” Menthos counters “What? What gave you the notion that this was in any way not a reconnaissance mission?” Xanthos says over the stunned silence from Haimish and Doopa “Okay, looks like I need to go something about a song or something other than stand here with you people here, now.” Haimish gets out while backing away and whistling a tune. “Hey, what you want to charm Doopa for is your own business, but at least you could use better code words than; take my out into the woods and rock my world.” Menthos suggests “I shall endeavor to remember that tip when I return to increase your body’s mineral content through a piercing application of my sword.” Xanthos states and transforms into a horse Doopa and Xanthos are gone for most of the day, the rest of the party help provide maintenance around the keep. As night begins to creep across the Majestics, Xanthos and Doopa return with the ogre carrying an extremely exhausted Xanthos slung over his shoulder. Xanthos forced himself to lean up and whisper in Doopa’s ear, which caused Doopa to alter his path and avoid Menthos as they walked through the courtyard of the keep. Xanthos left the next morning far ahead of sunrise and flew to within a mile of Hledra, at the time Xanthos saw the night sky clearly and thought nothing of it. Transforming into a tired and abused horse, Xanthos made his way closer and closer to the enemy. Ascending the final hill before Hledra would come into view, Xanthos thought about the torment he would allow the orc to feel before quickly ending his life. These thoughts fueled Xanthos and distracted him as he crested the hill and limped into the valley below. The shacks and hovels of Hledra’s kobold residents passed by the preoccupied Xanthos without so much a protest of his presence. It wasn’t until Xanthos stood before Hledra’s tower keep that he thought it odd he had seen nor heard anyone or anything. Turning back he noted there were no fires burning in the kobold’s town, and then remembering the night sky had been clear. Xanthos panicked and visualized the entire city sacking Kindoras Keep; guilt wracked his mind as he “saw” Haimish and Doopa ripped to shreds without Xanthos there to protect them. Xanthos returns to avian form and without regard to his safety flies back to Kindoras as quickly as his wings and the tailwind take him. Keeping his attention split between the horizon and the ground below him, Xanthos searches for evidence that a massive army trudged through the heavy snow on its way to Kindoras. Finding evidence of that lacking, Xanthos worried that Hledra may have come down from the Majestics with their frost giant pals and attacked from that direction. Xanthos shifted his flight plan and headed into the Majestics to look for passage of Hledra along that route. Xanthos returned to the valley where they defeated the previous frost giant force and found that the ice gate was still functioning and illuminated its surrounding cliff walls in a pale blue glow, making them seem as enormous icebergs. Still there was no evidence that Hledra advanced on Kindoras from this direction either. Confused but anxious, Xanthos sped back to Kindoras hoping that it still stood. He found it exactly as he left it. “That’s odd; I wonder where they all went. Did you get into the castle at all?” Haimish inquired “No, I only saw the kobolds residences were empty and flew back here.” Xanthos answered “Looks like Hledra didn’t want your impression of used meat, maybe you should try again as a giant carrot?” Menthos offers “We should leave immediately and find them. An army that can seemingly disappear over the span of a couple days is alarming. Also disturbing is the inference that Hledra abandoned their city for another destination.” Eeyore interjects “Wherever they went it wasn’t west.” Xanthos answers “Doopa say they went down.” The ogre states while pointing at the ground beneath him “The devils; lure an army into thinking they’d fled and then when the occupying force is asleep they burst from the ground like a pustule to overwhelm them and destroy them before they even realize what happened.” Xanthos imagines, clenching his fist and drawing his lips taunt. “You guys are all paranoid; they probably went to their winter vacation spots along the Tarantis coast. Better fishing there this time of year.” Menthos throws in for consideration “Maybe the ice gate teleported the whole army somewhere? Maybe it allows them to attack at long range and we caught them away from home?” Haimish postulates “That’s a solution I had not considered, perhaps a trek back to the ice tree’s valley is in order?” Xanthos replies “And what do you plan on doing once you get there? Go through the gate?” Menthos asks “No, I will shut it down.” Xanthos answers The party readies for the grueling hike into the southern Majestics, due to the snow Xanthos felt it would take just as long for him to dig a new tunnel big enough for Doopa and Eeyore’s tiger to crawl