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<blockquote data-quote="Richards" data-source="post: 6545985" data-attributes="member: 508"><p><strong>ADVENTURE 90: THE SOUL CANNON</strong></p><p></p><p>PC Roster: <p style="margin-left: 20px">Cal Trop, human cleric of Kord</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Chalkan, half-elf ranger/cleric of Corellon Larethian/sorcerer/arcane archer</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Delphyne Babelberi, human witch (wizard)</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Telgrane, half-fire elemental human conjurer/archmage</p> <p style="margin-left: 20px"> Thunderwolf, human fighter</p><p></p><p>Thunderwolf had come to a sad realization: his boots were no longer worth fixing up. They had been admirable companions throughout his many adventures, but they had long since seen their best days. They were still incredibly comfortable - at least in good weather - but there was a split along the bottom, just above the sole, that let in water when it got wet. Also, the tread on both boots had long since been worn smooth and flat, making them a bit on the treacherous side while trying to maintain one's balance on slippery surfaces.</p><p></p><p>And so, with a heavy heart, Thunderwolf set off to the marketplace to find himself a pair of new boots.</p><p></p><p>As was his custom, he wore his armor and brought all of his gear; he was an official adventurer in his uncle's Adventurers Guild, and the young fighter saw no reason not to let everyone know that just by looking at him.</p><p></p><p>As Thunderwolf examined the boots for sale at one of the booths of the outdoor market, he was vaguely aware of some commotion behind him. This was brought to his full attention by the first screams of the merchants and customers in the stalls he had just passed in making his way to the boot-seller's booth. Spinning around, he saw an amazing sight: an enormous giant, bearded and with long hair flowing down his back, scooping up paralyzed customers and stuffing them into an enormous leather sack he had opened for just that very purpose. Those he grabbed up were more than just paralyzed with fright: they maintained their current positions as the giant lifted them from the ground and dropped them into his sack.</p><p></p><p>Thunderwolf grabbed the bow from his shoulder and set an arrow to the bowstring, aiming at the giant - who easily stood 20 feet tall, nearly four times the size of a normal man - as he made his way through the screaming hordes of people fleeing toward him. He let fly with his first arrow and had another in place before he noticed that he recognized the victim being placed into the giant's bag: surely that was Brother Altamaic the Calm, of the Church Library of Boccob! Altamaic was a friend of the Guild, and had provided useful information to the group for many of their adventures. Steadying his aim so as not to hit the paralyzed cleric, Thunderwolf let loose with his second arrow, striking the giant in the shoulder.</p><p></p><p>The giant, for his part, barely seemed to notice he now had two arrows sticking into his shoulder and chest, so focused was he on gathering up his frozen victims. Thunderwolf stepped up onto an abandoned merchant's table and continued with his barrage of arrows. The giant finally snarled in irritation, his focus diverted now that he had apparently finished filling up his bag with victims. A massive hand plucked out Thunderwolf's wooden shafts from his body and tossed them to the ground. Then a few guttural syllables spilled from the giant's lips, and in a split second he was gone.</p><p></p><p>Mere seconds behind him Thunderwolf was gone, too - he was sprinting down the street toward the Adventurers Guild, to apprise his companions of the situation at hand.</p><p></p><p> - - -</p><p></p><p>"...and that's what happened," finished Thunderwolf, still catching his breath after his long run back from the market.</p><p></p><p>"We need to find out where the giant took his victims," replied Delphyne, heading up the stairs to her room. "I'll go get my <em>crystal ball</em>." She returned shortly with the item in question. Passing her hand over it, she concentrated on Brother Altamaic - fortunately, an individual with which she was very familiar. The crystal sphere swirled with mists, then darkened.</p><p></p><p>"It appears as if he's still inside the bag," she explained.</p><p></p><p>"Try pulling your focus back a bit," suggested Telgrane, looking over the witch's shoulder with eyes that literally blazed in interest. Delphyne concentrated, and the image in the <em>crystal ball</em> pulled back, revealing a giant in a cavern of some sort, facing a misshapen troll of nearly his same stature. The giant was walking as he talked - unfortunately, the witch's scrying device wasn't built to pick up sounds as well as sights - and then the entire image broke up into gray static.</p><p></p><p>"It looks like he entered an area that's shielded from scrying," Delphyne explained to the group that had gathered around them.</p><p></p><p>"Did you get enough to be able to teleport us all there?" asked Cal, gathering up his gear.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, I'm pretty sure I did," replied the witch. Chalkan stepped forward to join the others, who were already standing around Delphyne. She said the words to a <em>greater teleport</em> spell, and the five adventurers were suddenly no longer in their shared living quarters in the Greyhawk Adventurers Guild, but standing in a shallow cave. A biting wind blew in at their backs; looking out the cave's entrance, Chalkan noticed they were situated near the top of a mountain. "Yikes!" he said, kicking a stone off the ledge and watching as it tumbled down the mountain's slope. "It's a long way down."</p><p></p><p>"Are we sure this is the right cave?" asked Cal, looking around at the small dwelling. While the cave opening was easily tall enough to allow the 20-foot giant to stand inside, it didn't go very deep. Telgrane popped open the top of his tinder box, allowing Infernia to manifest in the cave interior. The flames of her body illuminated the back of the cave, which had been covered in shadows.</p><p></p><p>"It looks like this is our way in," said Telgrane, pointing to a seam in the back wall of the cave. It appeared as if a large opening in the back wall was blocked by a large stone slab, placed in such a way as to appear to be a section of the wall itself. Apparently the upright slab had been put in place as a giant-sized front door, to keep out those of mere human size, who doubtlessly would be unable to move such a massive obstacle.