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"Did I miss something? Kilmor asked, looking at the others. "Always dear," she replied not-quite acidly. "You," she pointed at Adama, "have had your vitality attacked and damaged. You are also slightly mad, aren't you?" without waiting for an answer she turned and looked at the others, "The...

The Great Stair opened before them, a shaft at least a hundred feet in diameter and stretching below them into darkness and above them into darkness. The immediate area was lit, marginally, from dim sphere of magic floating near the walls and the wide winding staircase that wound around the...

They stood all stood panting, the last notes of S'lann's song dying away, slumping with exhaustion as it's strengthening effects faded. "I need a drink," Elim muttered, sitting down heavily. **We both do** came the voice. He looked up alarmed and saw nobody else seemed to have heard. With...

"Help us! Help!" They heard a cry and failed to recognize the voice, which could be either good or bad. "Someone, anyone- help us!" There was the sound of a great strike and the cry of a woman, and off went Adama, charging around the corner. "Damned goat!" Elim cursed and with a head motion...

First on the scene, he gave a quick inspection and headed further down, giving the next junction a quick look and hoping where they were going was left, for the wyvern was disappearing down to the right. What infernal creature would have been convinced to mate with a she-wyvern and produce that...

"Which way is out?" Adama asked, whispering but loud enough o be heard over the screams. "I will search a way," S'lann volunteered and in his dark armor, his skin darkened to blend into the shadows better. He crept off, his feet making nary a sounds, except perhaps to Elim's wide and sensitive...

"My name is Elim," he said as he nodded, a type of formal bow. He held the crossbow ready, reloaded already, the case of bolts hanging on a belt at his side. Like the rest he was naked and had been for some time, modesty had been burned away a long time ago. He took stock of his companions...

Adama looked up at the sound, feeling something strange wash over him. Or rather, he felt like a heavy weight had been lifted. ********** S'lanneneth crouched and began to hum to himself quietly, understanding immediately that something strange had happened to the magic binding them. He...

Thuzzar, Donnil and Gurnar strode down the corridor laughing, dsucissing the sport they were about to have. The Gnolls laughter, a hyena's counterpointing cries, echoed through the long corridor as the token-stone the Master had given him led them to their intended quarry. It had been such a...

Adama moved through the postures of war, practicing with an imaginary sword only he could see, his awkward legs bent to give him space and to keep them strong. This work kept him focussed, kept him strong, it gave him purpose so one day- oh yes, one day.... Dimly he was aware that S'lanneneth...

Kilmor sat where he had sat for the last day. He had been placed against three ogres and had won, killing the others. But it had come at a cost. They'd been armed and he had not. They had managed to tag him a few times before they fell. He smiled and flicked his ears slightly. He didn't need...

S'lanneneth dragged his feet, resisting the enchantments that held all of them fast in obedience and allowed them to do whatever they wanted. He sighed slightly, not even able to sigh heavily for the enchantment kept him from being disrespectful even by himself. His body hurt, oh how it hurt...

~A day, or night, like any other~ he considered as he lay, seemingly asleep, motionless except for faint breathing as his body did it's work. He lay where he had been tossed, the bruises and cuts of the combat mending as his supernatural constitution worked its magick knitting him whole once...

Crimson Menagerie: Act 4 Another day passed and the deer-jerky was prepared, though still somewhat tender and unpreserved, it would do well to extend their rations a bit. Everyone lay for rest as Elim watched, watchful and yet musing. He was caught up in thoughts of his life now compared to...

Crimson Menagerie: Act 4 The morning began to rise clear and cool, the sun lightening the eastern sky, when the camp was awoken by a crash and a thud as something fell from the sky and landed next to the fire. A bloody stag, seeming to have been pierced with swords and with it’s neck missing a...

Crimson Menagerie: Act 4 The next morning dawned bright and fair and the group set about stocking themselves with provisions to stretch out their rations. Elim, true to his word, caught enough fish to go with the leftover potatoes and tubers he harvested from near the cave of bats to make a...

Crimson Menagerie: Act 4 “WHA-!” Elim shouted, sitting upright suddenly, realizing he had been asleep and the sensations around him were totally unfamiliar. He was laying on something soft, enshrouded in something soft and had the most-delicious sleepy-waking feeling he’d had since… ever. He...

Crimson Menagerie: Act 4 An interminable time later Elim awoke to an insistent prodding in his mind. *poke, poke* “Oh Powers,” he moaned, rolling over to heave whatever it was he thought might be in his throat and nose out. “I had hoped you were just a bad dream.” *Be thankful Elim* came the...

Crimson Menagerie: Act 4 It took nearly a half an hour for them to make the Chamber of Blood, the torture chambers where the blood of the beast was siphoned away to…*somewhere*. It was rumored Bloodtwist used the blood for foul experiments where he created artificial life and other rumors had...

Crimson Menagerie: Act 3 It took a few moment to negotiate the corridors and gain the stands and still longer to actually find the Healer where she crouched in the shadow of a balustrade as if waiting in the sun. "Well," she told them as they popped up, "it took you long enough." "Did I miss...