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<blockquote data-quote="Cafu" data-source="post: 6169502" data-attributes="member: 6692807"><p>John immediately exclaimed:</p><p> </p><p>“The lift room!”</p><p> </p><p>Hurriedly, we formed up and moved down there. The corridors were narrow so we had to go in single file, Victor first. He arrived at the lift room, only to find no lift. Every one stopped as there was only a shimmering barrier below him. I was stuck in the corridor, just behind Felix.</p><p> </p><p>Victor called out:</p><p> </p><p>“John, I thought you said you disabled that lift?”</p><p> </p><p>“I did,” came the reply from the back.</p><p> </p><p>“Well it’s gone now.”</p><p> </p><p>“It must be the Ragesians,” I said. “Somehow they must have managed to circumvent the disabling. Felix, do you still have your spell which forms a stone wall?”</p><p> </p><p>“No, but I may have something else……..”</p><p> </p><p>Suddenly there was a collection of cries from the rear of the group:</p><p> </p><p>“What the…….?” in Drudge’s voice.</p><p> </p><p>“Ernie? Is that you? How did you get up here?” from Jorine.</p><p> </p><p>“What’re you doing, Ern?”John was shouting, obviously alarmed.</p><p> </p><p>Then we all heard a thin nasal voice, grating and irritating, like a whining child:</p><p> </p><p>“Rebels, new longwalkers and songbearers, your blindness has pleased me, but now, with the blessing of my brothers, and with our grandmother as my witness and my destructive hand, you shall be silenced.”</p><p> </p><p>I looked at Felix, puzzled and with a silent question on my face.</p><p> </p><p>He shook his head but looked concerned and then there was a huge cry from the back. Drudge roared:</p><p> </p><p>“Dragon! ’Ware.”</p><p> </p><p>That bloody skeleton! I just knew it would animate at some point! I wish I could have worked out some way to get at it. Mistakenly, I thought that the nature of the wall which was keeping me out would also keep it in. Obviously, I was mistaken.</p><p> </p><p>Then another shout from John:</p><p> </p><p>“Run! Run for the sled!”</p><p> </p><p>So to make things even better, we would be forced to use that sled, despite its patently evil nature. I knew there was no choice; John was perfectly aware of my opinion of it and he would not shout that at us unless it was absolutely necessary; a true emergency! Everyone immediately began to run towards the room where the sled was situated.</p><p> </p><p>As we all exited the corridor, it was all I could do not to stumble and freeze in fear; it was not the skeleton of the dragon that was in front of us but rather the beast itself, in its fully fleshed glory, beating its wings, writhing, rearing, hissing its madness, tears of fire streaming down its face. That rattled me; I was in a panic, finding it difficult to concentrate and think; all I could do was run. I saw that Drudge, Jorine, Oller and John were already ahead of me, as I joined them in the large room on the way to the sled.</p><p> </p><p>The warriors and Felix were behind me and hampered by their heavy armour, still in the corridor. Longhelim, Victor and Grellfinn bravely confronted the dragon as with a lunge of its enormous head, it opened its mouth and emitted an enormous curtain of fire, engulfing the warriors and the priest. Thankfully, they were all protected against the element but even so, judging from how they looked, the fierceness of the flame must have burnt them badly. Poor Darius, with no protection at all and only just recovered from seven months of idiocy, was a set of black, smoking remains on the floor.</p><p> </p><p>The warriors took advantage to close with the beast and unleashed their full repertoire of offensive moves against it…….and failed to even make it flinch; I didn’t really notice the dragon being sliced by any swords. The only person who nicked it was Grellfinn and the beast seemed to take such offence at this tiny cut that it proceeded to rip the poor gnome paladin into pieces, savaging him with jaws, talons and wings.</p><p> </p><p>Even though it was too late for Grellfinn I still cast my spell of speed at everyone within range, which was mostly myself and the warriors.</p><p> </p><p>Jorine and John were shouting at everyone to run to the sled. Longhelim quickly realised the futility of attempting to fight and began to retreat. I cast my obscuring fog spell on top of dragon, to follow up on my spell of speed. This allowed Victor to pick up Grellfinn’s body and run back to the sled. I could see the strain of the warrior. I had also moved into the sled just in time to witness John taking one of the soul gems and shoving it into face of the sun; with dreadful resignation, I saw a light go out, a movement within the gem still and then electricity flashed around the sled and a team of griffins appeared at the front, moving, flapping their wings and getting ready to fly. Drudge sat in the driver’s position and continued to shout:</p><p> </p><p>“Everyone get in here! We’re leaving now!”