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<blockquote data-quote="Abciximab" data-source="post: 4225209" data-attributes="member: 46017"><p style="text-align: center"><strong>The Graveyard Shift. Part 2</strong></p><p></p><p>An instant later the Fireball was gone and he saw everyone, except Celtir and Wencis who were still below, had been caught in the Fireball. He also noticed that everyone, including their opponents, had survived with only minimal damage from the blast. </p><p></p><p>Bootsy vented some of his anger toward the wand. “What the hell kind of weak-assed Fireball was that!” He yelled as he flung the wand away in frustration. Bootsy refocused his energy toward trying to break the death-grip this creature seemed to have on him. Compounding the problem, Bootsy could feel himself tiring from blood-loss as the creature drained more of his blood. Seeing that Bootsy was in rough shape from the tentacle faced creature that was attacking him, Tristan quickly ran over and healed some of his wounds.</p><p></p><p>Fearing for the life of their companions, Wencis dismissed his Soul Spark so that he might refocus his soul energies as Celtir backed up to get a clear shot with a spell at the undead creatures up above. </p><p></p><p>Frankie was on his last legs. One more hit from this large creature would kill him and it had yet to miss. Torn between staying and dieing or retreating to fight another day, Frankie finally made the painful choice and withdrew, jumping off the cliff in his retreat.</p><p></p><p>Casting forth two bolts of holy energy, Celtir was aiming for the creature that was grappling with Bootsy. Being so far away and on lower ground, he found it hard to pick his target and ended up hitting Bootsy with both bolts. Since Bootsy was neither undead nor extra-planar, he suffered no ill effects.</p><p></p><p>Finally arriving at the top of the stair Wencis charged his hammer with soul energy and crushed the skull of the creature that held Bootsy. Free of its grasp, Bootsy looked to the giant undead creature that remained. He noticed some of its wounds seemed to be closing. He dusted himself off a little before launching a Scorching Ray into the creatures face. </p><p></p><p>Tristan and Wencis both attacked the creature as it stepped forward and pummeled the Paladin. Celtir fired two more bolts that both hit the giant creature, searing away some of its flesh. Finally as the creature’s fist slammed into Tristan once again, he brought Merthuvial around in a great arc and struck its head from its shoulders. </p><p></p><p>The companions looked around and each seemed surprised to find all the others were still standing. Even Frankie was wearily making his way back up the stairs.</p><p></p><p>With the combat ended, Bootsy looked to the corpses of the creatures. “I hope these guys have something good.” He was extremely disappointed.</p><p></p><p>A quick search revealed a stone door in the northern wall and a small pool hidden behind some pillars. Discouraged by the lack of treasure and noticing Tristan was moving to examine the door, Celtir and Wencis returned to the mausoleum to collect the jewelry and the fine silken shroud.</p><p></p><p>Up above Tristan opened the door and found a cool and damp room that was nothing more than a narrow ledge that ran around a twenty foot wide pit that dropped into darkness. The air smelled of salt water. Looking over the edge, he saw an iron grate about twenty feet down. The silence of the room was broken by the sound of one of Bootsy’s acid flasks shattering on the grate. Unsure of what to make of this place, they left to rejoin the others and return to the iron stairwell in the library.</p><p></p><p>At the top of the stairs they found an oddly shaped room with mirrors. The western wall of the room stepped westward forming an alcove and a number of smaller wall surfaces. Embedded in or formed from these smaller walls were six large mirrors. There was a door in the northwestern corner. Most everyone averted their eyes from the mirrors, except for Celtir who stepped up to the closest one. “Show me Fadheela,” he commanded. For a moment nothing happened. </p><p></p><p>After that moments pause, there was a loud grinding sound as glass extruded from the westernmost mirror. Two mirrors that flanked the alcove made similar but quieter sounds. A hulking figure formed of glass emerged quickly into the western alcove. Glass spiders boiled forth from the flanking mirrors. As they rose, their translucent interiors glowed with a faint blue light.