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<blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 295187" data-attributes="member: 1210"><p>“This place is boring,” said Krunkshank.</p><p></p><p>Still flying through the silvery void, the party chatted among themselves. Anvar kept grumbling about the need to attack the Temple of Elemental Evil before they accomplish whatever their goal was. Horbin, glancing at the golden radiance flowing from the holy mace given him for just that purpose, had to agree. </p><p></p><p>“Well,” said Anvar, “I could plane shift us to the plane of Fire, but that wouldn’t much help... we’d go from lost to lost.”</p><p></p><p>The silvery clouds in the area seemed to stretch on forever, as if distance was as distorted here as time. Eventually, however, Krunkshank piped up. “Hey, look- something’s over there!” Following the direction he pointed, the party decided to investigate. Flying smoothly towards the speck on the horizon, they found themselves approaching a desolate rock several hundred yards across with some sort of tower carved into it. Naturally the adventurers chose to enter and investigate.</p><p></p><p>Dena seemed nervous. “There’s probably something here,” she muttered to herself.</p><p></p><p>The party approached the end of the tower, where an opening beckoned to them. As Clambake led the way, the rest following, Dena could feel the hair pricking at the base of her neck. She could sense something wrong, but before she could call out a warning- first one, then another wave of roiling mental force blasted down the hole at the party, leaving Dena, Krunkshank and Anvar stunned! Gaping at the two tentacled faces peering down at him, Clambake paused to cast protection from evil and shield of faith. Spukoni cried out, wincing from the pounding in his head, and tried to polymorph one of the illithids into a carp. His spell failed to affect the mind flayer, and he hasted himself, knowing the party would need all the punch it could muster to deal with these monsters. Then he tumbled through the astral medium, right between the two aberrations, coming to rest behind them! Sith too hasted himself, and faded into improved invisibility as well. Horbin, eager to strike down some evil, protected himself from evil and cast a shield of faith.</p><p></p><p>And then another psionic blast ripped out from the first of the illithids, but the party, somewhat prepared, all managed to resist. The other flayer whirled through the silver-shot astral medium to face Spukoni and tried to charm him- also to no avail! The chaos-touched feathered Spukoni whipped out with the arm that had once been a whip, striking the illithid facing him- and inflicting chaos on it. Then he threw another polymorph at it, this time penetrating its resistance and turning it into a carp.</p><p></p><p>Clambake rushed at the monster still peering down the hole at them, missing it cleanly. Sith, on the other hand, moved up invisibly, cast displacement and struck the monster across its squid-like chin with his spiked chain! Horbin moved in as well, first calling upon Dexter for strength, and smashed into the evil beast with his holy mace. The illithid squealed, stung by the touch of the Light.</p><p></p><p>The carp vanished in a halo of light, plane shifting to safety, while the remaining illithid hissed and unleashed another psionic blast. But the foes before it were prepared, a sorcerer and clerics with strong wills. They all resisted, though it felt as though someone was squeezing their temples in a vise. Spukoni whipped out his sword, invoked his pseudonatural ability of true strike, and stabbed the remaining illithid viciously through its abdomen. It staggered back, making a sound like a soaked cat threatened with a bucket of water. But then Clambake smashed his shield into it, and it reeled again... and before it had a chance to act, the invisible Sith raked his chain across it, once, twice! Mauve blood spilled out, bubbling in the non-gravity of astral space [remember that scene on the Klingon ship in that one Star Trek movie...?], and before the monster could respond Horbin’s searing light burnt it badly in the chest. “For Dexter!” Horbin cried, and brought his mace down on the illithid’s head, splitting open its brain and ending its menace once and for all.</p><p></p><p>The party hastily regrouped, tending to the stunned victims. After a minute their senses seemed to return. Looking around, the group found themselves in some sort of chamber with two strange crystalline pillars in it. “I think this is a library,” Dena said in a hushed voice. “A gith library. Or maybe... an illithid library.” Some quick discussion and the party decided to experiment with the crystal rods while Spukoni scouted further in the strange stone edifice.</p><p></p><p>After a little messing about, Clambake found that he could access the library psionically. Information flooded his mind, a torrent of images and voices and thoughts. He could barely keep it contained in his head, but started searching for information on color pools or ways out of the astral plane that would take them back to Cydra (the home plane of the group). And then a shouted warning from Spukoni caused him to jerk his head up in surprise!</p><p></p><p>Spukoni was striking at a strange creature that appeared to be a brain on legs! As Clambake watched in horror, another one came leaping out of the tunnel Spukoni had started scouting. The two intellect devourers clawed nastily at the party, simultaneously trying to dominate people. Anvar detonated a flame strike, and from his position Clambake could see weapons deflecting ineffectively off the monsters, so he did the next best thing: he dove on top of one, trying to grapple it! It yapped like a dog, scrambling to get away from him, but Sith joined his grapple, having already cast vampiric touch. Together they managed to pin it, rolling through astral space while the rest of the party blasted at it and the other one with magic missiles, searing light, and more. Anvar intoned a prayer to the powers of Magma and a lava blade burst into being in his hand. Soon enough it was over, but the party, now badly depleted of resources and shaken from their encounter with deadly adversaries, decided to leave after a quick check of the library for a quicker way home.</p><p></p><p>Unfortunately for them, the closest portal to the Prime was indeed the one Dena was seeking. </p><p></p><p>Off they went.....