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<blockquote data-quote="Altalazar" data-source="post: 3416773" data-attributes="member: 939"><p>Notes – Chapter Eighty-Six – Burial and Cookout</p><p></p><p> It took me quite some time and most of my magic to heal poor Blackberry back to his normal robust condition. And poor Stabler, Blue, and Benson lay upon the ground, smouldering husks. Stabler in particular had been burned while standing near a mesquite tree. The tangy mesquite-roasted flavor of her flesh wafted through my nostrils. It was time to honor the dead. </p><p> We went down the path a ways, and then off of it, setting up a place to rest and a place to honor the fallen. We honored them with a cookout. Stabler was the centerpiece. I made stew and appetizers for, from the others. Yet again, only Willow accepted my cooking. Grunt still claims he is a vegetarian, yet I could have sworn I saw him eat some of the bear meat. How revolting. I threw up all over my boots. </p><p> After we rested, we again headed for the temple. At the entrance, we saw two wardens awaiting our arrival. </p><p></p><p> Notes – Chapter Eighty-Seven – Welcome to the Shrine</p><p></p><p> The two wardens welcomed us and asked us our names, so as to announce our arrival. </p><p>“Halt – do not approach any further! We require the names of those who would see our beneficent savior!”</p><p>I took a few minutes to write up a list for him of my friends. Balor slipped in behind us invisible. Willow and the Marshall led the way, announcing himself as “Overlord of Bundelsnorf.” </p><p> Inside was a lovely, ancient temple. Sunlight poured in from above, so I sent my shadow friends through the floor to look for somewhere less inhospitable for their sensitive dispositions. The scent of flowers permeated the air. Upon a raised platform was what I presumed was a coutl. I apparently presumed wrong. But I’ll get to that in a moment. </p><p> The coutl spoke, its words filling the air with beautiful sounds. “There is an evil, a great menace, that we all must fight.”</p><p> “What do you know of this evil,” our own lord of Bundelsnorf asked. “What can we do to fight it?”</p><p> “Why, you can donate gold for us to finish these stones that will fight it!” </p><p> “Why can’t we do something more useful, like some task,” the Marshall replied. “We can be of great help!”</p><p> “No,” the coutl replied back, “you know how magic is created. It requires great quantities of gold.”</p><p> “No, I do not know how magic is created,” the Marshall said back, “I don’t swing that way.” </p><p> “Well, then how about a donation, then?” said the coutl. Then it asked, “come forward so I can see and hear you better and we shall see how much you can afford to give.” </p><p> Willow and the Marshall and Breeze went up the platform to the Coutl, followed by the mute bard. I stood along the back wall with my friends, waiting for the inevitable conflict. I noticed eight rooms, four to each side, and saw a statue in each one that looked strangely lifelike. Then they looked even more lifelike as they surged forward, engaging us all, eight of them in all. </p><p> I saw a flash of magic, and then Blackberry, BR, Rankin, Logan, and I were surrounded by tentacles that seemed to have sprung from the ground. The fight was on. </p><p></p><p> Notes – Chapter Eighty-Eight – Stuck and Done</p><p></p><p> For pretty much the entire fight, I was held by the tentacles. Br managed to break free, as did Blackberry. Then BR tried to help me get out, reaching over the edge of the tentacles. Rankin also eventually made his way out. Logan was fried by two balls of fire sent out by the coutl after the coutl revealed itself to be a spirit naga. </p><p> The fire hurt me greatly, as did the tentacles themselves. I felt my life slipping away, when finally I managed to break free and crawl out of their reach, just in time to see the naga float up toward the ceiling, where it had escaped the maw of four Willow-summoned dire wolves. The eight gargoyles had been reduced to one, who was flying up to meet its master. </p><p> My shadows, meanwhile, had found the only shaded portion of the temple, and there they saw a huge creature, a behir, come out and swallow Balor whole. The shadows beat upon the behir repeatedly, until it finally collapsed to the floor. Balor then strolled out of its mouth, pulled out his bow, and with one quick shot brought down the naga from its levitated perch. Blackberry and Tessa swooped up and finished the remaining gargoyle, and then we had a few moments to catch our breath before noticing the gnome warden above disappear from a window. He then jumped into a tree and vanished from sight. Willow said he must have gone miles within seconds. I wonder if he is going to meet the dwarf and the ogre mage/halfling? We found a note in gnomish script, “Things are set, our plan moves forth, signed L.” </p><p> We found some armor and weapons in the temple, apparently property of the former warden and priest. We kept those for ourselves. We found the head priest’s silver holy symbol. Rankin found it delicious. </p><p> A few minutes after that, the two wardens from outside strolled in, looking confused. “What happened? We don’t know what happened. We’ve not been ourselves!” </p><p> We quickly determined that they had been charmed, as had many others. The acolyte from town returned to the temple. I noticed he had a new holy symbol of Pelor around his neck, held by a sturdy iron chain. I also noticed he had two more holy symbols tucked into his boots and his belt. I looked toward Balor, and his eyes told me everything I needed to know. Rankin will be quite full later. </p><p> “Thank you so much for saving us,” he told us. “Our church will be most grateful.” And they were. Several days later, when their high officials arrived in town, they took the body of the head priest (which we found in the woods, along with the body of the former head warden) and raised him from the dead. They paid us twelve thousand gold for his body, proving Willow right when she told me I should not eat the body because it was worth something, despite these wicked Pelorian’s tendency to destroy my friends. At least we destroyed his holy symbol. </p><p>The high priest told us, “How wonderful to find such do-gooders! We will keep you in mind the next time we have some problem, we will keep you in mind!” </p><p>The Marshall replied, “We are especially helpful if you have an undead problem!” </p><p>“Yes, we are,” I echoed. “Just leave them to us. When you return, whatever undead that plague you will be gone. Have you any such need?” The Marshall dragged me away before I could get more specific.