</p><p></p><p>But few humans were not only clerics of Kord, the God of Strength, but also had that god's blood flowing through their veins. Cal, however, was one such. "Give me some room," he commanded, stowing his weapon, rolling up his sleeves, and preparing himself for the ordeal at hand. The other spellcasters, sensing that combat was likely once they penetrated the trolls' lair, began casting their standard bevy of spells: a <em>Rary's telepathic bond</em> for their minds, <em>stoneskins</em> for their bodies, and <em>flame arrows</em> for the archers' ammunition. Cal cast the spells <em>divine power</em> and <em>enlarge person</em> upon himself, making his body closer in size to that of the trolls and the giant who normally used this hidden entrance, set his stance, channeled forth his deific strength, and pushed for all he was worth. With a grinding sound of stone on stone, the slab was pushed away from its position, allowing the group of heroes enough room to squeeze into the larger cavern beyond.</p><p></p><p>They were met by a mountain troll, whose enormous goggling eyes demonstrated his disbelief that such puny humans could get past their main defense. In fact, while he was technically on guard duty, he had pretty much depended upon the stone slab to do his job for him while he grabbed a few winks. But now, fully awakened, he grabbed up his massive greatclub in an equally massive fist and headed for the foolish intruders, calling behind him for the others who shared his living quarters to rise themselves out of their slumber and see who had just shown up at their door.</p><p></p><p>Turning back at the threat, the first mountain troll was taken aback when his face exploded into a gout of fire, courtesy of a <em>meteor swarm</em> that flew from the tips of Telgrane's fingers. Infernia stepped up and finished off the troll before he even had time to realize how truly outclassed he was.</p><p></p><p>The other three trolls took the lesson to heart, though. Instead of sauntering over to their prey, they grabbed up their greatclubs are raced to the enemy before they could get off any more of those deadly fire spells. That was the plan, anyway; instead, the front-most of the trio suddenly found himself in a confusion of twisting passageways, courtesy of Telgrane's first use of the <em>maze</em> spell. The troll's limited intelligence ensured he'd be lost in the extradimensional labyrinth for quite some time, effectively taking him out of the fight.</p><p></p><p>The remaining pair of mountain trolls were peppered with flaming arrows from Chalkan and Thunderwolf as they approached Cal, not all that eager to tangle with Infernia, who was still standing over the first of their fallen troop. Suddenly, an elder fire elemental sprang up as if from the very ground. In the back of the group, Telgrane smiled to himself and commanded his summoned fire elemental to take down the trolls. The flaming shape obeyed without question.</p><p></p><p>Cal swung his hammer in a mighty arc, crashing it down upon a troll's knee. He grinned at the sound of shattering bone, even though he knew the creature's regenerative powers would reknit its sundered bones soon enough - if it lived that long. But in a fight with three spellcasters capable of casting flame-based spells and two fire elementals, the fight was pretty much predetermined. Despite their superior size, before long the cavern was littered with the flaming bodies of three mountain trolls. The group opted not to wait around for the fourth troll to find its way out of the extradimensional maze in which it was imprisoned.</p><p></p><p>The north side of the cave contained a corner of smooth walls, upon which was a troll-sized door. A brief examination showed it to be locked; Telgrane's enhanced vision discovered it to be warded with an <em>arcane lock</em> spell as well. He offered to remove it with a <em>dispel magic</em> spell, but Cal moved him aside. "Save your spell," he advised, kicking his way through the solid wooden door while still enjoying the advantages of his overly-large size.</p><p></p><p>Just beyond the door was a thick fog, obscuring vision for more than five feet. Telgrane studied the magical auras emanating from the fog and announced they weren't harmful, merely making it harder to see. Delphyne took the opportunity to forge ahead, bumping into a giant-sized stairwell of carved stone leading up. Straining to climb each oversized step, she took a moment and cast a <em>dispel magic</em> to get rid of the fog, but was unable to overcome the spell's inherent tenacity. Telgrane offered to give it a shot, using not a <em>dispel magic</em> but a <em>limited wish</em> to gain the same effect. His spell worked, better than he would ever know, for he hadn't merely dispelled an <em>obscuring mist</em> spell but a <em>guards and wards</em> spell covering the entire complex upstairs. Unbeknownst to the group, <em>arcane locks</em> on doors upstairs faded away, gusts of wind covering other giant-sized stairwells petered out, and directional-thwarting illusions winked out as well.</p><p></p><p>The fact that his <em>guards and wards</em> spell had just been defeated went by completely unnoticed by the storm giant <strong>Ryzo Skywatcher</strong>, as he had made himself immune to the effects in any case. Instead, he carried his massive leather bag of paralyzed humans up to the highest level of his dwelling, where he would perhaps <em>this time</em> singlehandedly save the world from destruction.</p><p></p><p>Back downstairs on the lowest level, Telgrane passed on what he saw to the others with his enhanced vision. "It looks like I not only got rid of the fog, but also the anti-scrying effect," he said. "I think everything past the door was at one time shielded from scrying attempts - that's why we saw the giant's image vanish in Delphyne's <em>crystal ball</em>."</p><p></p><p>Making their way up the giant stairwell, the passageway came to an abrupt end. Delphyne looked up, just in time to see a gargoyle shriek down at her from the vertical shaft directly above her head. She shrieked in return, instinctively ducking under the gargoyle's swiping claws despite her <em>stoneskin</em> protection. Chalkan and Thunderwolf stepped up to shoot the creature with their arrows, and it fell to the floor beside the astonished arch-witch.</p><p></p><p>"There's another one!" Cal cried, looking up the shaft as everyone else was looking down at the body of the slain gargoyle, whose rocky body had shattered upon impact with the stone floor. He struck out at it with his hammer, his enhanced reach bridging the gap between the flying creature and Cal's companions just below it. Had the gargoyle any ribs to snap the hammer-blow would surely have shattered them; instead, fragments of stone and grit went flying from the creature's stone chest, and it rebounded off the far side of the wall, dazed by the massive blow. It attempted to retreat back up the shaft the way it had come, but Delphyne finished it off with a well-placed <em>magic missile</em> barrage. She and the others stepped back out of the way to give it room to impact on the floor next to its counterpart.