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Message: <blockquote data-quote="penance" data-source="post: 3115793" data-attributes="member: 45645">And so the battle commenced.  Ostu, as could be expected, charged into combat with his swords held high, alongside Silverdrake and Heclar.  However, the group quickly found that these were no normal zombies;  their green energy protected them from harm like an unholy  plate of armor.  Many attacks launched by the fearless heros in the party were rebuffed without even the undead monsters noticing.But the odd thing came with Weel's action.  Setting his feet firmly on the ground, the cleric spoke. The timbre of his voice was deeper, and those looking might have thought they could see the air around him shimmer slightly.  He said, "I speak for Fharlanghn, and I tell you to choose another road."  The zombies fell to the ground in a huge flash of green light, and six peircing wails split through the trees.  Behind the spot where the zombies had stood, the air shimmered and then divided, revealing the thing in a black robe.  Then green energy exploded from the fallen zombies, knocking everyone, including the Blackrobe, to the ground.  Still however, none of the thing's features could be seen.  The silver runes pulsed deeply, fading one second, blazingly bright the next.  The creature spoke in a high pitched wail, *hissssssss*    "Prepare yourself, humanssssss!"  The thing spoke in a discordant voice, like three people screaming at once.  "We knew not that one could wield the will of a god like a weapon.  The next time you meet my kind, we will be ready......"  *hisssssssssss*  "We are the Mailichor, and we do not forget!"  The runes around the thing's robes dissolved, and a sound like burning flesh came to the groups ears.  After a second, the entire ground around the creature caught fire.  It looked almost as the the very ground underneath it was burning, from the inside, up.  The corpses on the ground settled, and some kind of condensation formed at each bodies mouth, almost like a mist.  The mist puffed until it was abou tthe size of two outstretched palms, and then slowly evaporated.  Listening closley, some members of the party thought they could hear a quiet thank you.....And so the scene around the party quieted.  The Blackrobe's corpse ceased burning almost as abruptly as it started.  The only question now was, how would the party respond?</blockquote>

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