through than in would be for them to just walk there themselves. It takes the party two days to reach the valley, they spy the sickening glow hours before they actually reach the valley though and it helps keep them on track. Every so often Xanthos would ask Eeyore if he saw any tracks that might be from frost giants or small goblinoids and every time Eeyore would reply with a “no”. Even with Xanthos’ extra protections against the cold, the proximity of the ice gate still sent chills through the magic and threatened to grip their souls. Xanthos approached the pale blue gate first and peered around its two-dimensional edges. “Haimish please come up here and cast [I]detect magic [/I] on this to see what we’re dealing with.” Xanthos implored “Why him? I can do it without thinking.” Menthos answered “I don’t trust you.” Xanthos replied Haimish finished the words and concentrated on the gate, as he did so, the magic of the spell seemed to coalesce around his finger tips and then flake off like snow, falling in a freezing shower of magic at Haimish’s feet. “Premature ensorcellation problem Haimish?” Menthos observed Haimish just stared blankly in disbelief at the rainbow hued snow at his feet. “Wait, this isn’t a two-way gate, it’s a one way gate, pouring the heart of the plane of ice out into this valley.” Xanthos determined “Wow, that’s some impressive magics.” Eeyore stated “Where’d Hledra go then?” Haimish asked The party lets the question linger as Eeyore and Doopa advance to check out the gate for them selves. As they approach Xanthos and Haimish notice an aura around their bodies that tapers behind them like a comet tail, rainbow hued snow precipitates from this tail and falls upon the white snow below them. “Wait! Your energy protection is being frozen away, get back from the gate lest it falters and you freeze permanently.” Xanthos instructs The party halts their progress and begin to retreat, Haimish finds moving difficult almost as if he’s been frozen to the very spot he stood. Looking down he finds dark blue ice encrusted forearms reaching out of the snow beneath him and holding his legs in place. “Ahh, I’m under attack!” Haimish shouts, his voice however carries only a few feet before the sound is frozen in midair and comes crashes down upon the hard snow. Haimish squirms to get away from the arms and as he twists his body, he loses his balance and falls into the two feet of snow beneath him. Doopa catches the movement out of the corner of his eye and moves towards the fallen bard to help him. Two arms reach up through the snow and grasp Doopa’s ankles, the ogre forces his feet through the holds and his great strength is able to separate the hands from their forearm owners. Haimish tries to drag himself away from the grasping hands, only to find he’s aiding the upbringing of the arm’s owner as a dark blue corpse rises from the snow beneath him. It’s hands clench the bard’s knees tightly as it slowly pulls Haimish towards it’s former hiding place. Ice cold fingers instantly cause frostbite around Haimish’s knees, the corpse’s mouth is twisted in a mockery of horror and pain it’s shattered mind knowing only that it must extinguish all warmth. It’s black soulless eyes belie cold determination and a malevolence that only the most depraved can even hint at. Haimish kicks at the corpse’s face as it draws him closer, small bits of ice fleck off at the impact site, Haimish notes it’s face is a solid as iron and the only damage done was to the ligaments in Haimish’s knee. Xanthos leaps upon the undead creature as a polar bear and rips the thing’s head off, black slush oozes from it’s neck as the grip around Haimish’s legs finally abates. Doopa tosses the de-handed corpse he fished from the snow beneath him and tosses it into the air, using his massive club he then bats the undead monster into the gate. The body slows down as it reaches the gate and the creature ceases moving altogether just prior to colliding with the gate. Millions of frozen pieces of zombie are scattered across the valley as the undead abomination is neutralized. Dozens of small ice clouds emerge from Doopa’s mouth as the barbarian’s shouts of victory are frozen and crash to the ground. The party races back to Menthos’ position where they can finally communicate. “Well, I think we can finally lay to rest any question on who the smartest person here is.” Menthos states “What were those things?” Haimish inquires “The welcoming committee, this was meant as a threat. We’re getting the attention of whomever left this gate here.” Xanthos answers “The way the gate freezes anything close to it, there would be no need for the zombies to be there except as a maid service or for an overkill of protection.” Eeyore states “We’re annoying someone.” Xanthos says almost tauntingly, “I’m coming for you orc, prepare your pyre! I will know no mercy!” Xanthos shouts at the gate. [/QUOTE]
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