</p><p> </p><p>With a sinking heart, I saw that there was another flash of fire from the other room. The dragon must have burnt through my cloud; and Victor and Longhelim were still in the other room; and the dragon was going rip them into little pieces. I had one chance to do something; I hoped that it would work. It hadn’t before but maybe enough had changed that this time it would, if only for a short period of time; after that, I was out of tricks.</p><p> </p><p>If it did work, then we would only have the Ragesian army to contend with!</p><p> </p><p>I prepared myself; readied to cast my spell as soon as the warriors appeared through the doorway; any moment now……</p><p> </p><p>I had just finished getting ready when Longhelim appeared and jumped on to one of the runners, looking anxiously behind him. Just a few moments behind him, Victor lumbered through, carrying the body of the gnome paladin in his arms; as soon as he was through the doorway, I cast my spell and an unbreakable wall shimmered into being across the whole wall and the doorway.</p><p> </p><p>It had only just appeared when the whole castle shook as the dragon crashed into it just behind the warriors. This was almost like a small earthquake and chunks of dust, plaster and other debris rained down on us. We couldn’t see her after that but we didn’t really care at this point; our main attention was fixed on getting out of here. There was a window in front of us and Drudge was just getting ready to take us through.</p><p> </p><p>The hippogriffs, strange beasts, with the heads, chests and front claws of eagles and the back end of horses, stirred restlessly and began to move to Drudge’s strange cry:</p><p> </p><p>“Mush!”</p><p> </p><p>I didn’t know what it meant but it seemed to do the trick. Just at that moment though, something clicked in front of my eyes and that correction I made to my magic which allowed me to see invisible things suddenly switched my perception and I “saw” a wall that had been hidden by magic! If we had attempted to drive through, it was very likely that the chariot would have been smashed into smithereens.</p><p> </p><p>“Stop” I screamed and jumped out; “there’s an invisible wall there! I’m going to put a hole in it!”</p><p> </p><p>Thankfully, I remembered my spell which allowed me to put a doorway into walls and this time I had two of them; I would need both to allow the chariot through. I had just cast the first spell when there was an ominous crash from the ceiling, causing more debris to rain down. My second spell was cast, an escape route was open to us and I had just managed to dive head first into the chariot when Syana came crashing down through the ceiling, just in time to catch the chariot a glancing blow as it swept past her, into the emptiness beyond!</p><p> </p><p>Our immediate relief to escape the dragon was forgotten as the chariot plunged to the ground below; I wish I could say that we all kept our stoic mien as this was happening but I suspect that I was screaming; Jorine certainly was, shrilly, next to my right ear; there was more unidentified bellowing which finished in an undignified gulp as the chariot pulled up sharply just before it crashed into the ground; to the utter astonishment of the crowd gathered below! The hippogriffs screamed and took the strain; we began to fly through the canyon.</p><p> </p><p>I suspect that the Ragesian army was expecting many things but a flying chariot with a tail of fire, crashing through the castle walls, drawn by mythical beasts, almost plunging to the ground and pulling up in the last minute, was not one of them; especially a chariot stuffed full of screaming gnomes, dwarves and humans. That was certainly obvious by the looks on the faces of the audience below!</p><p> </p><p>And what an audience! There were massed ranks of Ragesian soldier and archers; then there were the officers, staring at the Castle; there was also a pair of wyvern knights…at the moment. I was expecting more to appear at any moment, with a group of this size. Finally, and most astonishingly, there was a group of elves, finely dressed and armoured, standing by themselves; and amongst them was one whom I only glimpsed but recognized! It was Shalosha, Crown Princess of Shahalesti and only daughter of Shalaadel, King of those lands. My mind immediately began trying to think: why was she here but then I had to concentrate on other things…….</p><p> </p><p>Several of the ranks ducked as we nearly took off their heads off and there were a few attempts to shoot at us but most of the archers were so surprised that they had not had time to react to our rather interesting exit from the castle.