</p><p></p><p>The vertical shaft seemed to just end at the top, but the top proved to be a hinged passage into the living quarters above, which was scaled to a 20-foot-tall humanoid. The group flew up the shaft on their drow <em>floatdisks</em> and Chalkan cautiously lifted the trap door enough to peer around. Seeing no one around, he opened the hatch all the way and the group alighted into what appeared to be the storm giant's living quarters. Chalkan closed the trap door behind him, and the group explored, discovering a dining room, living room, bedroom, and bathroom - all scaled to giant size. They also found, hidden behind a curtain, a series of twelve cubical prison cells, five feet on a side. A set of oversized keys hung on a wall, marked with the numbers 1 through 12 in the Giant script. Seeing the cages were all empty, Cal decided to prevent their further use by pitching the set of keys down the 60-foot shaft beneath the toilet (inadvertently hitting an otyugh on the noggin in the process). Then there was nothing left to check out but the set of stairs leading further up.</p><p></p><p>The next level contained a landing with a large door and another set of stairs going even higher to an upper level. Chalkan opted to try the door first, and found an unusual "L" shaped room just beyond. The longest wall contained a massive stone door which pivoted along its center, but the majority of the space around the corner was taken up by an enormous nest made up of branches and even entire small trees. Screeching its anger at the intrusion was a dire griffon, <strong>Stormcloud</strong>, the storm giant's riding mount. Chalkan got out a shot with his bow as the screeching beast reached out and bit him on the shoulder with a wickedly sharp beak.</p><p></p><p>Delphyne tried befriending the dire griffon with a <em>charm monster</em> spell, but the creature, already in combat with Chalkan, managed to shrug off the spell's effects. After determining over the mental link with Delphyne that was her last such spell, Cal stepped forward, still about 12 feet tall due to his <em>enlarge person</em> spell, and whacked the dire griffon on the side of its head with his warhammer. Telgrane followed up with a shaped <em>meteor swarm</em>, and together the group brought the griffon to its final breath.</p><p></p><p>Telgrane and Infernia were positioned the closest to the stairs leading further upward, so they were the first to enter the final room. This was an elaborate observatory, complete with a massive telescope sized to a storm giant as was the rest of the complex thus far, but with the addition of a ring of seven human-sized tables at its base, upon which could be strapped unwilling victims. Ryzo stood on the telescope platform at the top of a short series of giant-sized steps, peering through the lens out into the heavens. His leather bag lay flat and empty on the floor below, and as Telgrane stepped into view, he saw the body of Brother Altamaic on the last table, fading from view as his body was broken down into its particulate matter and dispersed.</p><p></p><p>"Damn!" cried Ryzo, peering through the scope in annoyance. "No effect again--the targeting must still be a bit off." Then he looked down and noticed Telgrane and Infernia, both of whom had been caught up in one of the magical traps tied into the observatory: a <em>confusion</em> effect affecting only non-giants upon their first entry into the room. "Well, this is a treat!" the giant exclaimed. "Ammunition that delivers itself!"</p><p></p><p>By this time, Telgrane had managed to warn the others about nature of the soul cannon and the <em>confusion</em> trap waiting for them upon their entry into the observatory, and the group lined up along the set of stairs, with Cal just around the corner, having checked out the pivoting stone door in the room. (As he had suspected, it led to a stone platform jutting out from the mountain's top, making the massive stone door the monstrous equivalent of a "doggy door" allowing Ryko's pet dire griffon a means of entry into and exit from his nesting area.)</p><p></p><p>Delphyne cast a <em>dispel magic</em> spell on the spell effect and reported her success over the telepathic bond. Ryzo, looking over the wall to see the heroes lined up below, cast a quickened <em>chain lightning</em> spell upon all but Cal (still around the corner at the bottom of the stairs and thus unknown to the storm giant), and followed up with a command word spoken in the guttural Giant language. An invisible glyph on the ceiling of the observatory flashed and pulsed with power, and the group - still reeling from the blast of electricity that had arced out to hit them all - now found themselves fighting off the effects of a <em>symbol of stunning</em>. The others managed to shrug off the effects of the symbol, but Thunderwolf and Chalkan were unable to resist as a giant-sized version of <em>unseen servant</em> plucked them up from their spots and levitated them over to the first two tables along the base of the telescope. Upon hitting the tables, shackles closed around their wrists and ankles, binding them securely in place even after the effects of their stunning would wear off.</p><p></p><p>Delphyne rushed up the stairs, a spell on her lips. She had wanted to rescue her two companions, but now it seemed like the more important task at hand was to disable the soul cannon before the giant turned Chalkan and Thunderwolf into ammunition for his infernal device. She let fly with her readied spell - and the front half of the soul cannon disintegrated into nothingness.</p><p></p><p>None of the group had ever seen the face of a violet-skinned storm giant blanch into paleness before, but that was exactly what happened. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" he shrieked. "FOOLISH WOMAN--YOU HAVE JUST DESTROYED ANY CHANCE I HAD OF SINGLEHANDEDLY SAVING THIS PLANET FROM DESTRUCTION!"</p><p></p><p>"What?" demanded Delphyne.</p><p></p><p>"There's an asteroid heading this way! I give it no more than three days until impact!" screamed Ryzo Skywatcher. "I was trying to shoot it from the sky with the soul cannon--BUT NOW YOU'VE DOOMED US ALL!" With a shriek of incoherent rage, he grabbed up his greatsword and leaped from his observatory platform, swinging the blade down and piercing the witch's body. Delphyne collapsed, unconscious and life fading fast, into a pool of her own blood.</p><p></p><p>"Before I die with the rest of this planet, I'll see all of you dead by my hand!" roared Ryzo, wheeling to face the nearest hero, the archmage Telgrane.