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<blockquote data-quote="Cafu" data-source="post: 6221932" data-attributes="member: 6692807"><p>We could hear his shout as he plummeted.</p><p> </p><p>Damnation! On top of everything else, Rhuarc must have had some more enchanted arrows which sucked magic. Thankfully, both John and I took advantage of that moment of distraction to step out and drag Felix and Longhelim back into the tree house; unfortunately, just as I was finishing pulling the heavy lump that was Longhelim, several arrows struck me as well. Not only did they hurt a lot but just like Victor before me, I felt my magic dissolving and most of my spells disappeared.</p><p> </p><p>Thankfully, just as this was all happening, I saw that Drudge had managed to climb up the swaying end of the obliterated bridge. Unfortunately, just as he climbed up the branch, several arrows struck him as well. The ranger snarled in disgust as he shouted:</p><p> </p><p>“My magic’s gone as well!”</p><p> </p><p>Inside the tree house, Felix groaned as John tapped him with a wand and sat up.</p><p> </p><p>“What happened? Where’s everyone?”</p><p> </p><p>At this point, I heard Drudge shout:</p><p> </p><p>“Got you!” as he let loose several arrows.</p><p> </p><p> I couldn’t see where they went but he looked satisfied and made a rude sign into the trees. Felix stood up took out a scroll and healed Longhelim. The paladin looked much better; Drudge was still looking around and had actually joined us when there was faint shout from below:</p><p> </p><p>“He’s down here!”</p><p> </p><p>That was Victor’s voice.</p><p> </p><p>Drudge looked at Felix with wide eyes and asked in a tight voice:</p><p> </p><p>“Do you think you could do something for me? I think Rhuarc has poisoned me!”</p><p> </p><p>The priest immediately pulled out a wand and tapped the ranger with it; his colour improved immediately.</p><p> </p><p>“Thanks! That helps a lot. The poison is still there but I’ll have to live with it!”</p><p> </p><p>After that, Drudge began to look down the tree; he was looking at some way of getting off the walkway and jumping down. John guessed his intention and called out to him:</p><p> </p><p>“Hold for a moment and I’ll get the two of us down there safely.”</p><p> </p><p>I moved forward and said to him:</p><p> </p><p>“I’ll make you invisible; that should give Rhuarc something to think about. You won’t go visible if you shoot either. Get him! “</p><p> </p><p>As I was doing the spell, the ranger said:</p><p> </p><p>“Before I get down there, there’s some strange box at the bottom of the house. It’s attached to it somehow; don’t know what it is, but it’s a very strange place to put it!”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim, now fully healed, flew down to the ground. Then John shouted:</p><p> </p><p>“Drudge, grab me!”</p><p> </p><p>The ranger ran over and they both jumped off the walkway. I presumed John had some sort of magic which would protect them from the fall. There were several of this ilk.</p><p> </p><p>That left Felix and I above while everyone else had disappeared; the priest and I looked at each other and then at the obliterated bridge in front us. We were not going to be leaving that way. Fortunately, there was another bridge leading away from this walkway. We looked at that one dubiously; neither one of us was particularly agile, but there was no help for it. It was just as dilapidated and ramshackle as the other one; more importantly, it swung just as badly. Felix went first and managed to get some distance along it; I followed up but unfortunately, Felix’s stride had unsettled it to such an extent that I had barely set foot on it when I tumbled off it but managed to catch the edge, my feet dangling in the air; otherwise, I would have crashed quite some distance to the ground.</p><p> </p><p>Looking behind him, Felix saw that I was in trouble and moved back to help me when he lost his balance as well and after tumbling off, managed to grasp the other side of the bridge. So, there we were, facing each other and dangling from the sides of a rickety bridge when fate decided to add another little twist to the situation.</p><p> </p><p>There was a flash of flame and appearing in front of us was Rhuarc; obviously, he had the capability of magical travel; he looked surprised at our predicament but then he grinned, took out his scimitar and then began to cut through the rope of the bridge….. slowly.</p><p> </p><p>Desperately, I began to shout and just about managed to pull myself up:</p><p> </p><p>“He’s up here!”