</p><p> </p><p>At this point, I lost most of my interest in the army below and watched the window with a desperate anxiety. Syana would not allow us to escape so easily. Victor, who had swapped driving duties with Drudge, was urging our noble steeds as much as he could although it was difficult to tell just what effect it was having on magical constructs; everyone else was beginning to get ready for whatever was coming. I managed to cast a spell of flying on Drudge, reasoning that having a flying archer in our midst was to our greatest advantage in this situation; not a moment too soon either, as suddenly, two wyverns with riders rose up behind us and began closing. They were quickly followed by several elven figures, who must have drunk potions or cast spells. Shalosha was among them, and she had an escort of warriors.</p><p> </p><p>Drudge shot off several arrows towards the nearest pursuing wyvern, hitting him and trying to discourage him but that did not work, so the ranger departed from the sled, leaving Victor in the driving seat. Shalosha caught up to us almost immediate and was shouting something from behind, most of which was lost in the wind:</p><p> </p><p>“……land……not harmed…….talk……..”</p><p> </p><p>That was what we were able to catch and we assumed that she wanted to let us know that we were to land and that she guaranteed our safety. We continued on and I shouted back, hoping that she would be able to hear us:</p><p> </p><p>“You’re not the one we’re worried about!”</p><p> </p><p>I was stabbing behind her with my finger, as I was shouting this!</p><p> </p><p>I was too late as at this point; all eyes turned back to the castle as Syana the dragon erupted from the tower in an explosion of gold, stone and flame, with eyes of liquid fire and screaming her rage to the world. </p><p> </p><p>This dramatic intervention brought an immediate reaction from the flying forces pursuing us; the elven warriors immediately tried to catch up to their princess but they were all wearing heavy armour; Shalosha stared uncomprehendingly at this new development for a few moments and then immediately began to cast spells; a moment later, she disappeared; wise woman.</p><p> </p><p>Syana then leisurely opened her mouth and suddenly I lost all my fear and felt an overwhelming anger towards this noxious beast! After all the trouble we had gone through, all the battles we had fought in the Monastery of the Two Winds, the pain and humiliation we had undergone fighting the undead, the wounds and the death of Victor, it all culminated in a battle with this unnatural bag of lizard bones! And it was all for nothing anyway! The bloody Torch wasn’t even there! I was at the end of my tether and without even thinking about, I took out my sling and fitted a bullet into it; with a scream, I shot it in the general direction of that big flying newt! I may have screamed but if I had, it was lost in the roar I heard from behind me as Victor seemed to be of a like mind and shot his crossbow at her as well; in fact, we all seemed to have had enough and were shooting, throwing or just screaming at her.</p><p> </p><p>I could still see Drudge in the distance; he was having his own private duel with the wyvern knights; well, duel may have been an overstatement; shall we say he was using them as targets in his very own range; I couldn’t remember if Drudge had ever flown as freely as this before but he was certainly reveling in it; his opponents weren’t; I don’t think these Ragesian Knights had ever come across someone like Drudge before; they were unlikely to again though as I saw the first one tumbling through the air, several arrows in his torso.</p><p> </p><p>Shalosha was still casting spell on herself but I wasn’t paying that much attention. I was staring at the oversized newt! Come on, come on, just a little closer……there. I shot her with my sling again but it only bounced off. Syana did fly closer though, but she was met with a masterful combination of blows from Longhelim who engaged her with calculation and skill, while balancing precariously on one of the runners of the sled; although she hurt the paladin badly, she certainly had not been expecting to be so badly slashed in return. Victor and I were still ready to fling anything we could at her but she had flow off; John crawled over to Longhelim and cured him.</p><p> </p><p>Suddenly, a lightning bolt appeared in mid-air and struck Syana, causing a hiss of anger and eyes of fire to seek the skies for the author of this new hurt. Unable to find this enemy, Syana opened her maw again and this time a sheet of fire washed over us. All of this made me realize that by mindlessly shooting with a sling, I was losing all of my advantages, namely my spells, and I managed to calm down a little. Then, I cast a lighting bolt into her gut, causing her to emit another roar; she certainly felt that; she didn’t like lightning; this time, she flapped her wings and flew over our chariot, biting me on my torso as she swept by. I was badly mauled; still conscious, but with blood pouring out of most of my chest, I realised that I wouldn’t be able to withstand another attack of the same magnitude; so I cast my spell of invisibility and moved to one of the sled runners.