</p><p></p><p>"Cal!" screamed Telgrane as he stepped forward and sent a sonic <em>meteor swarm</em> blasting into the giant's face. Infernia followed her master into battle, swatting at the enraged giant with her fists of solid flame. Behind her, the cleric of Kord bound up the steps and cast a <em>mass heal</em> spell, closing up all of the wounds he and his companions had obtained thus far, and bringing Delphyne from the brink of joining her grandmother in death. An unexpected side effect of the spell, forgotten by Cal as he concentrated mainly on saving the witch's life, was Thunderwolf and Chalkan being suddenly snapped out of the stunning effect to which they had succumbed earlier. They struggled to extricate themselves from the bindings keeping them in place on the tables.</p><p></p><p>"You know, there are other ways to deal with an incoming asteroid," chided Telgrane as he blasted the storm giant with another spell. "Why didn't you just tell us what was going on?"</p><p></p><p>"I'M NOT IN THE HABIT OF DISCUSSING THINGS WITH MY AMMUNITION!" roared Ryzo, mere seconds before his life was cut short by yet another combat spell. As he fell, lifeless, to the floor, his last words were "I was going to save the world...."</p><p></p><p>Delphyne looked guiltily at the others as she removed the bonds from the two archers. "Was he telling the truth?" she asked. "Are we going to get hit by an asteroid?" She hated the thought that she may have prevented the storm giant from keeping all of Oerth safe, but then she chided herself for her feelings of guilt: Telgrane was right, there were other ways to deal with a threat like that without resorting to slaying innocents.</p><p></p><p>"Let's find out," replied Cal. "See if you can channel the asteroid in your <em>crystal ball</em>."</p><p></p><p>Obviously, Delphyne had never seen the asteroid that was on a collision course with Oerth, but there weren't likely to be many such places on which to scry.... Closing her eyes and concentrating, she passed her hands over her <em>crystal ball</em>. The others gathered around her to peer at the image forming in the glass sphere. An oblong rock turned slowly along an unseen axis as it grew inexorably closer, closer....</p><p></p><p>"Can you zoom in?" asked Cal. "There's a cloud or something floating out from the back." Delphyne complied, and the magical sensor closed in on the far side of the asteroid. The group gasped as one: the "cloud" was a group of wraiths, floating along the back side of the slowly-rotating asteroid, keeping its mass between them and the hated beams of light from the sun. It was difficult to say with certainty, but there were easily scores of the undead, if not hundreds.</p><p></p><p>"If that thing crashes into the planet..." began Chalkan.</p><p></p><p>"...Not only will its impact cause untold destruction," finished Telgrane, "but those wraiths will spread out, creating more of their kind."</p><p></p><p>"So what can we do?" asked Delphyne.</p><p></p><p>Telgrane and Cal looked at each other. "We need Dr. Greymantle," the archmage decided.</p><p></p><p> - - - </p><p></p><p>The <em>Planar Scout</em> carried a full complement as it soared up out of the confines of Oerth's atmosphere. Protected as it was by Greymantle's powerful shield, it was perfectly safe for the group to step outside onto the vessel's outer surface as Pilot steered them towards their goal.</p><p></p><p>"I've checked its flight path," confirmed Dr. Graymantle. "It will indeed strike the planet in a little over two days' time - unless we give it a little nudge before then."</p><p></p><p>"What about the wraiths?" asked Delphyne. "Won't they be a problem?"</p><p></p><p>"They won't be able to penetrate the shields," replied Dr. Graymantle. "It's a force effect - impenetrable even by the incorporeal."</p><p></p><p>"It's a shame about Brother Altamaic," observed Thunderwolf. "Should we offer to pay to have him <em>resurrected</em>?"</p><p></p><p>"I don't think that will be necessary," replied Cal with a smirk. "Look!"</p><p></p><p>The others looked to where he was pointing, at the asteroid directly ahead. There, running across its slowly-rotating surface in great leaps and bounds, was none other than Brother Altamaic, red-faced and panting with effort. But it was obvious what he was doing: keeping himself in line with the sun as the asteroid completed its slow rotation, and thus keeping himself safe from the light-hating wraiths who likewise were maneuvering to keep themselves aligned with the asteroid's dark side.</p><p></p><p>"How's he even alive?" asked Chalkan in disbelief.</p><p></p><p>"It would appear he had a <em>attune form</em> spell handy," said Telgrane. "Furthermore, I would surmise that the 'soul cannon' was not a weapon after all. It was likely a transport device, turning a body into a ray of energy, and then converting it back once it arrived at its destination."</p><p></p><p>"Then where are the rest of the group who were captured with him?" Chalkan pressed.</p><p></p><p>"I believe that's them over there," replied Dr. Graymantle, pointing toward the cloud of wraiths flitting about the rear of the asteroid. "Tell me, Telgrane, does that asteroid look to you to be a solid chunk of calcimortum?"</p><p></p><p>"Of course!" replied the young archmage. "A chunk of calcimortum from the Negative Energy Plane comes hurtling this way; the idiot storm giant tries blasting away at it with the soul cannon, sending his victims onto the rock, which leeches them of their life energy and converts them into unliving wraiths."</p><p></p><p>"I concur," replied Dr. Graymantle.</p><p></p><p>"We really gotta make sure that blasted rock doesn't hit the planet," piped up Pinwhistle.</p><p></p><p>"Agreed," replied the elderly archmage. "Have Pilot maneuver the vessel underneath the asteroid and let's start nudging it out of harm's way." The warforged clanked across the <em>Planar Scout</em>'s surface to comply.</p><p></p><p>"How could the storm giant not know his own soul cannon didn't work like he thought it did?" pressed Chalkan, trying to sort things out in his mind.</p><p></p><p>"I don't imagine he built it, but rather found it," replied Telgrane. "I didn't have time to look it over very closely before it was partially destroyed" - and here he looked over at Delphyne, who rolled her eyes sheepishly - "but I'd be willing to bet it was of arcane giant design."</p><p></p><p>"So where's the arcane giant who built the soul cannon?" pressed Thunderwolf.</p><p></p><p>"Who knows?" replied Telgrane. "He had access to a device which could transport him anywhere he could see through his telescope. For all we know, he's living happily on one of Oerth's moons."</p><p></p><p>"We still need to rescue poor Altamaic," Delphyne reminded the group.