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<blockquote data-quote="gideonpepys" data-source="post: 7514841" data-attributes="member: 79141"><p><strong>Session 201, Part Three - Bloody Tidings</strong></p><p></p><p>Quratulain and Rumdoom went toe-to-toe with Asrabey, until She Who Writhes clipped Rumdoom with another titanic tenctacle, giving Asrabey the chance to make a break for it, running along one of her enormous limbs. </p><p></p><p>From the pool of blood around Uru a form of pure crimson emerged, feminine but barbed. As the figure rose, a dozen bloody chains struck out from the pool, trailing from hooks in her arms and back and legs. One such chain caught Uru by his cloak and lifted him up from the water. He surrounded himself in a cloud of darkness, but the figure still spoke to him – to all of them, audible above the din of the storm, the waves and the battle, completely heedless of the strife:</p><p><em></em></p><p><em>“Long did the seneschal of the Demonocracy wait in her prison, roiled with bitterness and hungry for her revenge. As she bled into the sacred well, Ashima-Shimtu found she could see through the seas and glimpse the tide of history. But centuries tempered her anger, and a foreign power—empathy—began to stir within her.”</em></p><p></p><p>Quratulain, healed by Uriel, fired her guns again and again at Asrabey, and dropped him before he could reach Beshela. Leon phrased a curse so powerful it stunned She Who Writhes, then stuffed Asrabey into the absurdist web. Uriel reshaped Rumdoom’s hammer into a mattock, making it much more effective against the soft-bodied kraken. The giant dwarf began to do some serious damage. </p><p><em></em></p><p><em>“In this new age, her bonds are weakened, and the red waters of a world named Ostea grant her the power to do more than simply watch. Yet Ashima-Shimtu seeks not to use these powers for herself. She remains a prisoner, and places the decision to free her in the hands of foreigners. She wishes to show good will, however, and so offers tidings that may be of interest.”</em></p><p></p><p>By now, Uru had begun firing at the kraken from where he dangled. Uriel was not convinced he was taking in Ashima-Shimtu’s message, so he healed him and said, “You go fight, I’ll listen to the demon.” With Asrabey down, Quratulain, Rumdoom and Uru were concentrating their fire on the kraken. Quratulain was using the captain’s weapon she had found in the royal vaults, and her blows made her comrades’s blows easier. When She Who Writhes began writhing once again, Beshela broke off from her communion to announce, “She fears. My mistress fears!”</p><p></p><p>Rumdoom was subject to attack after attack and succeeded in batting them all away, until one huge tentacle finally clipped him and sent him plunging into the pool near the titan’s beak. Without thinking (did she ever ‘think’?) She Who Writhes opened her beak and swallowed him…</p><p><em></em></p><p><em>“First, a glimpse: Philosophers and politicians of several nations travel west, but toward what end Ashima-Shimtu cannot see.”</em> (So far so good, thought Uriel; this, at least, we know is true.)</p><p></p><p><em>“Second, a warning: When Ashima-Shimtu gazed upon the western shore of the land of beastmen and fallen dragons, something gazed back – a fearful intelligence, the like of which she had not seen in this world before the sky grew dark.”</em></p><p></p><p>Now Rumdoom really gave She Who Writhes good reason to fear, carving his way out from inside her for a second time. The kraken sagged with exhaustion and coughed more blood into the sea.</p><p></p><p>“She yields!” cried Beshela. No need for communion now. “My mistress begs to be allowed to return to her slumber at the bottom of the ocean!”</p><p></p><p>They tried to bargain for advantage, but none was granted. This creature did not think the way the other titans did. For her part, Beshela offered her own boon in return for her mistress’ life. Forewarned by Harkover, they granted the titan mercy and she at once dissolved into millions of smaller tentacles that dissolved into the sea. Never before had a titan been defeated but by a monarch of Risur!</p><p></p><p>The fight was over, but Ashima-Shimtu was still talking:</p><p><em></em></p><p><em>“Third and final, an opportunity: The island at the axis of the world, much contested these past decades, fell to invasion shortly after the heavens rained and the sun departed. A fleet of gnolls under the banner of a steel dragon conquered the island…” </em>(Uru gave a little cheer at this.)<em> “…and may have prevented the one called Nicodemus from completing his grand design. Retaliation was attempted by the navy whose flag bears scroll and sword, but the kraken queen drove them back.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>“Now the titan’s dominion has passed, and the seas reopen. Soon the axis may shift again, and whatever secrets lie there will once again be obscured. Ashima-Shimtu entreats her heroic jurors to reach the island while they still can. Her own liberation on another mysterious island can wait.”</em></p><p></p><p>Uriel nodded and said, “I look forward to it.”</p><p></p><p>At once, the blood simulacrum began to dissipate. Before it did so, Rumdoom asked the demoness what she could tell him of the Deep Ones in the Cold Claw Sea. After a moment she replied:</p><p><em></em></p><p><em>“The same alien force is present there as on the eastern shore of the dragon-lands. Ashima-Shimtu fears to probe more deeply, as the alien mind may gaze back!”</em></p><p></p><p>Nevertheless, Rumdoom pressed her for tidings of Hildegaard. “Is she still alive?”</p><p></p><p><em>“Yes. And safe. For now.”