</p><p> </p><p>Not a moment again, as she flew in again, but this time she went after our driver Victor; as if he needed more scars!</p><p> </p><p>Thankfully, this was allowing John and Felix to heal both themselves and Longhelim.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cafu, post: 6169502, member: 6692807"] John immediately exclaimed: “The lift room!” Hurriedly, we formed up and moved down there. The corridors were narrow so we had to go in single file, Victor first. He arrived at the lift room, only to find no lift. Every one stopped as there was only a shimmering barrier below him. I was stuck in the corridor, just behind Felix. Victor called out: “John, I thought you said you disabled that lift?” “I did,” came the reply from the back. “Well it’s gone now.” “It must be the Ragesians,” I said. “Somehow they must have managed to circumvent the disabling. Felix, do you still have your spell which forms a stone wall?” “No, but I may have something else……..” Suddenly there was a collection of cries from the rear of the group: “What the…….?” in Drudge’s voice. “Ernie? Is that you? How did you get up here?” from Jorine. “What’re you doing, Ern?”John was shouting, obviously alarmed. Then we all heard a thin nasal voice, grating and irritating, like a whining child: “Rebels, new longwalkers and songbearers, your blindness has pleased me, but now, with the blessing of my brothers, and with our grandmother as my witness and my destructive hand, you shall be silenced.” I looked at Felix, puzzled and with a silent question on my face. He shook his head but looked concerned and then there was a huge cry from the back. Drudge roared: “Dragon! ’Ware.” That bloody skeleton! I just knew it would animate at some point! I wish I could have worked out some way to get at it. Mistakenly, I thought that the nature of the wall which was keeping me out would also keep it in. Obviously, I was mistaken. Then another shout from John: “Run! Run for the sled!” So to make things even better, we would be forced to use that sled, despite its patently evil nature. I knew there was no choice; John was perfectly aware of my opinion of it and he would not shout that at us unless it was absolutely necessary; a true emergency! Everyone immediately began to run towards the room where the sled was situated. As we all exited the corridor, it was all I could do not to stumble and freeze in fear; it was not the skeleton of the dragon that was in front of us but rather the beast itself, in its fully fleshed glory, beating its wings, writhing, rearing, hissing its madness, tears of fire streaming down its face. That rattled me; I was in a panic, finding it difficult to concentrate and think; all I could do was run. I saw that Drudge, Jorine, Oller and John were already ahead of me, as I joined them in the large room on the way to the sled. The warriors and Felix were behind me and hampered by their heavy armour, still in the corridor. Longhelim, Victor and Grellfinn bravely confronted the dragon as with a lunge of its enormous head, it opened its mouth and emitted an enormous curtain of fire, engulfing the warriors and the priest. Thankfully, they were all protected against the element but even so, judging from how they looked, the fierceness of the flame must have burnt them badly. Poor Darius, with no protection at all and only just recovered from seven months of idiocy, was a set of black, smoking remains on the floor. The warriors took advantage to close with the beast and unleashed their full repertoire of offensive moves against it…….and failed to even make it flinch; I didn’t really notice the dragon being sliced by any swords. The only person who nicked it was Grellfinn and the beast seemed to take such offence at this tiny cut that it proceeded to rip the poor gnome paladin into pieces, savaging him with jaws, talons and wings. Even though it was too late for Grellfinn I still cast my spell of speed at everyone within range, which was mostly myself and the warriors. Jorine and John were shouting at everyone to run to the sled. Longhelim quickly realised the futility of attempting to fight and began to retreat. I cast my obscuring fog spell on top of dragon, to follow up on my spell of speed. This allowed Victor to pick up Grellfinn’s body and run back to the sled. I could see the strain of the warrior. I had also moved into the sled just in time to witness John taking one of the soul gems and shoving it into face of the sun; with dreadful resignation, I saw a light go out, a movement within the gem still and then electricity flashed around the sled and a team of griffins appeared at the front, moving, flapping their wings and getting ready to fly. Drudge sat in the driver’s position and continued to shout: “Everyone