</p><p></p><p>That turned out to be easy enough. A <em>sending</em> spell informed the cleric of Boccob of the group's plans; after shifting the asteroid's orbit sufficiently to ensure it wouldn't impact the planet, the <em>Planar Scout</em> backed off and Brother Altamaic jumped for all he was worth. It was enough to catapult the cleric of Boccob out of the asteroid's weak gravity and into space. Then the <em>Planar Scout</em> matched his trajectory, Pilot shut off the shield long enough to get the cleric onto the vessel's surface, and then, shield once more in place, the stone ship headed back to the hangar behind Dr. Graymantle's small manor on the outskirts of Greyhawk City.</p><p></p><p>"We might have just saved the world again," smirked Thunderwolf as a somewhat frazzled Brother Altamaic stepped inside the extradimensional confines of the <em>Planar Scout</em>, looking around in awe.</p><p></p><p>"And more importantly: you owe us a drink," added Cal, grinning.</p><p></p><p>"Deal," agreed Brother Altamaic.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Richards, post: 6545985, member: 508"] [b]ADVENTURE 90: THE SOUL CANNON[/b] PC Roster: [INDENT]Cal Trop, human cleric of Kord Chalkan, half-elf ranger/cleric of Corellon Larethian/sorcerer/arcane archer Delphyne Babelberi, human witch (wizard) Telgrane, half-fire elemental human conjurer/archmage Thunderwolf, human fighter[/INDENT] Thunderwolf had come to a sad realization: his boots were no longer worth fixing up. They had been admirable companions throughout his many adventures, but they had long since seen their best days. They were still incredibly comfortable - at least in good weather - but there was a split along the bottom, just above the sole, that let in water when it got wet. Also, the tread on both boots had long since been worn smooth and flat, making them a bit on the treacherous side while trying to maintain one's balance on slippery surfaces. And so, with a heavy heart, Thunderwolf set off to the marketplace to find himself a pair of new boots. As was his custom, he wore his armor and brought all of his gear; he was an official adventurer in his uncle's Adventurers Guild, and the young fighter saw no reason not to let everyone know that just by looking at him. As Thunderwolf examined the boots for sale at one of the booths of the outdoor market, he was vaguely aware of some commotion behind him. This was brought to his full attention by the first screams of the merchants and customers in the stalls he had just passed in making his way to the boot-seller's booth. Spinning around, he saw an amazing sight: an enormous giant, bearded and with long hair flowing down his back, scooping up paralyzed customers and stuffing them into an enormous leather sack he had opened for just that very purpose. Those he grabbed up were more than just paralyzed with fright: they maintained their current positions as the giant lifted them from the ground and dropped them into his sack. Thunderwolf grabbed the bow from his shoulder and set an arrow to the bowstring, aiming at the giant - who easily stood 20 feet tall, nearly four times the size of a normal man - as he made his way through the screaming hordes of people fleeing toward him. He let fly with his first arrow and had another in place before he noticed that he recognized the victim being placed into the giant's bag: surely that was Brother Altamaic the Calm, of the Church Library of Boccob! Altamaic was a friend of the Guild, and had provided useful information to the group for many of their adventures. Steadying his aim so as not to hit the paralyzed cleric, Thunderwolf let loose with his second arrow, striking the giant in the shoulder. The giant, for his part, barely seemed to notice he now had two arrows sticking into his shoulder and chest, so focused was he on gathering up his frozen victims. Thunderwolf stepped up onto an abandoned merchant's table and continued with his barrage of arrows. The giant finally snarled in irritation, his focus diverted now that he had apparently finished filling up his bag with victims. A massive hand plucked out Thunderwolf's wooden shafts from his body and tossed them to the ground. Then a few guttural syllables spilled from the giant's lips, and in a split second he was gone. Mere seconds behind him Thunderwolf was gone, too - he was sprinting down the street toward the Adventurers Guild, to apprise his companions of the situation at hand. - - - "...and that's what happened," finished Thunderwolf, still catching his breath after his long run back from the market. "We need to find out where the giant took his victims," replied Delphyne, heading up the stairs to her room. "I'll go get my [i]crystal ball[/i]." She returned shortly with the item in question. Passing her hand over it, she concentrated on Brother Altamaic - fortunately, an individual with which she was very familiar. The crystal sphere swirled with mists, then darkened. "It appears as if he's still inside the bag," she explained. "Try pulling your focus back a bit," suggested Telgrane, looking over the witch's shoulder with eyes that literally blazed in interest. Delphyne concentrated, and the image in the [i]crystal ball[/i] pulled back, revealing a giant in a cavern of some sort, facing a misshapen troll of nearly his same stature. The giant was walking as he talked - unfortunately, the witch's scrying device wasn't built to pick up sounds as well as sights - and then the entire image broke up into gray static. "It looks like he entered an area that's shielded from scrying," Delphyne explained to the group that had gathered around them. "Did you get enough to be able to teleport us all there?" asked Cal, gathering up his gear. "Yes, I'm pretty sure I did," replied the witch. Chalkan stepped forward to join the others, who were already standing around Delphyne. She said the words to a [i]greater teleport[/i] spell, and the five adventurers were suddenly no longer in their shared living quarters in the Greyhawk Adventurers Guild, but standing in a shallow cave. A biting wind blew in at their backs; looking out the cave's entrance, Chalkan noticed they were situated near the top of a mountain. "Yikes!" he said, kicking a stone off the ledge and watching as it tumbled down the mountain's slope. "It's a long way down." "Are we sure this is the right cave?" asked Cal, looking around at the small dwelling. While the cave opening was easily tall enough to allow the 20-foot giant to stand inside, it didn't go very deep. Telgrane popped open the top of his tinder box, allowing Infernia to manifest in the cave interior. The flames of her body illuminated the back of the cave, which had been covered in shadows. "It looks like this is our way in," said Telgrane, pointing to a seam in the back wall of the cave. It appeared as if a large opening in the back wall was blocked by a large stone slab, placed in such a way as to appear to be a section of the wall itself. Apparently the upright slab had been put in place as a giant-sized front door, to keep out those of mere human size, who doubtlessly would be unable to move such a massive obstacle. But few humans were not only clerics of Kord, the God of Strength, but also had