</p><p></p><p>Reacting quickly, Bootsy summoned his magical energies and faded from sight. The others attacked. Frankie's axe smashed against one of the spiders as Tristan and Wencis attacked the large creature with sword and hammer. Celtir set off a burst of sound that caused a small amount of damage to two of the creatures. The spiders bit at Frankie and Wencis, causing minor injuries, but the large creature pummeled Tristan with two mighty blows that left his face bloodied and his ribs broken. </p><p></p><p>As the others continued their attack Bootsy moved to the door and opened it. Beyond he saw a short, narrow hallway that ended in another door. Confident that there was more than one escape route, Bootsy turned to assist in the ongoing combat.</p><p></p><p>Frankie kept up his attacks against one of the spiders and cracks were starting to show where his axe was striking the creature. The creature was biting back, but Frankie seemed unconcerned with the small wounds inflicted by the spider. Wencis struck at the other spider, slamming it with his hammer infused with soul energy. Celtir switched back to his bow, hoping to inflict what damage he could. </p><p></p><p>The large glass creature was pounding Tristan over and over again. The amount of damage he had sustained would surely have dropped a man with less stamina. A bright spark jolting one of the spiders preceded Bootsy’s return to the visible spectrum. The spider shattered into a million shards that seemed to dissolve on the floor.</p><p></p><p>The spider in front of Frankie finally shattered beneath his axe and he turned to strike the large creature. Seeing Tristan sorely wounded Celtir called upon Solonor and a positive energy burst lit the room, healing some of the wounds all of his companions had suffered.</p><p></p><p>With all their attacks focused on the large creature, cracks were finally starting to show as Bootsy stepped forward and zapped it with a Shocking Grasp. Seemingly angered by the attack, the construct lashed out with both fists at Bootsy but was unable to land a blow on the quick gnome. </p><p></p><p>Seeing an opening, Tristan brought his blade down on the head of the construct and it shattered into tiny shards that disappeared as had those of the spiders.</p><p></p><p>Bootsy let out a breath. “I’ve got nothing left in the arsenal. I think it may be time for a break.” </p><p></p><p>End of Session 10.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Abciximab, post: 4225209, member: 46017"] [Center][B]The Graveyard Shift. Part 2[/B][/CENTER] An instant later the Fireball was gone and he saw everyone, except Celtir and Wencis who were still below, had been caught in the Fireball. He also noticed that everyone, including their opponents, had survived with only minimal damage from the blast. Bootsy vented some of his anger toward the wand. “What the hell kind of weak-assed Fireball was that!” He yelled as he flung the wand away in frustration. Bootsy refocused his energy toward trying to break the death-grip this creature seemed to have on him. Compounding the problem, Bootsy could feel himself tiring from blood-loss as the creature drained more of his blood. Seeing that Bootsy was in rough shape from the tentacle faced creature that was attacking him, Tristan quickly ran over and healed some of his wounds. Fearing for the life of their companions, Wencis dismissed his Soul Spark so that he might refocus his soul energies as Celtir backed up to get a clear shot with a spell at the undead creatures up above. Frankie was on his last legs. One more hit from this large creature would kill him and it had yet to miss. Torn between staying and dieing or retreating to fight another day, Frankie finally made the painful choice and withdrew, jumping off the cliff in his retreat. Casting forth two bolts of holy energy, Celtir was aiming for the creature that was grappling with Bootsy. Being so far away and on lower ground, he found it hard to pick his target and ended up hitting Bootsy with both bolts. Since Bootsy was neither undead nor extra-planar, he suffered no ill effects. Finally arriving at the top of the stair Wencis charged his hammer with soul energy and crushed the skull of the creature that held Bootsy. Free of its grasp, Bootsy looked to the giant undead creature that remained. He noticed some of its wounds seemed to be closing. He dusted himself off a little before launching a Scorching Ray into the creatures face. Tristan and Wencis both attacked the creature as it stepped