</p><p> </p><p>He made a rude sign at me and shot me with arrows. They hurt but more importantly, I could feel what few spells I had left being nullified, which was highly frustrating. I was trying very hard to pull Felix up but it was almost impossible. Rhuarc watched with interest for a few moments and then he took out several flasks and threw them at us; they burst into flames and smoke, obscuring our view momentarily and after the conflagration cleared, Rhuarc had gone!</p><p> </p><p>I had other worries though, as the fires began to eat into the dry structure of the bridge; fortunately, I just about managed to help pull Felix out of the fire and onto a safer part of the bridge, from where we both crawled rapidly onto another walkway; not a moment too soon either, as the bridge collapsed behind us, burnt through.</p><p> </p><p>Felix and I scrambled towards the tree trunk, still on all fours; panting, we looked up briefly at the burning bridge and savoured the sensation of being on a firm, stable surface; then, gingerly, we stood up and looked around. There was a way down but we also heard shouting from below:</p><p> </p><p>“We’re on our way up!”</p><p> </p><p>So, looking around carefully, we waited. There was crashing and grunting from below; John was the first to join us. He leapt nimbly from branch to branch and as soon as he arrived, he took out some rope, uncoiled it and just put it on the ground; he muttered something under his breath and made various signs with his hands, as if winding a rope; the item in question rose up, wound itself around a nearby branch and the other end plummeted down, towards the noise.</p><p> </p><p>As he was doing this, Drudge appeared next to us; he looked livid; his face was flushed and he was waving his bow around:</p><p> </p><p>“That……Rhuarc! I managed to get a good shot into him but he pulled off that disappearing act of his! Just stepped into a shadow and poof……or bang I should say; must be really nice to be immune to fire!”</p><p> </p><p>“What happened?” I asked.</p><p> </p><p>Drudge grimaced:</p><p> </p><p>“Oh, I stalked him. He didn’t see me, thanks to your spell. He was hiding under that big tree branch over there; he must have slippers that allow him to cling to surfaces as well. He was just hanging there waiting to ambush someone I think; I shot him; got several good arrows into him, but as I said we’re going to have to pummel him down completely almost instantaneously or not at all; he’s always going to be able to do his disappearing trick and there’s nothing we can do about that!”</p><p> </p><p>I heard a grunt and I saw that Victor was pulling himself up on the rope, watched by John. As the warrior was levering himself up, I mused:</p><p> </p><p>“This whole city is his play ground; he knows every nook and cranny of this place. He could leave us here and disappear down the caves and we wouldn’t be any the wiser for days! Or he could hide from us for months; he’s fighting us because he wants to and thinks he can win. Well, the only thing we can do at the moment is just systematically explore the areas which interested us from our aerial scout and deal with him as and when he makes a move. The only slight advantage we have is that there are six of us and one of him.”</p><p> </p><p>“That doesn’t seem to have been much of an advantage so far,” muttered the ranger.</p><p> </p><p>I grimaced:</p><p> </p><p>“Well, at least we’ve managed to get rid of his shadow familiar and his two drow girlfriends; hmm, talking about them, let’s go take a look at the bodies when everyone is ready.”</p><p> </p><p>Drudge cheered up at that:</p><p> </p><p>“There’s that strange box under the house as well.”</p><p> </p><p>When Longhelim finally joined us, Drudge repeated his story to the warriors.</p><p> </p><p>The paladin frowned when he heard that Rhuarc could transport himself magically.</p><p> </p><p>“He seems to have a varied and strange group of powers; archery, spell casting ability, stealth and scouting and magical abilities with shadows. Anyone have any ideas what he has studied?”</p><p> </p><p>I had been thinking a little about this:</p><p> </p><p>“Well, some of his abilities are of those of a rogue; and he has definitely arcane powers but I have not come across anyone with undead familiars. He doesn’t have the capability of trying to land a killing blow like that drow who nearly beheaded me with that whip of hers; but that magical transportation and the immunity or high resistance to fire? That sounds positively demonic; he is also obviously acquainted with demons; now we have met him, I don’t think that glabrezu or that basilisk from the abyss were here by accident.”