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<blockquote data-quote="Altalazar" data-source="post: 3378281" data-attributes="member: 939"><p>Notes – Chapter Sixty-Seven – Sick as a Dog</p><p></p><p> Willow came to me distressed. Breeze, her wolf, was as sick as a dog. She was feeling weak and tired and so we just had to stop and rest and get Breeze feeling better. I took the time to make many long observations of my two new friends Shaemus and Seeka. Both tried to talk to me, but their words were unintelligible. They reminded me of when Willow first started talking. I copied down what they tried to say, filling one of my notebooks. Perhaps great secrets can be unlocked if only the strange language of shadows can be deciphered. </p><p> While they lacked words, they did not lack intelligence. They did communicate to me in simple ways. I taught them to show me what was true and what was not to a simple question. Their ability to go through walls would be useful. I wondered what it was like. Oh, if only I could drift through the world like they did. I wish they could tell me about it. </p><p> Once Breeze was well again, with my tending, we returned to the hall. We found a door to a room containing five bodies. I tried to contain my excitement! </p><p></p><p> Notes – Chapter Sixty-Eight – Five Bodies, one unlike the other</p><p></p><p> Each of the five bodies wore a tunic with a symbol on its surface. The symbols ranged from ‘5’ to ‘7’ to ‘9’ to ‘11’ to ’13.’ Before I could inspect the bodies more closely to see if they were ripe for my use, the ‘11’ body spoke. “One of us is not like the other’s. You have one minute to tell me which or I shall destroy you.” </p><p> We looked at them carefully. I consulted with Willow and my friends. Blackberry suggested that they all looked equally tasty. But Willow and I quickly decided that ‘9’ was unlike the others because it was not prime. Willow explained that prime numbers are unnatural numbers because they are never found in nature, only created by the destructive forces of humankind. We said ‘9’ and passed the test, leaving the bodies in the room before moving on. My discerning eye told me that they would be worth something to someone who has an interest in bodies. Or rather, they interested me. We’ll have to gather them later. </p><p> The corridor beyond the room was blocked by a portcullis. Balor vanished from sight, then was quickly stuck by it. It was alive! It was an aberration known as a mimic! And it was slowly bashing Balor’s invisible brains into raw materials for my experiments. </p><p> I quickly sent Seamus and Seeka through its body to the other side of it and they started slowly draining away its strength while Balor struggled to escape. The Mute Bard kept hitting it with his spiked chain, his drumming echoing down the hallway. I was disappointed to see the creature die before my two new friends could drain away his strength. I was very curious to see what would have happened. I’ll have to set up a more controlled experiment in the future. </p><p> </p><p> Notes – Chapter Sixty-Nine – Huge, complicated room of mud and fire</p><p></p><p> The next corridor led to a large room filled with boiling mud fifty feet below us. The only way across the large room was to jump from platforms suspended on chains attached to the ceiling. It looked like a long, treacherous journey to get to the other side of the room without falling and without being incinerated by boiling hot mud. So Blackberry ferried all of us across, flying back and forth until we reached the other side. </p><p></p><p> Notes – Chapter Seventy – Ctenmiir is not formally introduced</p><p></p><p> In the next room I sent my new friends ahead to scout with Balor and Willow. They excitedly tried to tell me they saw something, but I did not understand. I heard Willow say something about “smoke” and then the Marshall gave his special commands and we all quickly entered the chamber and surrounded what appeared to be a dwarf dressed in full plate armor and holding an impressive warhammer. </p><p> With my friends surrounding him, I quickly weaved my new magic and made my two zombie friends move much faster, allowing them to pummel the dwarf with great efficiency. </p><p> There was something about that dwarf. At first, I could not place it, but then he turned and looked into my eyes, and then I knew! Unlike our earlier friend, he really was a vampire! My first! I had heard so much about them! He will be my friend, I know he will. We will have so much to talk about! I was so happy. I quickly ordered my friends to move away from him. I held aloft my skull and made him my friend. </p><p> “No, stop!” I shouted. “I made him my friend!” </p><p> Suddenly the dwarf stopped fighting, and introduced himself. “I am Ctenmiir.”