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Altalazar, post: 3416773, member: 939"] Notes – Chapter Eighty-Six – Burial and Cookout It took me quite some time and most of my magic to heal poor Blackberry back to his normal robust condition. And poor Stabler, Blue, and Benson lay upon the ground, smouldering husks. Stabler in particular had been burned while standing near a mesquite tree. The tangy mesquite-roasted flavor of her flesh wafted through my nostrils. It was time to honor the dead. We went down the path a ways, and then off of it, setting up a place to rest and a place to honor the fallen. We honored them with a cookout. Stabler was the centerpiece. I made stew and appetizers for, from the others. Yet again, only Willow accepted my cooking. Grunt still claims he is a vegetarian, yet I could have sworn I saw him eat some of the bear meat. How revolting. I threw up all over my boots. After we rested, we again headed for the temple. At the entrance, we saw two wardens awaiting our arrival. Notes – Chapter Eighty-Seven – Welcome to the Shrine The two wardens welcomed us and asked us our names, so as to announce our arrival. “Halt – do not approach any further! We require the names of those who would see our beneficent savior!” I took a few minutes to write up a list for him of my friends. Balor slipped in behind us invisible. Willow and the Marshall led the way, announcing himself as “Overlord of Bundelsnorf.” Inside was a lovely, ancient temple. Sunlight poured in from above, so I sent my shadow friends through the floor to look for somewhere less inhospitable for their sensitive dispositions. The scent of flowers permeated the air. Upon a raised platform was what I presumed was a coutl. I apparently presumed wrong. But I’ll get to that in a moment. The coutl spoke, its words filling the air with beautiful sounds. “There is an evil, a great menace, that we all must fight.” “What do you know of this evil,” our own lord of Bundelsnorf asked. “What can we do to fight it?” “Why, you can donate gold for us to finish these stones that will fight it!” “Why can’t we do something more useful, like some task,” the Marshall replied. “We can be of great help!” “No,” the coutl replied back, “you know how magic is created. It requires great quantities of gold.” “No, I do not know how magic is created,” the Marshall said back, “I don’t swing that way.” “Well, then how about a donation, then?” said the coutl. Then it asked, “come forward so I can see and hear you better and we shall see how much you can afford to give.” Willow and the Marshall and Breeze went up the platform to the Coutl, followed by the mute bard. I stood along the back wall with my friends, waiting for the inevitable conflict. I noticed eight rooms, four to each side, and saw a statue in each one that looked strangely lifelike. Then they looked even more lifelike as they surged forward, engaging us all, eight of them in all. I saw a flash of magic, and then Blackberry, BR, Rankin, Logan, and I were surrounded by tentacles that seemed to have sprung from the ground. The fight was on. Notes – Chapter Eighty-Eight – Stuck and Done For pretty much the entire fight, I was held by the tentacles. Br managed to break free, as did Blackberry. Then BR tried to help me get out, reaching over the edge of the tentacles. Rankin also eventually made his way out. Logan was fried by two balls of fire sent out by the coutl after the coutl revealed itself to be a spirit naga. The fire hurt me greatly, as did the tentacles themselves. I felt my life slipping away, when finally I managed to break free and crawl out of their reach, just in time to see the naga float up toward the ceiling, where it had escaped the maw of four Willow-summoned dire wolves. The eight gargoyles had been reduced to one, who was flying up to meet its master. My shadows, meanwhile, had found the only shaded portion of the temple, and there they saw a huge creature, a behir, come out and swallow Balor whole. The shadows beat upon the behir repeatedly, until it finally collapsed to the floor. Balor then strolled out of its mouth, pulled out his bow, and with one quick shot brought down the naga from its levitated perch. Blackberry and Tessa swooped up and finished the remaining gargoyle, and then we had a few moments to catch our breath before noticing the gnome warden above disappear from a window. He then jumped into a tree and vanished from sight. Willow said he must have gone miles within seconds. I wonder if he is going to meet the dwarf and the ogre mage/halfling? We found a note in gnomish script, “Things are set, our plan moves forth, signed L.” We found some armor and weapons in the temple, apparently property of the former warden and priest. We kept those for ourselves. We found the head priest’s silver holy symbol. Rankin found it delicious. A few minutes after that, the two wardens from outside strolled in, looking confused. “What happened? We don’t know what happened. We’ve not been ourselves!” We quickly determined that they had been charmed, as had many others. The acolyte from town returned to the temple. I noticed he had a new holy symbol of Pelor around his neck, held by a sturdy iron chain. I also noticed he had two more holy symbols tucked into his boots and his belt. I looked toward Balor, and his eyes told me everything I needed to know. Rankin will be quite full later. “Thank you so much for saving us,” he told us. “Our church will be most grateful.” And they were. Several days later, when their high officials arrived in town, they took the body of the head priest (which we found in the woods, along with the body of the former head warden) and raised him from the dead. They paid us twelve thousand gold for his body, proving Willow right when she told me I should not eat the body because it was worth something, despite these wicked Pelorian’s tendency to destroy my friends. At least we destroyed his holy symbol. The high priest told us, “How wonderful to find such do-gooders! We will keep you in mind the next time we have some problem, we will keep you in mind!” The Marshall replied, “We are especially helpful if you have an undead problem!” “Yes, we are,” I echoed. “Just leave them to us. When you return, whatever undead that plague you will be gone. Have you any such need?” The Marshall dragged me away before I could get more specific. [/QUOTE]
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