diaglo
Adventurer
Not a wise choice
Vlad bent to reclaim his axe. Fiddle started to search the Minotaur. Alya turned her concentration on the Minotaur. A ring glowed. Fiddle picked it up. The memory of a letter Vlad had discovered early came to him. He put the ring on and concentrated.
"I'm coming for you Hedrack," Fiddle thought.
"Ah, I've been expecting you little o..." the presence replied before Fiddle screamed and pulled the ring off.
Darian peeled off and went to the other room. Calrom and Sully watched for trouble. The iron grate had several exits above in the main room.
A female voice sang out to Darian. "I am not your enemy. Come help me."
Alya began to sing for courage. Darian lowered the flame on his sword and sheathed it.
"Oh no, you don't," Alya sang another tune. "She is charming you Darian. Don't listen."
Alya moved to see her opponent. A half human, half feline creature. A lamia. The lamia shrugged and smacked Darian. The light of Lathander left his eyes. He was still conscious, but somewhat slower witted now. Vlad moved to the rescue. He activated the axe. So did Calrom. He fired several arrows. Fiddle scrambled to help. He ran as fast as his little legs would carry him. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough. Sully moved into view also. He tossed a ball of lightning behind the she-beast. She dodged aside unfazed.
"Whoa," Sully muttered. "Now that is impressive."
Darian pulled his sword and activated it. Vlad landed a solid blow. Calrom fired another volley of arrows. Fiddle closed a tossed Hole Punch. A scratch. The lamia knew she had bitten off too much. She fled out of sight.
"Now what?" Alya asked. "Do we pursue?"
Vlad and Fiddle huddled on either side of the passage. Calrom had his bow trained ahead. Time crept slowly past.
Vlad bent to reclaim his axe. Fiddle started to search the Minotaur. Alya turned her concentration on the Minotaur. A ring glowed. Fiddle picked it up. The memory of a letter Vlad had discovered early came to him. He put the ring on and concentrated.
"I'm coming for you Hedrack," Fiddle thought.
"Ah, I've been expecting you little o..." the presence replied before Fiddle screamed and pulled the ring off.
Darian peeled off and went to the other room. Calrom and Sully watched for trouble. The iron grate had several exits above in the main room.
A female voice sang out to Darian. "I am not your enemy. Come help me."
Alya began to sing for courage. Darian lowered the flame on his sword and sheathed it.
"Oh no, you don't," Alya sang another tune. "She is charming you Darian. Don't listen."
Alya moved to see her opponent. A half human, half feline creature. A lamia. The lamia shrugged and smacked Darian. The light of Lathander left his eyes. He was still conscious, but somewhat slower witted now. Vlad moved to the rescue. He activated the axe. So did Calrom. He fired several arrows. Fiddle scrambled to help. He ran as fast as his little legs would carry him. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough. Sully moved into view also. He tossed a ball of lightning behind the she-beast. She dodged aside unfazed.
"Whoa," Sully muttered. "Now that is impressive."
Darian pulled his sword and activated it. Vlad landed a solid blow. Calrom fired another volley of arrows. Fiddle closed a tossed Hole Punch. A scratch. The lamia knew she had bitten off too much. She fled out of sight.
"Now what?" Alya asked. "Do we pursue?"
Vlad and Fiddle huddled on either side of the passage. Calrom had his bow trained ahead. Time crept slowly past.