get in here! We’re leaving now!” With a sinking heart, I saw that there was another flash of fire from the other room. The dragon must have burnt through my cloud; and Victor and Longhelim were still in the other room; and the dragon was going rip them into little pieces. I had one chance to do something; I hoped that it would work. It hadn’t before but maybe enough had changed that this time it would, if only for a short period of time; after that, I was out of tricks. If it did work, then we would only have the Ragesian army to contend with! I prepared myself; readied to cast my spell as soon as the warriors appeared through the doorway; any moment now…… I had just finished getting ready when Longhelim appeared and jumped on to one of the runners, looking anxiously behind him. Just a few moments behind him, Victor lumbered through, carrying the body of the gnome paladin in his arms; as soon as he was through the doorway, I cast my spell and an unbreakable wall shimmered into being across the whole wall and the doorway. It had only just appeared when the whole castle shook as the dragon crashed into it just behind the warriors. This was almost like a small earthquake and chunks of dust, plaster and other debris rained down on us. We couldn’t see her after that but we didn’t really care at this point; our main attention was fixed on getting out of here. There was a window in front of us and Drudge was just getting ready to take us through. The hippogriffs, strange beasts, with the heads, chests and front claws of eagles and the back end of horses, stirred restlessly and began to move to Drudge’s strange cry: “Mush!” I didn’t know what it meant but it seemed to do the trick. Just at that moment though, something clicked in front of my eyes and that correction I made to my magic which allowed me to see invisible things suddenly switched my perception and I “saw” a wall that had been hidden by magic! If we had attempted to drive through, it was very likely that the chariot would have been smashed into smithereens. “Stop” I screamed and jumped out; “there’s an invisible wall there! I’m going to put a hole in it!” Thankfully, I remembered my spell which allowed me to put a doorway into walls and this time I had two of them; I would need both to allow the chariot through. I had just cast the first spell when there was an ominous crash from the ceiling, causing more debris to rain down. My second spell was cast, an escape route was open to us and I had just managed to dive head first into the chariot when Syana came crashing down through the ceiling, just in time to catch the chariot a glancing blow as it swept past her, into the emptiness beyond! Our immediate relief to escape the dragon was forgotten as the chariot plunged to the ground below; I wish I could say that we all kept our stoic mien as this was happening but I suspect that I was screaming; Jorine certainly was, shrilly, next to my right ear; there was more unidentified bellowing which finished in an undignified gulp as the chariot pulled up sharply just before it crashed into the ground; to the utter astonishment of the crowd gathered below! The hippogriffs screamed and took the strain; we began to fly through the canyon. I suspect that the Ragesian army was expecting many things but a flying chariot with a tail of fire, crashing through the castle walls, drawn by mythical beasts, almost plunging to the ground and pulling up in the last minute, was not one of them; especially a chariot stuffed full of screaming gnomes, dwarves and humans. That was certainly obvious by the looks on the faces of the audience below! And what an audience! There were massed ranks of Ragesian soldier and archers; then there were the officers, staring at the Castle; there was also a pair of wyvern knights…at the moment. I was expecting more to appear at any moment, with a group of this size. Finally, and most astonishingly, there was a group of elves, finely dressed and armoured, standing by themselves; and amongst them was one whom I only glimpsed but recognized! It was Shalosha, Crown Princess of Shahalesti and only daughter of Shalaadel, King of those lands. My mind immediately began trying to think: why was she here but then I had to concentrate on other things……. Several of the ranks ducked as we nearly took off their heads off and there were a few attempts to shoot at us but most of the archers were so surprised that they had not had time to react to our rather interesting exit from the castle. At this point, I lost most of my interest in the army below and watched the window with a desperate anxiety. Syana would not allow us to escape so easily. Victor, who had swapped driving duties with Drudge, was urging our noble steeds as much as he could although it was difficult to tell just what effect it was having on magical constructs; everyone else was beginning to get ready for whatever was coming. I managed to