</p><p> </p><p>While we were discussing this, Drudge and Victor were working out a way to get back to the neighbouring walkway with the drow bodies and the strange box. Thankfully, with the aid of John’s magical rope, this was achieved without too much trouble and soon we were standing next to the dead drow. Just in case Rhuarc decided he wanted to return, we moved into the house and then cast a little cantrip which showed us any pieces of equipment which were ensorcelled; there were in fact several of those and these were distributed and put away for later research.</p><p> </p><p>Drudge then squatted down and had another look at this box. Several moments later, he asked John:</p><p> </p><p>“Can I borrow that rope of yours? I think hopefully, if we attached it to this box, we should be able to loosen it and then the two warriors will be able to pull it up.”</p><p> </p><p>The rogue just shook the rope loose and Drudge took one end and went under the dwelling. Moments later, there was a shout:</p><p> </p><p>“Attach it now!”</p><p> </p><p>John duly commanded the rope and then, slowly and carefully, with the two warriors pulling on the other end of the rope, the box was detached, and then pulled up to the walkway.</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim, straining on the rope, said:</p><p> </p><p>“I don’t know what is in there, but whatever it is, it’s very heavy!”</p><p> </p><p>Finally, when it was on a solid surface, John checked it carefully and then opened it. Inside was what appeared to be a coffin! We were all quite taken aback. I wondered if this had something to do with Rhuarc’s shadow familiar and Felix readied his holy symbol. Then Victor and Longhelim carefully opened this coffin.</p><p> </p><p>It was lined with lead, explaining the weight; inside was the perfectly preserved corpse of a half orc; peculiarly, the body had been beheaded; the head was still there but separated from the body. There was a sheet of metal between the head and the torso. I looked at this strange apparition and then suddenly there was something horribly familiar about that face. It struck me; the statue in Gate Pass, standing so tall…….</p><p> </p><p>“I don’t believe this! That’s…….”</p><p> </p><p>“……..the Emperor, Drakus Coaltongue,” completed Victor, softly.</p><p> </p><p>John gaped at us and then looked back at the body:</p><p> </p><p>“Are you sure? He doesn’t look much like his statue,” he said dubiously.</p><p> </p><p>I stared intently at the face in front me and replied:</p><p> </p><p>“First of all, he’s dead! He looks very well preserved for someone who’s been dead for months, but he’s certainly dead. Second, if you study any of the iconography devoted to the Emperor, and believe you me there’s plenty of it as he’s never been shy, then you can’t mistake those features anywhere. That’s Coaltongue!”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim was staring intently at it without saying anything while Felix said:</p><p> </p><p>“Faden, I think you’re both right and wrong; I think that is Coaltongue but I don’t think he’s truly dead. There are aspects of divine magic about which you have no knowledge; I have only the slightest inkling of them myself but there are resuscitation spells available to priests of a higher power which are so powerful they do not even require a body to resuscitate; however, they do require one thing. The recipient must be dead and his soul must have left his body!</p><p> </p><p>I am certain that the Ragesian Empire would easily have access to magic of this power and they have not been able help the emperor. That leads me to believe that Drakus Coaltongue is not technically dead!”</p><p> </p><p>I thought for a bit.</p><p> </p><p>“So you think his soul is trapped somewhere maybe? Or could this could be some sort of powerful construct made to look like him? Now you mention it, there is a branch of arcane magic in which a wizard can build himself an extra body and arrange for his soul to flee there in case of the worst of events. It is a branch of arcane research I have been meaning to look into but as ever, there’s never been enough time.”</p><p> </p><p>Felix looked intrigued:</p><p> </p><p>“Really? There’s an arcane spell that allows you to do that? How does it work?”</p><p> </p><p>“Well, bizarrely, from what little reading I’ve done, you have to obtain snow and ice…….”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim cleared his throat at this point:</p><p> </p><p>“Gentlemen, gentlemen, this really isn’t the place. The main question we have to ask ourselves here is: what are we going to do with him or it?”</p><p> </p><p>Victor, who had been watching up to this point, said:</p><p> </p><p>“We should take the head as proof; and put the body back where it was. He may have been our enemy but there is no need to disrespect him; he achieved more in his life than we would hope to in a hundred life times.”