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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4137298" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Herald of the Yellow King - Part 6b: The End</strong></p><p></p><p>Dril blocked Kham’s blow with his rifle. </p><p></p><p>“Now what? I don’t want to hurt him!”</p><p></p><p>“He’s gone mad!” shouted Cael. “He heard my tale. The King in Yellow has taken him!”</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė bit her lip. “I will try to reach him.” She put her bow away, closed her eyes, and lifted her hands up. </p><p></p><p>In the midst of all the madness and grief, the elorii’s voice rang out.</p><p></p><p>“<em>Anírach únad egor gurth hen,</em>” sang Ilmarė. She knew Kham wanted nothing more than death.</p><p></p><p>Kham paused, uncertain, the blade still in his hands.</p><p></p><p>“Join hands in a ring around me!” shouted Cael.</p><p></p><p>Cael began chanting, the words racing from him. </p><p></p><p>“<em>Han cenin vi chen lín,</em>” sang Ilmarė. She could see it in Kham’s eyes.</p><p></p><p>Cael gasped for breath between chants, speaking the words clearly and unbelievably quickly. </p><p></p><p>“<em>Egor ú-erin le devi</em>,” sang Ilmarė. She could not let Kham harm them.</p><p></p><p>In moments, Cael began to wither. His strong form twisted and shuddered, feeding the magic he summoned. “It’s not enough,” he shouted. “We need one more!”</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė released Vlad’s hand to reach out to Kham. He slowly lowered Fleshripper. The elorii gripped Kham’s wrist. Vlad took the val’s other hand.</p><p></p><p>“<em>Tellin men achae</em>,” sang Ilmarė. They had come too far.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, there was a tugging on their very souls. The air crackled with energy. Cael spoke faster and faster and the room started to spin. Mists arose all around them, lashing like serpents, but they were unable to approach the ring.</p><p></p><p>“<em>Gerin men anann,</em>” sang Ilmarė. They must hold together a bit longer.</p><p></p><p>As the power of the spell surged, it felt as if their hearts might burst. Cael stood vibrating in the center of the circle, barely able to hold himself upright. Yet his voice never weakened and the chant never wavered.</p><p></p><p>Kham’s arm twitched. He was muttering feverishly to himself. A titanic battle struggled in his mind. Ilmarė knew that if he let go of the circle, the spell would be ruined and they would all surely die. She kept singing, a beautiful accompaniment to Cael’s sturdy baritone. </p><p></p><p>“<em>Rago! Ú-erich leithio,</em>” sang Ilmarė. Kham could not let go.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly, the King in Yellow launched himself at the circle. Razor sharp yellow strands lashed out. Eyes filled with madness and menace bore down on them, but the awesome power of the King in Yellow was turned aside.</p><p></p><p>“<em>Ú-erich o nin gwanno,</em>” sang Ilmarė. She pleaded with Kham not leave her.</p><p></p><p>“<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">You cannot turn me back, Cael Greybeard,</span>” shrieked a ghostly voice. “<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">You opened the way; you invited me into your world. Such an invitation cannot be rescinded. Moratavia is mine! Carcosa is mine!</span>” </p><p>The King in Yellow reached up and drew away the Pallid Mask. “<span style="font-family: 'Impact'">Look upon me, foolish mortals. Look upon me and despair! I am your King now!</span>”</p><p></p><p>“Don’t look at it!” shouted Cael as he finished the spell.</p><p></p><p>The yellow tatterdemalion danced about in rage, thwarted. Its prize, the Duchy of Moratavia, was lost. The King in Yellow screeched a horrific howl as all that had come to pass was undone and it was hurled away from Onara and back to Carcosa.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4137298, member: 3285"] [b]Herald of the Yellow King - Part 6b: The End[/b] Dril blocked Kham’s blow with his rifle. “Now what? I don’t want to hurt him!” “He’s gone mad!” shouted Cael. “He heard my tale. The King in Yellow has taken him!” Ilmarė bit her lip. “I will try to reach him.” She put her bow away, closed her eyes, and lifted her hands up. In the midst of all the madness and grief, the elorii’s voice rang out. “[I]Anírach únad egor gurth hen,[/I]” sang Ilmarė. She knew Kham wanted nothing more than death. Kham paused, uncertain, the blade still in his hands. “Join hands in a ring around me!” shouted Cael. Cael began chanting, the words racing from him. “[I]Han cenin vi chen lín,[/I]” sang Ilmarė. She could see it in Kham’s eyes. Cael gasped for breath between chants, speaking the words clearly and unbelievably quickly. “[I]Egor ú-erin le devi[/I],” sang Ilmarė. She could not let Kham harm them. In moments, Cael began to wither. His strong form twisted and shuddered, feeding the magic he summoned. “It’s not enough,” he shouted. “We need one more!” Ilmarė released Vlad’s hand to reach out to Kham. He slowly lowered Fleshripper. The elorii gripped Kham’s wrist. Vlad took the val’s other hand. “[I]Tellin men achae[/I],” sang Ilmarė. They had come too far. Suddenly, there was a tugging on their very souls. The air crackled with energy. Cael spoke faster and faster and the room started to spin. Mists arose all around them, lashing like serpents, but they were unable to approach the ring. “[I]Gerin men anann,[/I]” sang Ilmarė. They must hold together a bit longer. As the power of the spell surged, it felt as if their hearts might burst. Cael stood vibrating in the center of the circle, barely able to hold himself upright. Yet his voice never weakened and the chant never wavered. Kham’s arm twitched. He was muttering feverishly to himself. A titanic battle struggled in his mind. Ilmarė knew that if he let go of the circle, the spell would be ruined and they would all surely die. She kept singing, a beautiful accompaniment to Cael’s sturdy baritone. “[I]Rago! Ú-erich leithio,[/I]” sang Ilmarė. Kham could not let go. Suddenly, the King in Yellow launched himself at the circle. Razor sharp yellow strands lashed out. Eyes filled with madness and menace bore down on them, but the awesome power of the King in Yellow was turned aside. “[I]Ú-erich o nin gwanno,[/I]” sang Ilmarė. She pleaded with Kham not leave her. “[FONT=Impact]You cannot turn me back, Cael Greybeard,[/FONT]” shrieked a ghostly voice. “[FONT=Impact]You opened the way; you invited me into your world. Such an invitation cannot be rescinded. Moratavia is mine! Carcosa is mine![/FONT]” The King in Yellow reached up and drew away the Pallid Mask. “[FONT=Impact]Look upon me, foolish mortals. Look upon me and despair! I am your King now![/FONT]” “Don’t look at it!” shouted Cael as he finished the spell. The yellow tatterdemalion danced about in rage, thwarted. Its prize, the Duchy of Moratavia, was lost. The King in Yellow screeched a horrific howl as all that had come to pass was undone and it was hurled away from Onara and back to Carcosa. [/QUOTE]
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