</p><p> The Marshall asked him, “How did you become a vampire?” </p><p> “Whelm was my birthright. My weapon that I’ve always had. I fell in battle, but my friends escaped, taking Whelm with them. It was then eventually sold. After the battle, I rose as a vampire, and served my vampire master for many decades until the great Karaptis came and rescued me, killed my master, and then restored my birthright to its rightful place in my hand.” </p><p> “What is it like to be a vampire?” I asked him. </p><p> “It is very lonely,” he replied. Ctenmiir looked at me after noticing that Balor was searching the stones in this room. “Stop that Balor, that is very rude,” I said, but Balor ignored me. </p><p> The Marshall asked him, “What of Karaptis, can we meet him?”</p><p> “Karaptis would never trifle with the likes of you,” Ctenmiir replied. </p><p> “Wonderful,” said the Marshall, “so then would you like to join us? Get out of this place?” </p><p> Ctenmiir paused and thought long and hard. He seemed torn, like he wanted to join us, a group who could truly accept him for who he was, value his contribution, and not balk at his special dietary needs. But then his shoulders sagged, and he said, “No, I’m afraid I cannot abandon Karaptis. I owe him everything. I owe him my existence. I owe him blood!” He then emphasized his words by slamming his warhammer into Balor, then slamming his fist into Balor, sucking the life right out of him. Balor staggered and stepped back. Ctenmiir then grabbed the Marshall and sank his fangs into his neck, draining the blood from his body. My other lab assistants then began to assault Ctenmiir once more. </p><p> “No wait!” I shouted, “he’s our friend, don’t hurt him!” </p><p> But they did not listen. I could only sit and watch as the slowly wore him down. I sent my spectral hand to heal him, keeping him alive as long as I could. Finally, he evaporated into mist, releasing the Marshall, retreating to the ceiling, turning his gaze to Balor. But before he could do more, Selena greased the ceiling beneath his feet and he fell directly onto the Marshall’s blade. Soon he was overwhelmed, worn down by blades, blasts of lightning from Willow, and missiles of magic from Selena, until his gaseous form seeped into the rocks beneath us. </p><p> Below our feet, we found his coffin, his journal, and the sum total of his existence in treasure. Of most interest was a huge, double-bladed sword that was literally dripping in magic. And, of course, we had Whelm, which brought us to this place. Now that we had it, we had only one more weapon to retrieve before we were finished with this awful place. This place where I made a new friend, only to see him cut down in his prime. I will have to create a new, special friend in his honor. I began to gather the components.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Altalazar, post: 3378281, member: 939"] Notes – Chapter Sixty-Seven – Sick as a Dog Willow came to me distressed. Breeze, her wolf, was as sick as a dog. She was feeling weak and tired and so we just had to stop and rest and get Breeze feeling better. I took the time to make many long observations of my two new friends Shaemus and Seeka. Both tried to talk to me, but their words were unintelligible. They reminded me of when Willow first started talking. I copied down what they tried to say, filling one of my notebooks. Perhaps great secrets can be unlocked if only the strange language of shadows can be deciphered. While they lacked words, they did not lack intelligence. They did communicate to me in simple ways. I taught them to show me what was true and what was not to a simple question. Their ability to go through walls would be useful. I wondered what it was like. Oh, if only I could drift through the world like they did. I wish they could tell me about it. Once Breeze was well again, with my tending, we returned to the hall. We found a door to a room containing five bodies. I tried to contain my excitement! Notes – Chapter Sixty-Eight – Five Bodies, one unlike the other Each of the five bodies wore a tunic with a symbol on its surface. The symbols ranged from ‘5’ to ‘7’ to ‘9’ to ‘11’ to ’13.’ Before I could inspect the bodies more closely to see if they were ripe for my use, the ‘11’ body spoke. “One of us is not like the other’s. You have one minute to tell me which or I shall destroy you.” We looked at them carefully. I consulted with Willow and my friends. Blackberry suggested that they all looked equally tasty. But Willow and I quickly decided that ‘9’ was unlike the others because it was not prime. Willow explained that prime numbers are unnatural numbers because they are never found in nature, only created by the destructive forces of humankind. We said ‘9’ and passed the test, leaving the bodies in the room before moving on. My discerning eye told me that they would be worth something to someone who has an interest in bodies. Or rather, they interested me. We’ll have to gather them later. The corridor beyond the room was blocked by a portcullis. Balor vanished from sight, then was quickly stuck by it. It was alive! It was an aberration known as a mimic! And it