</p><p> </p><p>Longhelim nodded. Carefully he took the head and put it in one of his spare cloaks. Then he gently put it in his back pack. After that, we put the body back in the coffin, which was attached to the bottom of the house again.</p><p> </p><p>Drudge had participated in the replacement of the coffin; once that had been achieved, he turned to us and said:</p><p> </p><p>“Stay here! I’m going to take a look around; I had a pretty good idea where he was and I hope I can track him. It’ll be hard but there’s a chance.”</p><p> </p><p>As we waited, Felix began:</p><p> </p><p>“So, Faden, about this spell…..”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cafu, post: 6221932, member: 6692807"] We could hear his shout as he plummeted. Damnation! On top of everything else, Rhuarc must have had some more enchanted arrows which sucked magic. Thankfully, both John and I took advantage of that moment of distraction to step out and drag Felix and Longhelim back into the tree house; unfortunately, just as I was finishing pulling the heavy lump that was Longhelim, several arrows struck me as well. Not only did they hurt a lot but just like Victor before me, I felt my magic dissolving and most of my spells disappeared. Thankfully, just as this was all happening, I saw that Drudge had managed to climb up the swaying end of the obliterated bridge. Unfortunately, just as he climbed up the branch, several arrows struck him as well. The ranger snarled in disgust as he shouted: “My magic’s gone as well!” Inside the tree house, Felix groaned as John tapped him with a wand and sat up. “What happened? Where’s everyone?” At this point, I heard Drudge shout: “Got you!” as he let loose several arrows. I couldn’t see where they went but he looked satisfied and made a rude sign into the trees. Felix stood up took out a scroll and healed Longhelim. The paladin looked much better; Drudge was still looking around and had actually joined us when there was faint shout from below: “He’s down here!” That was Victor’s voice. Drudge looked at Felix with wide eyes and asked in a tight voice: “Do you think you could do something for me? I think Rhuarc has poisoned me!” The priest immediately pulled out a wand and tapped the ranger with it; his colour improved immediately. “Thanks! That helps a lot. The poison is still there but I’ll have to live with it!” After that, Drudge began to look down the tree; he was looking at some way of getting off the walkway and jumping down. John guessed his intention and called out to him: “Hold for a moment and I’ll get the two of us down there safely.” I moved forward and said to him: “I’ll make you invisible; that should give Rhuarc something to think about. You won’t go visible if you shoot either. Get him! “ As I was doing the spell, the ranger said: “Before I get down there, there’s some strange box at the bottom of the house. It’s attached to it somehow; don’t know what it is, but it’s a very strange place to put it!” Longhelim, now fully healed, flew down to the ground. Then John shouted: “Drudge, grab me!” The ranger ran over and they both jumped off the walkway. I presumed John had some sort of magic which would protect them from the fall. There were several of this ilk. That left Felix and I above while everyone else had disappeared; the priest and I looked at each other and then at the obliterated bridge in front us. We were not going to be leaving that way. Fortunately, there was another bridge leading away from this walkway. We looked at that one dubiously; neither one of us was particularly agile, but there was no help for it. It was just as dilapidated and ramshackle as the other one; more importantly, it swung just as badly. Felix went first and managed to get some distance along it; I followed up but unfortunately, Felix’s stride had unsettled it to such an extent that I had barely set foot on it when I tumbled off it but managed to catch the edge, my feet dangling in the air; otherwise, I would have crashed quite some distance to the ground. Looking behind him, Felix saw that I was in trouble and moved back to help me when he lost his balance as well and after tumbling off, managed to grasp the other side of the bridge. So, there we were, facing each other and dangling from the sides of a rickety bridge when fate decided to add another little twist to the situation. There was a flash of flame and appearing in front of us was Rhuarc; obviously, he had the capability of magical travel; he looked surprised at our predicament but then he grinned, took out his scimitar and then began to cut through the rope of the bridge….. slowly. Desperately, I began to shout and just about managed to pull