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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4395086" data-attributes="member: 3285">Vengeance in Freeport: Part 3b - The Temple of CadicTwo orcs, dressed in the same red chain shirts as members of the Bloody Vengeance, raced down the center aisle, waving their cutlasses and howling like all of hell was behind them.  Additional duos crash through each of the temple’s four windows.“What perfect timing!” shouted Kham.  He wheeled to train his pistols on two incoming orcs.  “I’ve been looking to bag me some greenskins.”  He fired two pistols, downing two of the orcs.“Vindicatio manus!” said Scarbelly.Vlad charged at Captain Scarbelly, only to have a magical force obstruct his path.  Magical sparks met the edge of his blade as he tested its resilience again and again.“Since when does Scarbelly cast spells?” asked Dril to no one in particular.“He doesn’t,” said Vlad.  “Or at least, he didn’t.” Scarbelly charged through the middle of the pews, two orcs flanking his side.  They rushed towards Peg-Leg.“Don’t you move!” Kham dropped his spent pistols and pointed two more at Peg-Leg.  “For all we know, you put them up to this?”“Me?” shouted Peg-Leg.  “Are ye mad? They’re attackin' me home!”“It doesn’t hurt to be cautious,” said Kham.  He trained one of the pistols on the advancing Scarbelly.  Scarbelly skidded to a halt.  He unfurled a scroll and read it. “Ignifer murus!”A wall of flames sprang up, bisecting the temple in half.  Vlad, Sebastian, and Beldin were trapped on the other side. The scorching flames drove them back and even managed to ignite one of the orcs, who ran screaming from the temple.“Okay.” Kham spun to aim both pistols at Scarbelly.  “Now the Scarbelly I know NEVER did that.”“Finally!” shouted Peg-Leg.  He pointed at the wall of flames.  “Cadic will not tolerate such desecration!”The flames went out.Kham lowered his two pistols in disbelief.  “Remind me to stop making fun of Cadic.” Next to Peg-Leg, Dril was engaged in a vicious battle with one of the orcs.  He parried an axe blow that should have shattered his scimitar. It was impossible…unless the orc wasn’t wielding an axe at all.“They’re not orcs!” shouted Dril. “They’re cloaked by an illusion!”Peg-Leg pointed at another cluster of orcs.  “And now for t' rest o' ye—“The faux-Scarbelly pointed at Peg-Leg. “Caecitas!”“Me good eye!” Peg-Leg fell backwards into the small pool that served as an altar to Cadic, hands clutching his face.Kham fired twice, but the pistol shots were deflected off of the glowing shield of force that surrounded Scarbelly.  “Okay, Talon, let’s see what you’ve got.” Kham reached behind him and whipped out the scimitar that had been holstered across his back.  The impostor roared a challenge.  He raised his axe defiantly.Kham’s blade wrenched itself almost painfully out of his hand as it moved of its own accord.  The blade dragged him upwards, easily blocking the illusionary orc’s blow.  With a flick of his wrist, a bloody gash opened in the orc’s chest. A man in a hooded robe fell to the ground, dead.When Kham looked up, all the other cultists were dead too.</blockquote>

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