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<blockquote data-quote="Altalazar" data-source="post: 3442073" data-attributes="member: 939"><p>Notes – Chapter Ninety-Two – Willow flips Marshall </p><p></p><p>Before I had to send my magic, Willow sent hers. She dispelled the charm on the Marshall. The Marshall immediately stopped aiding the tiger beast and started aiding us again. I sent Blackberry in to bolster BR. Selena sent a flaming sphere to free the Mute Bard from the web and we all then surrounded the tiger. BR’s troll-sword, burning with undead fire, slashed into her back. Blackberry’s dragon-sword, burning with undead fire slashed her shoulder. Even my bodyguard Rankin managed to rake a chunk of tiger-flesh to the cold stone floor with his own sword. The Marshall’s shouted commands made each slash run deeper. The tiger finally could take no more and shouted out an offer.</p><p>“Let me live! Let me live and I can get you far more wealth than you will find on my corpse and in my room!” </p><p> It was clear she was sincere, but only in her desire to live. BR gave our first answer, slashing another long gash into her body. She then fell to the stones. Her act was unconvincing. We continued to slash her until her body no longer yelped in pain. Balor bounced her corpse a few more times after that with his mace. </p><p>We were joined in our slashing by Crushstone (I shouted, “That will teach you to feed him copper pieces!”), who made a tunnel that ended right where the tiger was standing. He was about to consume her corpse when the Marshall talked him out of it. </p><p>“Leave us her corpse. She’s not that palatable anyway. We can get you more metal.” Willow and myself then gave him one hundred more gold coins to sate his appetite. </p><p>“Yes, I need the corpse. I will animate her as one of my minions.” </p><p>“She will serve him for years,” said the Marshall, “and then you can have her.” </p><p>“Poetic justice,” said the Mute Bard poetically. </p><p>“Ah, karma,” said Crushstone and he relented from consuming her corpse. </p><p>Her corpse was not all that wealthy. She had a ring and a few trinkets. Her room had a few more items of value. Apparently she had also ordered some very expensive furniture, to be delivered to another entrance to the mine that we were unaware of. </p><p>The Marshall took his gemstone booty from Crushstone and used it to purchase a lyre of building, which he then gave to the Mute Bard. The keep and mausoleum are looking much more finished now. We even built a gatehouse to block off the new entrance to the mine. We will be taking delivery of that furniture now. We also found a very nice set of utensils that will also be useful to have at the keep when we have guests. </p><p>Willow disagreed. “What use is that? We can sell them and use the proceeds to help the forest! I don’t use utensils or eat inside anyway.” </p><p>“But we have an image to maintain,” said the Marshall. </p><p>“The only image that matters is the image of a land restored, animals returned, and civilization burned to the ground,” she replied. Or so I imagined, since I was not really paying that much attention to the parlay. I had new friends to groom. </p><p>For I mourned the loss of all of my new ghast friends. I gathered up their masks and was about to create more when I realized that now I could attempt to create something a little more interesting. I returned to my corpse storage, had BR place the tiger woman there for future use, then gathered up four goblin corpses. Now was the time to make some friends that truly appreciate alabaster. I returned to my altar, which was desecrated now merely by my presence, and began my new rituals. I could now create two friends at a time, and I savored the joy of creation. </p><p></p><p>Notes – Chapter Ninety-Three – Deals and Dragons</p><p></p><p>Crushstone agreed to search for more gems for us. The last batch he found were pretty, but worthless. He also agreed to help tunnel. We had to caution him not to create too many tunnels or else all would collapse. I think he must instinctively know this, however. </p><p>We asked him to tunnel a way all the way from the keep to town for us. Then his next project will be to tunnel his way from the keep to the mausoleum. Perhaps we could put other rooms down there along the way as well. Quarters for my friends to stay in, out of sight. Particularly nice for those friends of mine who don’t particularly like the daylight. </p><p>He moves slowly, but he still tunnels faster than any possible means of digging we could ever do. He could make 120 feet of tunnel in a minute, well over a mile of tunnel in an hour. I don’t think it will be long before we have our tunnels in place. </p><p>The former sphinx returned to us as well. She said that she has learned to love the dark, which scares her after her longing for the sky. But I guess her new form has its own comforts. She particularly liked the spidery-silk robes of the drow now worn by Willow (courtesy of Crushstone from one of his deeper jaunts). </p><p>We returned to town and made some purchases of needed supplies. There, we heard of troubles in a small village nearby, called Gross Fell. Apparently they have dragon trouble. We ourselves spotted the dragon in the distance before it disappeared behind a mountain. Blackberry may have a new friend soon!</p><p>We walked to the village and began our search for its lair. Along the way, I introduced my four new friends. They were small, and no longer resembled goblins. </p><p>“Meet Hauver, Spence, Sunctum, and Vact.” </p><p>They had lovely tentacles at their waists that stretched out impossibly long distances. And they were very friendly, always wanting to offer a hug. “But you only get to eat our enemies” I reminded them after one too-long hug. “And we always have plenty of those.” “But the dragon is off-limits. That corpse is its own treasure.” </p><p>Outside the area of the dragon’s lair, we found a single scale. A blue scale. “OOo,” I said. “I don’t have one of those!”