that god's blood flowing through their veins. Cal, however, was one such. "Give me some room," he commanded, stowing his weapon, rolling up his sleeves, and preparing himself for the ordeal at hand. The other spellcasters, sensing that combat was likely once they penetrated the trolls' lair, began casting their standard bevy of spells: a [i]Rary's telepathic bond[/i] for their minds, [i]stoneskins[/i] for their bodies, and [i]flame arrows[/i] for the archers' ammunition. Cal cast the spells [i]divine power[/i] and [i]enlarge person[/i] upon himself, making his body closer in size to that of the trolls and the giant who normally used this hidden entrance, set his stance, channeled forth his deific strength, and pushed for all he was worth. With a grinding sound of stone on stone, the slab was pushed away from its position, allowing the group of heroes enough room to squeeze into the larger cavern beyond. They were met by a mountain troll, whose enormous goggling eyes demonstrated his disbelief that such puny humans could get past their main defense. In fact, while he was technically on guard duty, he had pretty much depended upon the stone slab to do his job for him while he grabbed a few winks. But now, fully awakened, he grabbed up his massive greatclub in an equally massive fist and headed for the foolish intruders, calling behind him for the others who shared his living quarters to rise themselves out of their slumber and see who had just shown up at their door. Turning back at the threat, the first mountain troll was taken aback when his face exploded into a gout of fire, courtesy of a [i]meteor swarm[/i] that flew from the tips of Telgrane's fingers. Infernia stepped up and finished off the troll before he even had time to realize how truly outclassed he was. The other three trolls took the lesson to heart, though. Instead of sauntering over to their prey, they grabbed up their greatclubs are raced to the enemy before they could get off any more of those deadly fire spells. That was the plan, anyway; instead, the front-most of the trio suddenly found himself in a confusion of twisting passageways, courtesy of Telgrane's first use of the [i]maze[/i] spell. The troll's limited intelligence ensured he'd be lost in the extradimensional labyrinth for quite some time, effectively taking him out of the fight. The remaining pair of mountain trolls were peppered with flaming arrows from Chalkan and Thunderwolf as they approached Cal, not all that eager to tangle with Infernia, who was still standing over the first of their fallen troop. Suddenly, an elder fire elemental sprang up as if from the very ground. In the back of the group, Telgrane smiled to himself and commanded his summoned fire elemental to take down the trolls. The flaming shape obeyed without question. Cal swung his hammer in a mighty arc, crashing it down upon a troll's knee. He grinned at the sound of shattering bone, even though he knew the creature's regenerative powers would reknit its sundered bones soon enough - if it lived that long. But in a fight with three spellcasters capable of casting flame-based spells and two fire elementals, the fight was pretty much predetermined. Despite their superior size, before long the cavern was littered with the flaming bodies of three mountain trolls. The group opted not to wait around for the fourth troll to find its way out of the extradimensional maze in which it was imprisoned. The north side of the cave contained a corner of smooth walls, upon which was a troll-sized door. A brief examination showed it to be locked; Telgrane's enhanced vision discovered it to be warded with an [i]arcane lock[/i] spell as well. He offered to remove it with a [i]dispel magic[/i] spell, but Cal moved him aside. "Save your spell," he advised, kicking his way through the solid wooden door while still enjoying the advantages of his overly-large size. Just beyond the door was a thick fog, obscuring vision for more than five feet. Telgrane studied the magical auras emanating from the fog and announced they weren't harmful, merely making it harder to see. Delphyne took the opportunity to forge ahead, bumping into a giant-sized stairwell of carved stone leading up. Straining to climb each oversized step, she took a moment and cast a [i]dispel magic[/i] to get rid of the fog, but was unable to overcome the spell's inherent tenacity. Telgrane offered to give it a shot, using not a [i]dispel magic[/i] but a [i]limited wish[/i] to gain the same effect. His spell worked, better than he would ever know, for he hadn't merely dispelled an [i]obscuring mist[/i] spell but a [i]guards and wards[/i] spell covering the entire complex upstairs. Unbeknownst to the group, [i]arcane locks[/i] on doors upstairs faded away, gusts of wind covering other giant-sized stairwells petered out, and directional-thwarting illusions winked out as well. The fact that his [i]guards and wards[/i] spell had just been defeated went by completely unnoticed by the storm giant [b]Ryzo Skywatcher[/b], as he had made himself immune to the effects in any case. Instead, he carried his massive leather bag of paralyzed humans up to the highest level of his dwelling, where he would perhaps [i]this time[/i] singlehandedly save the world from destruction. Back downstairs on the lowest level, Telgrane passed on what he saw to the others with his enhanced vision. "It looks like I not only got rid of the fog, but also the anti-scrying effect," he said. "I think everything past the door was at one time shielded from scrying attempts - that's why we saw the giant's image vanish in Delphyne's [i]crystal ball[/i]." Making their way up the giant stairwell, the passageway came to an abrupt end. Delphyne looked up, just in time to see a gargoyle shriek down at her from the vertical shaft directly above her head. She shrieked in return, instinctively ducking under the gargoyle's swiping claws despite her [i]stoneskin[/i] protection. Chalkan and Thunderwolf stepped up to shoot the creature with their arrows, and it fell to the floor beside the astonished arch-witch. "There's another one!" Cal cried, looking up the shaft as everyone else was looking down at the body of the slain gargoyle, whose rocky body had shattered upon impact with the stone floor. He struck out at it with his hammer, his enhanced reach bridging the gap between the flying creature and Cal's companions just below it. Had the gargoyle any ribs to snap the hammer-blow would surely have shattered them; instead, fragments of stone and grit went flying from the creature's stone chest, and it rebounded off the far side of the wall, dazed by the massive blow. It attempted to retreat back up the shaft the way it had come, but Delphyne finished it off with a well-placed [i]magic missile[/i] barrage. She and the others stepped back out of the way to give it room to impact on the floor next to its counterpart. The