</em></p><p></p><p>This was a relief, but most mysterious. Further answers would not be forthcoming, however, as the simulacrum now crumbled entirely – scabbing, cracking, flaking and blowing away.</p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>End of Session</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gideonpepys, post: 7514841, member: 79141"] [b]Session 201, Part Three - Bloody Tidings[/b] Quratulain and Rumdoom went toe-to-toe with Asrabey, until She Who Writhes clipped Rumdoom with another titanic tenctacle, giving Asrabey the chance to make a break for it, running along one of her enormous limbs. From the pool of blood around Uru a form of pure crimson emerged, feminine but barbed. As the figure rose, a dozen bloody chains struck out from the pool, trailing from hooks in her arms and back and legs. One such chain caught Uru by his cloak and lifted him up from the water. He surrounded himself in a cloud of darkness, but the figure still spoke to him – to all of them, audible above the din of the storm, the waves and the battle, completely heedless of the strife: [I] “Long did the seneschal of the Demonocracy wait in her prison, roiled with bitterness and hungry for her revenge. As she bled into the sacred well, Ashima-Shimtu found she could see through the seas and glimpse the tide of history. But centuries tempered her anger, and a foreign power—empathy—began to stir within her.”[/I] Quratulain, healed by Uriel, fired her guns again and again at Asrabey, and dropped him before he could reach Beshela. Leon phrased a curse so powerful it stunned She Who Writhes, then stuffed Asrabey into the absurdist web. Uriel reshaped Rumdoom’s hammer into a mattock, making it much more effective against the soft-bodied kraken. The giant dwarf began to do some serious damage. [I] “In this new age, her bonds are weakened, and the red waters of a world named Ostea grant her the power to do more than simply watch. Yet Ashima-Shimtu seeks not to use these powers for herself. She remains a prisoner, and places the decision to free her in the hands of foreigners. She wishes to show good will, however, and so offers tidings that may be of interest.”[/I] By now, Uru had begun firing at the kraken from where he dangled. Uriel was not convinced he was taking in Ashima-Shimtu’s message, so he healed him and said, “You go fight, I’ll listen to the demon.” With Asrabey down, Quratulain, Rumdoom and Uru were concentrating their fire on the kraken. Quratulain was using the captain’s weapon she had found in the royal vaults, and her blows made her comrades’s blows easier. When She Who Writhes began writhing once again, Beshela broke off from her communion to announce, “She fears. My mistress fears!” Rumdoom was subject to attack after attack and succeeded in batting them all away, until one huge tentacle finally clipped him and sent him plunging into the pool near the titan’s beak. Without thinking (did she ever ‘think’?) She Who Writhes opened her beak and swallowed him… [I] “First, a glimpse: Philosophers and politicians of several nations travel west, but toward what end Ashima-Shimtu cannot see.”[/I] (So far so good, thought Uriel; this, at least, we know is true.) [I]“Second, a warning: When Ashima-Shimtu gazed upon the western shore of the land of beastmen and fallen dragons, something gazed back – a fearful intelligence, the like of which she had not seen in this world before the sky grew dark.”[/I] Now Rumdoom really gave She Who Writhes good reason to fear, carving his way out from inside her for a second time. The kraken sagged with exhaustion and coughed more blood into the sea. “She yields!” cried Beshela. No need for communion now. “My mistress begs to be allowed to return to her slumber at the bottom of the ocean!” They tried to bargain for advantage, but none was granted. This creature did not think the way the other titans did. For her part, Beshela offered her own boon in return for her mistress’ life. Forewarned by Harkover, they granted the titan mercy and she at once dissolved into millions of smaller tentacles that dissolved into the sea. Never before had a titan been defeated but by a monarch of Risur! The fight was over, but Ashima-Shimtu was still talking: [I] “Third and final, an opportunity: The island at the axis of the world, much contested these past decades, fell to invasion shortly after the heavens rained and the sun departed. A fleet of gnolls under the banner of a steel dragon conquered the island…” [/I](Uru gave a little cheer at this.)[I] “…and may have prevented the one called Nicodemus from completing his grand design. Retaliation was attempted by the navy whose flag bears scroll and sword, but the kraken queen drove them back. “Now the titan’s dominion has passed, and the seas reopen. Soon the axis may shift again, and whatever secrets lie there will once again be obscured. Ashima-Shimtu entreats her heroic jurors to reach the island while they still can. Her own liberation on another mysterious island can wait.”[/I] Uriel nodded and said, “I look forward to it.” At once, the blood simulacrum began to dissipate. Before it did so, Rumdoom asked the demoness what she could tell him of the Deep Ones in the Cold Claw Sea. After a moment she replied: [I] “The same alien force is present there as on the eastern shore of the dragon-lands. Ashima-Shimtu fears to probe more deeply, as the alien mind may gaze back!”[/I] Nevertheless, Rumdoom pressed her for tidings of Hildegaard. “Is she still alive?” [I]“Yes. And safe. For now.”[/I] This was a relief, but most mysterious. Further answers would not be forthcoming, however, as the simulacrum now crumbled entirely – scabbing, cracking, flaking and blowing away. [B] End of Session[/B] [/QUOTE]
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