forward and pummeled the Paladin. Celtir fired two more bolts that both hit the giant creature, searing away some of its flesh. Finally as the creature’s fist slammed into Tristan once again, he brought Merthuvial around in a great arc and struck its head from its shoulders. The companions looked around and each seemed surprised to find all the others were still standing. Even Frankie was wearily making his way back up the stairs. With the combat ended, Bootsy looked to the corpses of the creatures. “I hope these guys have something good.” He was extremely disappointed. A quick search revealed a stone door in the northern wall and a small pool hidden behind some pillars. Discouraged by the lack of treasure and noticing Tristan was moving to examine the door, Celtir and Wencis returned to the mausoleum to collect the jewelry and the fine silken shroud. Up above Tristan opened the door and found a cool and damp room that was nothing more than a narrow ledge that ran around a twenty foot wide pit that dropped into darkness. The air smelled of salt water. Looking over the edge, he saw an iron grate about twenty feet down. The silence of the room was broken by the sound of one of Bootsy’s acid flasks shattering on the grate. Unsure of what to make of this place, they left to rejoin the others and return to the iron stairwell in the library. At the top of the stairs they found an oddly shaped room with mirrors. The western wall of the room stepped westward forming an alcove and a number of smaller wall surfaces. Embedded in or formed from these smaller walls were six large mirrors. There was a door in the northwestern corner. Most everyone averted their eyes from the mirrors, except for Celtir who stepped up to the closest one. “Show me Fadheela,” he commanded. For a moment nothing happened. After that moments pause, there was a loud grinding sound as glass extruded from the westernmost mirror. Two mirrors that flanked the alcove made similar but quieter sounds. A hulking figure formed of glass emerged quickly into the western alcove. Glass spiders boiled forth from the flanking mirrors. As they rose, their translucent interiors glowed with a faint blue light. Reacting quickly, Bootsy summoned his magical energies and faded from sight. The others attacked. Frankie's axe smashed against one of the spiders as Tristan and Wencis attacked the large creature with sword and hammer. Celtir set off a burst of sound that caused a small amount of damage to two of the creatures. The spiders bit at Frankie and Wencis, causing minor injuries, but the large creature pummeled Tristan with two mighty blows that left his face bloodied and his ribs broken. As the others continued their attack Bootsy moved to the door and opened it. Beyond he saw a short, narrow hallway that ended in another door. Confident that there was more than one escape route, Bootsy turned to assist in the ongoing combat. Frankie kept up his attacks against one of the spiders and cracks were starting to show where his axe was striking the creature. The creature was biting back, but Frankie seemed unconcerned with the small wounds inflicted by the spider. Wencis struck at the other spider, slamming it with his hammer infused with soul energy. Celtir switched back to his bow, hoping to inflict what damage he could. The large glass creature was pounding Tristan over and over again. The amount of damage he had sustained would surely have dropped a man with less stamina. A bright spark jolting one of the spiders preceded Bootsy’s return to the visible spectrum. The spider shattered into a million shards that seemed to dissolve on the floor. The spider in front of Frankie finally shattered beneath his axe and he turned to strike the large creature. Seeing Tristan sorely wounded Celtir called upon Solonor and a positive energy burst lit the room, healing some of the wounds all of his companions had suffered. With all their attacks focused on the large creature, cracks were finally starting to show as Bootsy stepped forward and zapped it with a Shocking Grasp. Seemingly angered by the attack, the construct lashed out with both fists at Bootsy but was unable to land a blow on the quick gnome. Seeing an opening, Tristan brought his blade down on the head of the construct and it shattered into tiny shards that disappeared as had those of the spiders. Bootsy let out a breath. “I’ve got nothing left in the arsenal. I think it may be time for a break.” End of Session 10. [/QUOTE]
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