vertical shaft seemed to just end at the top, but the top proved to be a hinged passage into the living quarters above, which was scaled to a 20-foot-tall humanoid. The group flew up the shaft on their drow [i]floatdisks[/i] and Chalkan cautiously lifted the trap door enough to peer around. Seeing no one around, he opened the hatch all the way and the group alighted into what appeared to be the storm giant's living quarters. Chalkan closed the trap door behind him, and the group explored, discovering a dining room, living room, bedroom, and bathroom - all scaled to giant size. They also found, hidden behind a curtain, a series of twelve cubical prison cells, five feet on a side. A set of oversized keys hung on a wall, marked with the numbers 1 through 12 in the Giant script. Seeing the cages were all empty, Cal decided to prevent their further use by pitching the set of keys down the 60-foot shaft beneath the toilet (inadvertently hitting an otyugh on the noggin in the process). Then there was nothing left to check out but the set of stairs leading further up. The next level contained a landing with a large door and another set of stairs going even higher to an upper level. Chalkan opted to try the door first, and found an unusual "L" shaped room just beyond. The longest wall contained a massive stone door which pivoted along its center, but the majority of the space around the corner was taken up by an enormous nest made up of branches and even entire small trees. Screeching its anger at the intrusion was a dire griffon, [b]Stormcloud[/b], the storm giant's riding mount. Chalkan got out a shot with his bow as the screeching beast reached out and bit him on the shoulder with a wickedly sharp beak. Delphyne tried befriending the dire griffon with a [i]charm monster[/i] spell, but the creature, already in combat with Chalkan, managed to shrug off the spell's effects. After determining over the mental link with Delphyne that was her last such spell, Cal stepped forward, still about 12 feet tall due to his [i]enlarge person[/i] spell, and whacked the dire griffon on the side of its head with his warhammer. Telgrane followed up with a shaped [i]meteor swarm[/i], and together the group brought the griffon to its final breath. Telgrane and Infernia were positioned the closest to the stairs leading further upward, so they were the first to enter the final room. This was an elaborate observatory, complete with a massive telescope sized to a storm giant as was the rest of the complex thus far, but with the addition of a ring of seven human-sized tables at its base, upon which could be strapped unwilling victims. Ryzo stood on the telescope platform at the top of a short series of giant-sized steps, peering through the lens out into the heavens. His leather bag lay flat and empty on the floor below, and as Telgrane stepped into view, he saw the body of Brother Altamaic on the last table, fading from view as his body was broken down into its particulate matter and dispersed. "Damn!" cried Ryzo, peering through the scope in annoyance. "No effect again--the targeting must still be a bit off." Then he looked down and noticed Telgrane and Infernia, both of whom had been caught up in one of the magical traps tied into the observatory: a [i]confusion[/i] effect affecting only non-giants upon their first entry into the room. "Well, this is a treat!" the giant exclaimed. "Ammunition that delivers itself!" By this time, Telgrane had managed to warn the others about nature of the soul cannon and the [i]confusion[/i] trap waiting for them upon their entry into the observatory, and the group lined up along the set of stairs, with Cal just around the corner, having checked out the pivoting stone door in the room. (As he had suspected, it led to a stone platform jutting out from the mountain's top, making the massive stone door the monstrous equivalent of a "doggy door" allowing Ryko's pet dire griffon a means of entry into and exit from his nesting area.) Delphyne cast a [i]dispel magic[/i] spell on the spell effect and reported her success over the telepathic bond. Ryzo, looking over the wall to see the heroes lined up below, cast a quickened [i]chain lightning[/i] spell upon all but Cal (still around the corner at the bottom of the stairs and thus unknown to the storm giant), and followed up with a command word spoken in the guttural Giant language. An invisible glyph on the ceiling of the observatory flashed and pulsed with power, and the group - still reeling from the blast of electricity that had arced out to hit them all - now found themselves fighting off the effects of a [i]symbol of stunning[/i]. The others managed to shrug off the effects of the symbol, but Thunderwolf and Chalkan were unable to resist as a giant-sized version of [i]unseen servant[/i] plucked them up from their spots and levitated them over to the first two tables along the base of the telescope. Upon hitting the tables, shackles closed around their wrists and ankles, binding them securely in place even after the effects of their stunning would wear off. Delphyne rushed up the stairs, a spell on her lips. She had wanted to rescue her two companions, but now it seemed like the more important task at hand was to disable the soul cannon before the giant turned Chalkan and Thunderwolf into ammunition for his infernal device. She let fly with her readied spell - and the front half of the soul cannon disintegrated into nothingness. None of the group had ever seen the face of a violet-skinned storm giant blanch into paleness before, but that was exactly what happened. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" he shrieked. "FOOLISH WOMAN--YOU HAVE JUST DESTROYED ANY CHANCE I HAD OF SINGLEHANDEDLY SAVING THIS PLANET FROM DESTRUCTION!" "What?" demanded Delphyne. "There's an asteroid heading this way! I give it no more than three days until impact!" screamed Ryzo Skywatcher. "I was trying to shoot it from the sky with the soul cannon--BUT NOW YOU'VE DOOMED US ALL!" With a shriek of incoherent rage, he grabbed up his greatsword and leaped from his observatory platform, swinging the blade down and piercing the witch's body. Delphyne collapsed, unconscious and life fading fast, into a pool of her own blood. "Before I die with the rest of this planet, I'll see all of you dead by my hand!" roared Ryzo, wheeling to face the nearest hero, the archmage Telgrane. "Cal!" screamed Telgrane as he stepped forward and sent a sonic [i]meteor swarm[/i] blasting into the giant's face. Infernia followed her master into battle, swatting at the enraged giant with her fists of solid flame. Behind her, the cleric of Kord bound up the steps and cast a [i]mass heal[/i] spell, closing up all of the wounds he and his companions had obtained thus far, and bringing Delphyne from the brink of joining her grandmother in death. An unexpected side effect of