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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Spider_Jerusalem" data-source="post: 2534655" data-attributes="member: 5507">“Emberguard!”A rumbling hiss of sulphur and a wave of heat burst into the courtyard. A molten hole of fire bubbled where there had been ground. A red lance tipped with fire shot forwards, followed by a monstrous warhorse mounted by a rider in red platemail. The rider’s helmet was down, though through his visor glared two burning eyes. Wicked barbs and hooks covered the rider’s armour. The horse was a monster, its features demonic. Droplets of flame sputtered from the creature itself.“Emberguard!” shouted Torious. He had learned of these fell creatures on his travels. They were the servants of the demonlords and the dread cavalry of Kossuth’s armies. Horse and rider were one, their minds linked by infernal magic.On the walls, the barbarians turned and ran with their loot. Their revenge complete, they had no deal to risk their lives further.The Emberguard pulled itself from the ground. It glistened with sweat and fire. Wheeling once to gauge its surroundings, the Emberguard reared up to face Torious. Mount and rider as one screamed a sound like no other and thoughts of searing flesh and splintering bones snarled into the minds of those who heard. Torious moved fast and leapt to the attack. He closed his eyes and prayed to Tyr. Freedom’s Edge hewed clean through the Rider’s leg. With a heavy thud, the armour-plated limb fell to the ground. Torious went to retreat. His chest exploded in fire as the Emberguard struck back, the beast nonchalant to its dismembered limb. Torious cried out in pain. The horse thrashed sideways and Torious felt his thigh almost snap under a hoof as he was forced back.Milo released his bolt as the Emberguard span with Torious. The bolt, infused with the luck of Tymora, sped true and slotted neatly between the neck plates of the Emberguard. The bolt punched through the armour, but the bolt burnt to a crisp a moment later. Not much use thought Milo. Thalin leapt to his feet, leaving Dariel cowering in the corner. A barrage of ice shards thundered into the Emberguard. Thalin felt his heart sink as two of the shards whirred away from the demon and spun into the sky. The Emberguard shrieked again and Thalin felt his bones shiver. The noxious air that belched forth from the molten gate had blurred his vision and scratched madly at his throat.Torious dodged around the gaping pool of fire, but neglected to see the Emberguard’s next attack. With a crush of bones, Torious was caught by both of the Emberguard’s hooves. Spilling onto his back, Torious narrowly avoided another blazing sword strike to this chest. Milo considered for a moment using the magic bolts he had found in the mines, but decided against it. He could always sell them later. Milo didn’t notice the clouds above momentarily shudder with the possibility of thunder as his thoughts contemplated Talo’s Laughter. Putting the bolts out of his mind, Milo sprung forwards, his crossbow clattering to the floor as he unsheathed Sliverspike. He wished it was Vampire. The Emberguard turned in time to receive the sprawled form of Milo crashing into his breastplate. Milo felt the air in his lungs rush with heat and the blood on his body flake away. Keenly finding the chink in the armour from his crossbow bolt, Milo stabbed the thin length of Sliverspike deep into the throat of the Emberguard.Thalin watched as Torious and Milo swarmed around the hulking demon. Suddenly he remembered what his father had taught him of summonings. Thalin reached his mind out and dissipated the magic in the courtyard.With a popping of everyone’s ears, a wave of anti-magic rippled over the melee. Thalin felt the Emberguard try to surge through his dispel, but somehow failed. With a final thrust of his longsword into the clambering form of Milo (who was now clung to the Emberguard’s back), the Emberguard backed quickly into the closing portal. Milo realised what was happening and leapt clear. The Emberguard spat a curse in an infernal language as its body stepped back from whence it came. The tearing noise of planes realigning shuddered the air around the companions. Then nothing.The Emberguard was gone. The courtyard was silent. Thalin noticed a light snow had started.Torious propped himself up with Freedom’s Edge as he began to sway from loss of blood. His chestplate was twisted and crusted black. Blood flowed freely from beneath his thigh armour. Milo held his side where the Emberguard has left his departing blow, though his wound had been burnt shut. Thalin looked at the mangled cobblestones from where the Emberguard has arisen, then pushed the courtyard gates open with a grunt and scream of its hinges.Vaerana, Mikka, Errilinth and the villagers were traipsing towards them already. The tiefling hurried over, Vaerana just behind.Mikka shouted his questions “Thalin thank the gods you’re alive! What was that awful screaming? Has the battle been won? Why on Toril have you shaved? You look terrible!”Thalin motioned to the villagers to stay back. Vaerana dashed inside as Torious gave up and crumpled to the floor. Milo waved at Mikka. Mikka wondered why his friend was coated in blood.- - - - - - - - - -Hours passed. Bodies were looted and cleared. Rooms were searched and villagers were kept warm with a bonfire. Mikka took advantage of an unearthed parlour and crafted a small feast (aided a little by his magical servants). Everyone agreed the food was excellent. Torious eventually admitted it certainly filled him up. Milo was feeling a little queasy and for the first time in his life declined to join in the revelries.The night went uneventfully and with everyone rested, healed and full, the adventurers continued their passage into the valley.To be continued in…Ice, Luck and HonourChapter 11: Out of the Frying Pan…Our heroes have made it to the valley floor alive. The furious Robar has doubled his patrols and now everyone wants the illustrious heroes dead, alive or worse. As they trek to the town of Illinvur, and amid the plunder of an Umberhulk’s lair, suspicions about the two women in red reach boiling point.</blockquote>

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