</p><p></p><p>Next time: Gith’Rashimon’s Revenge!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="the Jester, post: 295187, member: 1210"] “This place is boring,” said Krunkshank. Still flying through the silvery void, the party chatted among themselves. Anvar kept grumbling about the need to attack the Temple of Elemental Evil before they accomplish whatever their goal was. Horbin, glancing at the golden radiance flowing from the holy mace given him for just that purpose, had to agree. “Well,” said Anvar, “I could plane shift us to the plane of Fire, but that wouldn’t much help... we’d go from lost to lost.” The silvery clouds in the area seemed to stretch on forever, as if distance was as distorted here as time. Eventually, however, Krunkshank piped up. “Hey, look- something’s over there!” Following the direction he pointed, the party decided to investigate. Flying smoothly towards the speck on the horizon, they found themselves approaching a desolate rock several hundred yards across with some sort of tower carved into it. Naturally the adventurers chose to enter and investigate. Dena seemed nervous. “There’s probably something here,” she muttered to herself. The party approached the end of the tower, where an opening beckoned to them. As Clambake led the way, the rest following, Dena could feel the hair pricking at the base of her neck. She could sense something wrong, but before she could call out a warning- first one, then another wave of roiling mental force blasted down the hole at the party, leaving Dena, Krunkshank and Anvar stunned! Gaping at the two tentacled faces peering down at him, Clambake paused to cast protection from evil and shield of faith. Spukoni cried out, wincing from the pounding in his head, and tried to polymorph one of the illithids into a carp. His spell failed to affect the mind flayer, and he hasted himself, knowing the party would need all the punch it could muster to deal with these monsters. Then he tumbled through the astral medium, right between the two aberrations, coming to rest behind them! Sith too hasted himself, and faded into improved invisibility as well. Horbin, eager to strike down some evil, protected himself from evil and cast a shield of faith. And then another psionic blast ripped out from the first of the illithids, but the party, somewhat prepared, all managed to resist. The other flayer whirled through the silver-shot astral medium to face Spukoni and tried to charm him- also to no avail! The chaos-touched feathered Spukoni whipped out with the arm that had once been a whip, striking the illithid facing him- and inflicting chaos on it. Then he threw another polymorph at it, this time penetrating its resistance and turning it into a carp. Clambake rushed at the monster still peering down the hole at them, missing it cleanly. Sith, on the other hand, moved up invisibly, cast displacement and struck the monster across its squid-like chin with his spiked chain! Horbin moved in as well, first calling upon Dexter for strength, and smashed into the evil beast with his holy mace. The illithid squealed, stung by the touch of the Light. The carp vanished in a halo of light, plane shifting to safety, while the remaining illithid hissed and unleashed another psionic blast. But the foes before it were prepared, a sorcerer and clerics with strong wills. They all resisted, though it felt as though someone was squeezing their temples in a vise. Spukoni whipped out his sword, invoked his pseudonatural ability of true strike, and stabbed the remaining illithid viciously through its abdomen. It staggered back, making a sound like a soaked cat threatened with a bucket of water. But then Clambake smashed his shield into it, and it reeled again... and before it had a chance to act, the invisible Sith raked his chain across it, once, twice! Mauve blood spilled out, bubbling in the non-gravity of astral space [remember that scene on the Klingon ship in that one Star Trek movie...?], and before the monster could respond Horbin’s searing light burnt it badly in the chest. “For Dexter!” Horbin cried, and brought his mace down on the illithid’s head, splitting open its brain and ending its menace once and for all. The party hastily regrouped, tending to the stunned victims. After a minute their senses seemed to return. Looking around, the group found themselves in some sort of chamber with two strange crystalline pillars in it. “I think this is a library,” Dena said in a hushed voice. “A gith library. Or maybe... an illithid library.” Some quick discussion and the party decided to experiment with the crystal rods while Spukoni scouted further in the strange stone edifice. After a little messing about, Clambake found that he could access the library psionically. Information flooded his mind, a torrent of images and voices and thoughts. He could barely keep it contained in his head, but started searching for information on color pools or ways out of the astral plane that would take them back to Cydra (the home plane of the group). And then a shouted warning from Spukoni caused him to jerk his head up in surprise! Spukoni was striking at a strange creature that appeared to be a brain on legs! As Clambake watched in horror, another one came leaping out of the tunnel Spukoni had started scouting. The two intellect devourers clawed nastily at the party, simultaneously trying to dominate people. Anvar detonated a flame strike, and from his position Clambake could see weapons deflecting ineffectively off the monsters, so he did the next best thing: he dove on top of one, trying to grapple it! It yapped like a dog, scrambling to get away from him, but Sith joined his grapple, having already cast vampiric touch. Together they managed to pin it, rolling through astral space while the rest of the party blasted at it and the other one with magic missiles, searing light, and more. Anvar intoned a prayer to the powers of Magma and a lava blade burst into being in his hand. Soon enough it was over, but the party, now badly depleted of resources and shaken from their encounter with deadly adversaries, decided to leave after a quick check of the library for a quicker way home. Unfortunately for them, the closest portal to the Prime was indeed the one Dena was seeking. Off they went..... Next time: Gith’Rashimon’s Revenge! [/QUOTE]
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