cast a spell of flying on Drudge, reasoning that having a flying archer in our midst was to our greatest advantage in this situation; not a moment too soon either, as suddenly, two wyverns with riders rose up behind us and began closing. They were quickly followed by several elven figures, who must have drunk potions or cast spells. Shalosha was among them, and she had an escort of warriors. Drudge shot off several arrows towards the nearest pursuing wyvern, hitting him and trying to discourage him but that did not work, so the ranger departed from the sled, leaving Victor in the driving seat. Shalosha caught up to us almost immediate and was shouting something from behind, most of which was lost in the wind: “……land……not harmed…….talk……..” That was what we were able to catch and we assumed that she wanted to let us know that we were to land and that she guaranteed our safety. We continued on and I shouted back, hoping that she would be able to hear us: “You’re not the one we’re worried about!” I was stabbing behind her with my finger, as I was shouting this! I was too late as at this point; all eyes turned back to the castle as Syana the dragon erupted from the tower in an explosion of gold, stone and flame, with eyes of liquid fire and screaming her rage to the world. This dramatic intervention brought an immediate reaction from the flying forces pursuing us; the elven warriors immediately tried to catch up to their princess but they were all wearing heavy armour; Shalosha stared uncomprehendingly at this new development for a few moments and then immediately began to cast spells; a moment later, she disappeared; wise woman. Syana then leisurely opened her mouth and suddenly I lost all my fear and felt an overwhelming anger towards this noxious beast! After all the trouble we had gone through, all the battles we had fought in the Monastery of the Two Winds, the pain and humiliation we had undergone fighting the undead, the wounds and the death of Victor, it all culminated in a battle with this unnatural bag of lizard bones! And it was all for nothing anyway! The bloody Torch wasn’t even there! I was at the end of my tether and without even thinking about, I took out my sling and fitted a bullet into it; with a scream, I shot it in the general direction of that big flying newt! I may have screamed but if I had, it was lost in the roar I heard from behind me as Victor seemed to be of a like mind and shot his crossbow at her as well; in fact, we all seemed to have had enough and were shooting, throwing or just screaming at her. I could still see Drudge in the distance; he was having his own private duel with the wyvern knights; well, duel may have been an overstatement; shall we say he was using them as targets in his very own range; I couldn’t remember if Drudge had ever flown as freely as this before but he was certainly reveling in it; his opponents weren’t; I don’t think these Ragesian Knights had ever come across someone like Drudge before; they were unlikely to again though as I saw the first one tumbling through the air, several arrows in his torso. Shalosha was still casting spell on herself but I wasn’t paying that much attention. I was staring at the oversized newt! Come on, come on, just a little closer……there. I shot her with my sling again but it only bounced off. Syana did fly closer though, but she was met with a masterful combination of blows from Longhelim who engaged her with calculation and skill, while balancing precariously on one of the runners of the sled; although she hurt the paladin badly, she certainly had not been expecting to be so badly slashed in return. Victor and I were still ready to fling anything we could at her but she had flow off; John crawled over to Longhelim and cured him. Suddenly, a lightning bolt appeared in mid-air and struck Syana, causing a hiss of anger and eyes of fire to seek the skies for the author of this new hurt. Unable to find this enemy, Syana opened her maw again and this time a sheet of fire washed over us. All of this made me realize that by mindlessly shooting with a sling, I was losing all of my advantages, namely my spells, and I managed to calm down a little. Then, I cast a lighting bolt into her gut, causing her to emit another roar; she certainly felt that; she didn’t like lightning; this time, she flapped her wings and flew over our chariot, biting me on my torso as she swept by. I was badly mauled; still conscious, but with blood pouring out of most of my chest, I realised that I wouldn’t be able to withstand another attack of the same magnitude; so I cast my spell of invisibility and moved to one of the sled runners. Not a moment again, as she flew in again, but this time she went after our driver Victor; as if he needed more scars! Thankfully, this was allowing John and Felix to heal both themselves and Longhelim. [/QUOTE]
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