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<blockquote data-quote="Olgar Shiverstone" data-source="post: 3931062" data-attributes="member: 5868"><p>Once everyone had been bandaged or caught their breath, they began searching the large room. Thalas concentrated on detecting magical auras and was surprised to find not only a pair of magic slippers on the raccoon-thing (sadly too small for anyone to wear), but also that the entire chamber radiated a sick, low-level necromantic taint. He informed the others, but they could make nothing of it save Rhiannon, who speclated that it might be related to the strange magical curse poison disease that had infected every living thing they had found so far.</p><p></p><p>They exited the room through another passage, and soon found themselves in a large square trophy room. The enormous skull of some sort of lizard creature dominated one wall, and the others were covered with painting, seascapes, bits from various ships, various bits of unindentifiable sea monsters. One intriguing trophy was part of the hull of a ship, carved with the faded letters "T M A UT". Another was an enormous ship's bell inscribed with the words "Sea Ghost".</p><p></p><p>There was a large elaborately locked chest, too, built of stout timber reinforced with iron. Morderas tried the lock but could find no way to open it, and when he suggested using their weapons to bash it open Athal just shook his head and pointed onward. The sounds of the distant battle were growing louder.</p><p></p><p>They left the trophy room and followed another passage through which they could soon hear pounding surf, and they entered a chamber that was half-submerged under water. Low holes in the back wall let in the surf, and the water ebbed and flowed in time with the crashing of the waves on the distant shore.</p><p></p><p>A human figure was hunched no the edge of the tidal pool, back toward them, sobbing. It rose and turned as they entered, revealing what had once been a young pretty (if slightly plump) woman, but was now a deformed mockery of her former form. Her eyes were gone, and strange growths poked out of her skin and torn dress at odd points. She began to step toward them, staggering, and reaching out with hands that were now clawed talons.</p><p></p><p>"Vathus, is that you? I've waited my love," the thing pined.</p><p></p><p><em>Brissa.</em> Morderas pitched his voice low: "Yes, it's me Brissa. I've returned to save you."</p><p></p><p>Brissa snarled and her face wrenched in fury, and she rushed forward swinging her taloned hands about wildly. Arjan began intoning magical syllables, and a large grey-headed bear twinkling with golden light appeared just behind Brissa and lumbered toward her. The wolf-bear never reached her, though -- Kithkanan struck her down with a single blow. Her head rolled across the sand to fall with a plop into the tidal pool, and her body slumped to the sand, gradually dissolving until the only thing that could be recognized was the Lotus Dragon tattoo on one shoulder.</p><p></p><p>"Something tells me we're not going to find Vanthus here, again," Thalas observed.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Olgar Shiverstone, post: 3931062, member: 5868"] Once everyone had been bandaged or caught their breath, they began searching the large room. Thalas concentrated on detecting magical auras and was surprised to find not only a pair of magic slippers on the raccoon-thing (sadly too small for anyone to wear), but also that the entire chamber radiated a sick, low-level necromantic taint. He informed the others, but they could make nothing of it save Rhiannon, who speclated that it might be related to the strange magical curse poison disease that had infected every living thing they had found so far. They exited the room through another passage, and soon found themselves in a large square trophy room. The enormous skull of some sort of lizard creature dominated one wall, and the others were covered with painting, seascapes, bits from various ships, various bits of unindentifiable sea monsters. One intriguing trophy was part of the hull of a ship, carved with the faded letters "T M A UT". Another was an enormous ship's bell inscribed with the words "Sea Ghost". There was a large elaborately locked chest, too, built of stout timber reinforced with iron. Morderas tried the lock but could find no way to open it, and when he suggested using their weapons to bash it open Athal just shook his head and pointed onward. The sounds of the distant battle were growing louder. They left the trophy room and followed another passage through which they could soon hear pounding surf, and they entered a chamber that was half-submerged under water. Low holes in the back wall let in the surf, and the water ebbed and flowed in time with the crashing of the waves on the distant shore. A human figure was hunched no the edge of the tidal pool, back toward them, sobbing. It rose and turned as they entered, revealing what had once been a young pretty (if slightly plump) woman, but was now a deformed mockery of her former form. Her eyes were gone, and strange growths poked out of her skin and torn dress at odd points. She began to step toward them, staggering, and reaching out with hands that were now clawed talons. "Vathus, is that you? I've waited my love," the thing pined. [i]Brissa.[/i] Morderas pitched his voice low: "Yes, it's me Brissa. I've returned to save you." Brissa snarled and her face wrenched in fury, and she rushed forward swinging her taloned hands about wildly. Arjan began intoning magical syllables, and a large grey-headed bear twinkling with golden light appeared just behind Brissa and lumbered toward her. The wolf-bear never reached her, though -- Kithkanan struck her down with a single blow. Her head rolled across the sand to fall with a plop into the tidal pool, and her body slumped to the sand, gradually dissolving until the only thing that could be recognized was the Lotus Dragon tattoo on one shoulder. "Something tells me we're not going to find Vanthus here, again," Thalas observed. [/QUOTE]
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