the spell, forgotten by Cal as he concentrated mainly on saving the witch's life, was Thunderwolf and Chalkan being suddenly snapped out of the stunning effect to which they had succumbed earlier. They struggled to extricate themselves from the bindings keeping them in place on the tables. "You know, there are other ways to deal with an incoming asteroid," chided Telgrane as he blasted the storm giant with another spell. "Why didn't you just tell us what was going on?" "I'M NOT IN THE HABIT OF DISCUSSING THINGS WITH MY AMMUNITION!" roared Ryzo, mere seconds before his life was cut short by yet another combat spell. As he fell, lifeless, to the floor, his last words were "I was going to save the world...." Delphyne looked guiltily at the others as she removed the bonds from the two archers. "Was he telling the truth?" she asked. "Are we going to get hit by an asteroid?" She hated the thought that she may have prevented the storm giant from keeping all of Oerth safe, but then she chided herself for her feelings of guilt: Telgrane was right, there were other ways to deal with a threat like that without resorting to slaying innocents. "Let's find out," replied Cal. "See if you can channel the asteroid in your [i]crystal ball[/i]." Obviously, Delphyne had never seen the asteroid that was on a collision course with Oerth, but there weren't likely to be many such places on which to scry.... Closing her eyes and concentrating, she passed her hands over her [i]crystal ball[/i]. The others gathered around her to peer at the image forming in the glass sphere. An oblong rock turned slowly along an unseen axis as it grew inexorably closer, closer.... "Can you zoom in?" asked Cal. "There's a cloud or something floating out from the back." Delphyne complied, and the magical sensor closed in on the far side of the asteroid. The group gasped as one: the "cloud" was a group of wraiths, floating along the back side of the slowly-rotating asteroid, keeping its mass between them and the hated beams of light from the sun. It was difficult to say with certainty, but there were easily scores of the undead, if not hundreds. "If that thing crashes into the planet..." began Chalkan. "...Not only will its impact cause untold destruction," finished Telgrane, "but those wraiths will spread out, creating more of their kind." "So what can we do?" asked Delphyne. Telgrane and Cal looked at each other. "We need Dr. Greymantle," the archmage decided. - - - The [i]Planar Scout[/i] carried a full complement as it soared up out of the confines of Oerth's atmosphere. Protected as it was by Greymantle's powerful shield, it was perfectly safe for the group to step outside onto the vessel's outer surface as Pilot steered them towards their goal. "I've checked its flight path," confirmed Dr. Graymantle. "It will indeed strike the planet in a little over two days' time - unless we give it a little nudge before then." "What about the wraiths?" asked Delphyne. "Won't they be a problem?" "They won't be able to penetrate the shields," replied Dr. Graymantle. "It's a force effect - impenetrable even by the incorporeal." "It's a shame about Brother Altamaic," observed Thunderwolf. "Should we offer to pay to have him [i]resurrected[/i]?" "I don't think that will be necessary," replied Cal with a smirk. "Look!" The others looked to where he was pointing, at the asteroid directly ahead. There, running across its slowly-rotating surface in great leaps and bounds, was none other than Brother Altamaic, red-faced and panting with effort. But it was obvious what he was doing: keeping himself in line with the sun as the asteroid completed its slow rotation, and thus keeping himself safe from the light-hating wraiths who likewise were maneuvering to keep themselves aligned with the asteroid's dark side. "How's he even alive?" asked Chalkan in disbelief. "It would appear he had a [i]attune form[/i] spell handy," said Telgrane. "Furthermore, I would surmise that the 'soul cannon' was not a weapon after all. It was likely a transport device, turning a body into a ray of energy, and then converting it back once it arrived at its destination." "Then where are the rest of the group who were captured with him?" Chalkan pressed. "I believe that's them over there," replied Dr. Graymantle, pointing toward the cloud of wraiths flitting about the rear of the asteroid. "Tell me, Telgrane, does that asteroid look to you to be a solid chunk of calcimortum?" "Of course!" replied the young archmage. "A chunk of calcimortum from the Negative Energy Plane comes hurtling this way; the idiot storm giant tries blasting away at it with the soul cannon, sending his victims onto the rock, which leeches them of their life energy and converts them into unliving wraiths." "I concur," replied Dr. Graymantle. "We really gotta make sure that blasted rock doesn't hit the planet," piped up Pinwhistle. "Agreed," replied the elderly archmage. "Have Pilot maneuver the vessel underneath the asteroid and let's start nudging it out of harm's way." The warforged clanked across the [i]Planar Scout[/i]'s surface to comply. "How could the storm giant not know his own soul cannon didn't work like he thought it did?" pressed Chalkan, trying to sort things out in his mind. "I don't imagine he built it, but rather found it," replied Telgrane. "I didn't have time to look it over very closely before it was partially destroyed" - and here he looked over at Delphyne, who rolled her eyes sheepishly - "but I'd be willing to bet it was of arcane giant design." "So where's the arcane giant who built the soul cannon?" pressed Thunderwolf. "Who knows?" replied Telgrane. "He had access to a device which could transport him anywhere he could see through his telescope. For all we know, he's living happily on one of Oerth's moons." "We still need to rescue poor Altamaic," Delphyne reminded the group. That turned out to be easy enough. A [i]sending[/i] spell informed the cleric of Boccob of the group's plans; after shifting the asteroid's orbit sufficiently to ensure it wouldn't impact the planet, the [i]Planar Scout[/i] backed off and Brother Altamaic jumped for all he was worth. It was enough to catapult the cleric of Boccob out of the asteroid's weak gravity and into space. Then the [i]Planar Scout[/i] matched his trajectory, Pilot shut off the shield long enough to get the cleric onto the vessel's surface, and then, shield once more in place, the stone ship headed back to the hangar behind Dr. Graymantle's small manor on the outskirts of Greyhawk City. "We might have just saved the world again," smirked Thunderwolf as a somewhat frazzled Brother Altamaic stepped inside the extradimensional confines of the [i]Planar Scout[/i], looking around in awe. "And more importantly: you owe us a drink," added Cal, grinning. "Deal," agreed Brother Altamaic. [/QUOTE]
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