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Altalazar, post: 3442073, member: 939"] Notes – Chapter Ninety-Two – Willow flips Marshall Before I had to send my magic, Willow sent hers. She dispelled the charm on the Marshall. The Marshall immediately stopped aiding the tiger beast and started aiding us again. I sent Blackberry in to bolster BR. Selena sent a flaming sphere to free the Mute Bard from the web and we all then surrounded the tiger. BR’s troll-sword, burning with undead fire, slashed into her back. Blackberry’s dragon-sword, burning with undead fire slashed her shoulder. Even my bodyguard Rankin managed to rake a chunk of tiger-flesh to the cold stone floor with his own sword. The Marshall’s shouted commands made each slash run deeper. The tiger finally could take no more and shouted out an offer. “Let me live! Let me live and I can get you far more wealth than you will find on my corpse and in my room!” It was clear she was sincere, but only in her desire to live. BR gave our first answer, slashing another long gash into her body. She then fell to the stones. Her act was unconvincing. We continued to slash her until her body no longer yelped in pain. Balor bounced her corpse a few more times after that with his mace. We were joined in our slashing by Crushstone (I shouted, “That will teach you to feed him copper pieces!”), who made a tunnel that ended right where the tiger was standing. He was about to consume her corpse when the Marshall talked him out of it. “Leave us her corpse. She’s not that palatable anyway. We can get you more metal.” Willow and myself then gave him one hundred more gold coins to sate his appetite. “Yes, I need the corpse. I will animate her as one of my minions.” “She will serve him for years,” said the Marshall, “and then you can have her.” “Poetic justice,” said the Mute Bard poetically. “Ah, karma,” said Crushstone and he relented from consuming her corpse. Her corpse was not all that wealthy. She had a ring and a few trinkets. Her room had a few more items of value. Apparently she had also ordered some very expensive furniture, to be delivered to another entrance to the mine that we were unaware of. The Marshall took his gemstone booty from Crushstone and used it to purchase a lyre of building, which he then gave to the Mute Bard. The keep and mausoleum are looking much more finished now. We even built a gatehouse to block off the new entrance to the mine. We will be taking delivery of that furniture now. We also found a very nice set of utensils that will also be useful to have at the keep when we have guests. Willow disagreed. “What use is that? We can sell them and use the proceeds to help the forest! I don’t use utensils or eat inside anyway.” “But we have an image to maintain,” said the Marshall. “The only image that matters is the image of a land restored, animals returned, and civilization burned to the ground,” she replied. Or so I imagined, since I was not really paying that much attention to the parlay. I had new friends to groom. For I mourned the loss of all of my new ghast friends. I gathered up their masks and was about to create more when I realized that now I could attempt to create something a little more interesting. I returned to my corpse storage, had BR place the tiger woman there for future use, then gathered up four goblin corpses. Now was the time to make some friends that truly appreciate alabaster. I returned to my altar, which was desecrated now merely by my presence, and began my new rituals. I could now create two friends at a time, and I savored the joy of creation. Notes – Chapter Ninety-Three – Deals and Dragons Crushstone agreed to search for more gems for us. The last batch he found were pretty, but worthless. He also agreed to help tunnel. We had to caution him not to create too many tunnels or else all would collapse. I think he must instinctively know this, however. We asked him to tunnel a way all the way from the keep to town for us. Then his next project will be to tunnel his way from the keep to the mausoleum. Perhaps we could put other rooms down there along the way as well. Quarters for my friends to stay in, out of sight. Particularly nice for those friends of mine who don’t particularly like the daylight. He moves slowly, but he still tunnels faster than any possible means of digging we could ever do. He could make 120 feet of tunnel in a minute, well over a mile of tunnel in an hour. I don’t think it will be long before we have our tunnels in place. The former sphinx returned to us as well. She said that she has learned to love the dark, which scares her after her longing for the sky. But I guess her new form has its own comforts. She particularly liked the spidery-silk robes of the drow now worn by Willow (courtesy of Crushstone from one of his deeper jaunts). We returned to town and made some purchases of needed supplies. There, we heard of troubles in a small village nearby, called Gross Fell. Apparently they have dragon trouble. We ourselves spotted the dragon in the distance before it disappeared behind a mountain. Blackberry may have a new friend soon! We walked to the village and began our search for its lair. Along the way, I introduced my four new friends. They were small, and no longer resembled goblins. “Meet Hauver, Spence, Sunctum, and Vact.” They had lovely tentacles at their waists that stretched out impossibly long distances. And they were very friendly, always wanting to offer a hug. “But you only get to eat our enemies” I reminded them after one too-long hug. “And we always have plenty of those.” “But the dragon is off-limits. That corpse is its own treasure.” Outside the area of the dragon’s lair, we found a single scale. A blue scale. “OOo,” I said. “I don’t have one of those!” [/QUOTE]
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