myself up: “He’s up here!” He made a rude sign at me and shot me with arrows. They hurt but more importantly, I could feel what few spells I had left being nullified, which was highly frustrating. I was trying very hard to pull Felix up but it was almost impossible. Rhuarc watched with interest for a few moments and then he took out several flasks and threw them at us; they burst into flames and smoke, obscuring our view momentarily and after the conflagration cleared, Rhuarc had gone! I had other worries though, as the fires began to eat into the dry structure of the bridge; fortunately, I just about managed to help pull Felix out of the fire and onto a safer part of the bridge, from where we both crawled rapidly onto another walkway; not a moment too soon either, as the bridge collapsed behind us, burnt through. Felix and I scrambled towards the tree trunk, still on all fours; panting, we looked up briefly at the burning bridge and savoured the sensation of being on a firm, stable surface; then, gingerly, we stood up and looked around. There was a way down but we also heard shouting from below: “We’re on our way up!” So, looking around carefully, we waited. There was crashing and grunting from below; John was the first to join us. He leapt nimbly from branch to branch and as soon as he arrived, he took out some rope, uncoiled it and just put it on the ground; he muttered something under his breath and made various signs with his hands, as if winding a rope; the item in question rose up, wound itself around a nearby branch and the other end plummeted down, towards the noise. As he was doing this, Drudge appeared next to us; he looked livid; his face was flushed and he was waving his bow around: “That……Rhuarc! I managed to get a good shot into him but he pulled off that disappearing act of his! Just stepped into a shadow and poof……or bang I should say; must be really nice to be immune to fire!” “What happened?” I asked. Drudge grimaced: “Oh, I stalked him. He didn’t see me, thanks to your spell. He was hiding under that big tree branch over there; he must have slippers that allow him to cling to surfaces as well. He was just hanging there waiting to ambush someone I think; I shot him; got several good arrows into him, but as I said we’re going to have to pummel him down completely almost instantaneously or not at all; he’s always going to be able to do his disappearing trick and there’s nothing we can do about that!” I heard a grunt and I saw that Victor was pulling himself up on the rope, watched by John. As the warrior was levering himself up, I mused: “This whole city is his play ground; he knows every nook and cranny of this place. He could leave us here and disappear down the caves and we wouldn’t be any the wiser for days! Or he could hide from us for months; he’s fighting us because he wants to and thinks he can win. Well, the only thing we can do at the moment is just systematically explore the areas which interested us from our aerial scout and deal with him as and when he makes a move. The only slight advantage we have is that there are six of us and one of him.” “That doesn’t seem to have been much of an advantage so far,” muttered the ranger. I grimaced: “Well, at least we’ve managed to get rid of his shadow familiar and his two drow girlfriends; hmm, talking about them, let’s go take a look at the bodies when everyone is ready.” Drudge cheered up at that: “There’s that strange box under the house as well.” When Longhelim finally joined us, Drudge repeated his story to the warriors. The paladin frowned when he heard that Rhuarc could transport himself magically. “He seems to have a varied and strange group of powers; archery, spell casting ability, stealth and scouting and magical abilities with shadows. Anyone have any ideas what he has studied?” I had been thinking a little about this: “Well, some of his abilities are of those of a rogue; and he has definitely arcane powers but I have not come across anyone with undead familiars. He doesn’t have the capability of trying to land a killing blow like that drow who nearly beheaded me with that whip of hers; but that magical transportation and the immunity or high resistance to fire? That sounds positively demonic; he is also obviously acquainted with demons; now we have met him, I don’t think that glabrezu or that basilisk from the abyss were here by accident.” While we were discussing this, Drudge and Victor were working out a way to get back to the neighbouring walkway with the drow bodies and the strange box. Thankfully, with the aid of John’s magical rope, this was achieved without too much trouble and soon we were standing next to the dead drow. Just in case Rhuarc decided he