was slowly bashing Balor’s invisible brains into raw materials for my experiments. I quickly sent Seamus and Seeka through its body to the other side of it and they started slowly draining away its strength while Balor struggled to escape. The Mute Bard kept hitting it with his spiked chain, his drumming echoing down the hallway. I was disappointed to see the creature die before my two new friends could drain away his strength. I was very curious to see what would have happened. I’ll have to set up a more controlled experiment in the future. Notes – Chapter Sixty-Nine – Huge, complicated room of mud and fire The next corridor led to a large room filled with boiling mud fifty feet below us. The only way across the large room was to jump from platforms suspended on chains attached to the ceiling. It looked like a long, treacherous journey to get to the other side of the room without falling and without being incinerated by boiling hot mud. So Blackberry ferried all of us across, flying back and forth until we reached the other side. Notes – Chapter Seventy – Ctenmiir is not formally introduced In the next room I sent my new friends ahead to scout with Balor and Willow. They excitedly tried to tell me they saw something, but I did not understand. I heard Willow say something about “smoke” and then the Marshall gave his special commands and we all quickly entered the chamber and surrounded what appeared to be a dwarf dressed in full plate armor and holding an impressive warhammer. With my friends surrounding him, I quickly weaved my new magic and made my two zombie friends move much faster, allowing them to pummel the dwarf with great efficiency. There was something about that dwarf. At first, I could not place it, but then he turned and looked into my eyes, and then I knew! Unlike our earlier friend, he really was a vampire! My first! I had heard so much about them! He will be my friend, I know he will. We will have so much to talk about! I was so happy. I quickly ordered my friends to move away from him. I held aloft my skull and made him my friend. “No, stop!” I shouted. “I made him my friend!” Suddenly the dwarf stopped fighting, and introduced himself. “I am Ctenmiir.” The Marshall asked him, “How did you become a vampire?” “Whelm was my birthright. My weapon that I’ve always had. I fell in battle, but my friends escaped, taking Whelm with them. It was then eventually sold. After the battle, I rose as a vampire, and served my vampire master for many decades until the great Karaptis came and rescued me, killed my master, and then restored my birthright to its rightful place in my hand.” “What is it like to be a vampire?” I asked him. “It is very lonely,” he replied. Ctenmiir looked at me after noticing that Balor was searching the stones in this room. “Stop that Balor, that is very rude,” I said, but Balor ignored me. The Marshall asked him, “What of Karaptis, can we meet him?” “Karaptis would never trifle with the likes of you,” Ctenmiir replied. “Wonderful,” said the Marshall, “so then would you like to join us? Get out of this place?” Ctenmiir paused and thought long and hard. He seemed torn, like he wanted to join us, a group who could truly accept him for who he was, value his contribution, and not balk at his special dietary needs. But then his shoulders sagged, and he said, “No, I’m afraid I cannot abandon Karaptis. I owe him everything. I owe him my existence. I owe him blood!” He then emphasized his words by slamming his warhammer into Balor, then slamming his fist into Balor, sucking the life right out of him. Balor staggered and stepped back. Ctenmiir then grabbed the Marshall and sank his fangs into his neck, draining the blood from his body. My other lab assistants then began to assault Ctenmiir once more. “No wait!” I shouted, “he’s our friend, don’t hurt him!” But they did not listen. I could only sit and watch as the slowly wore him down. I sent my spectral hand to heal him, keeping him alive as long as I could. Finally, he evaporated into mist, releasing the Marshall, retreating to the ceiling, turning his gaze to Balor. But before he could do more, Selena greased the ceiling beneath his feet and he fell directly onto the Marshall’s blade. Soon he was overwhelmed, worn down by blades, blasts of lightning from Willow, and missiles of magic from Selena, until his gaseous form seeped into the rocks beneath us. Below our feet, we found his coffin, his journal, and the sum total of his existence in treasure. Of most interest was a huge, double-bladed sword that was literally dripping in magic. And, of course, we had Whelm, which brought us to this place. Now that we had it, we had only one more weapon to retrieve before we were finished with this awful place. This place where I made a new friend, only to see him cut down in his prime. I will have to create a new, special friend in his honor. I began to gather the components. [/QUOTE]
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