wanted to return, we moved into the house and then cast a little cantrip which showed us any pieces of equipment which were ensorcelled; there were in fact several of those and these were distributed and put away for later research. Drudge then squatted down and had another look at this box. Several moments later, he asked John: “Can I borrow that rope of yours? I think hopefully, if we attached it to this box, we should be able to loosen it and then the two warriors will be able to pull it up.” The rogue just shook the rope loose and Drudge took one end and went under the dwelling. Moments later, there was a shout: “Attach it now!” John duly commanded the rope and then, slowly and carefully, with the two warriors pulling on the other end of the rope, the box was detached, and then pulled up to the walkway. Longhelim, straining on the rope, said: “I don’t know what is in there, but whatever it is, it’s very heavy!” Finally, when it was on a solid surface, John checked it carefully and then opened it. Inside was what appeared to be a coffin! We were all quite taken aback. I wondered if this had something to do with Rhuarc’s shadow familiar and Felix readied his holy symbol. Then Victor and Longhelim carefully opened this coffin. It was lined with lead, explaining the weight; inside was the perfectly preserved corpse of a half orc; peculiarly, the body had been beheaded; the head was still there but separated from the body. There was a sheet of metal between the head and the torso. I looked at this strange apparition and then suddenly there was something horribly familiar about that face. It struck me; the statue in Gate Pass, standing so tall……. “I don’t believe this! That’s…….” “……..the Emperor, Drakus Coaltongue,” completed Victor, softly. John gaped at us and then looked back at the body: “Are you sure? He doesn’t look much like his statue,” he said dubiously. I stared intently at the face in front me and replied: “First of all, he’s dead! He looks very well preserved for someone who’s been dead for months, but he’s certainly dead. Second, if you study any of the iconography devoted to the Emperor, and believe you me there’s plenty of it as he’s never been shy, then you can’t mistake those features anywhere. That’s Coaltongue!” Longhelim was staring intently at it without saying anything while Felix said: “Faden, I think you’re both right and wrong; I think that is Coaltongue but I don’t think he’s truly dead. There are aspects of divine magic about which you have no knowledge; I have only the slightest inkling of them myself but there are resuscitation spells available to priests of a higher power which are so powerful they do not even require a body to resuscitate; however, they do require one thing. The recipient must be dead and his soul must have left his body! I am certain that the Ragesian Empire would easily have access to magic of this power and they have not been able help the emperor. That leads me to believe that Drakus Coaltongue is not technically dead!” I thought for a bit. “So you think his soul is trapped somewhere maybe? Or could this could be some sort of powerful construct made to look like him? Now you mention it, there is a branch of arcane magic in which a wizard can build himself an extra body and arrange for his soul to flee there in case of the worst of events. It is a branch of arcane research I have been meaning to look into but as ever, there’s never been enough time.” Felix looked intrigued: “Really? There’s an arcane spell that allows you to do that? How does it work?” “Well, bizarrely, from what little reading I’ve done, you have to obtain snow and ice…….” Longhelim cleared his throat at this point: “Gentlemen, gentlemen, this really isn’t the place. The main question we have to ask ourselves here is: what are we going to do with him or it?” Victor, who had been watching up to this point, said: “We should take the head as proof; and put the body back where it was. He may have been our enemy but there is no need to disrespect him; he achieved more in his life than we would hope to in a hundred life times.” Longhelim nodded. Carefully he took the head and put it in one of his spare cloaks. Then he gently put it in his back pack. After that, we put the body back in the coffin, which was attached to the bottom of the house again. Drudge had participated in the replacement of the coffin; once that had been achieved, he turned to us and said: “Stay here! I’m going to take a look around; I had a pretty good idea where he was and I hope I can track him. It’ll be hard but there’s a chance.” As we waited, Felix began: “So, Faden, about this spell…..” [/QUOTE]
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