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Causality and Condemnation (Planescape) [Updated 9/19]
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<blockquote data-quote="ThirdWizard" data-source="post: 3013922" data-attributes="member: 12037"><p><em>"I know what I’m doing… mostly"</em></p><p>-Malbi, opening a planar breach</p><p></p><p><strong>Session 7/8/06 - In Search Of (continued)</strong></p><p></p><p>The small room already smelled of mold and wet hair when they arrived, and all four of them sitting in the cramped space didn’t make it any more pleasant. Grum dozed in a corner, having fallen asleep after his shift on watch. Stock and Malbi sat in silence, wondering if this was all for naught. Jackal was by the window, keeping lookout on the graveyard across the street, watching for anyone coming near the mausoleum where they had fought the mummies.</p><p></p><p>As it got dark, it became harder to see across the street, his gem of darkvision barely making it to the first few grave stones arranged haphazardly. At least they knew anyone approaching would do so from this side. Finally, as antipeak approached, Jackal noticed two figures making their way down the street that called stark attention to themselves over the beggars, thugs, and few fiends who made their way by him earlier. </p><p></p><p>One of them was a bauriaur, and he was definitely the guy they were looking for. This bauriaur stood out even in the depravity of the Hive, his body fur all shaven off, his skin tattooed with various symbols from his head down to his hooves. He carried a very large and very long backpack, and he carried an ogre sized great axe, covered with symbols as thickly as his own skin. It was effeminately the guy they were looking for, Delita.</p><p></p><p>Beside him walked a goblin, even smaller than most, his feet plodding along beside Delita quickly as they silently walked. He wore simple rags and carried nothing much himself, but he also had tattoos on his body and some kind of amulet or medallion hanging from his neck.</p><p></p><p>As soon as they entered the graveyard and began to head toward the middle mausoleum, it was time to make their move. Notifying the others and waking Grum, they headed out of the abandoned building and across the street into the graveyard, stopping just outside of the stone structure.</p><p></p><p>Malbi pulled out his Staff of Frost, pointing it toward the door, ready to spring his trap. The others backed away from the door, Jackal standing beside it and pushed it open quickly ducking back. As soon as the doorway was open, Malbi called out the command word, activating the staff, and a blast of cold erupted from the staff, freezing the moisture in the air as it filled the room in front of him.</p><p></p><p>As soon as he did that, the others sprung into action, rushing into the room in ambush, but it appeared their attack wasn’t so anticipated as the enemy was hiding behind caskets. What had given them away? That would have to wait until later. Now, they had to fight.</p><p></p><p>Delita wasn’t looking to go down easily, however. He stood, showing a full suit of plate barding and demonic metal braces over his horns. “Come forth!” He called out. Nothing happened. He looked around from casket to casket in a frenzy.</p><p></p><p>“They aren’t coming.” Jackal smiled at him.</p><p></p><p>Growling, Delita bellowed out “Fools! I will teach you your place!” Turning from Jackal and gazing down at Stock, who was in the front and closest to him, and leapt over the casket he had been hiding behind previously, dropping his axe upon him, the axe head bursting into black flames as it came down on the bugbear. Stock screamed out in pain as the dark blade cut into his flesh, the wound smoking for a few seconds after it had passed through.</p><p></p><p>Jackal had his crossbow ready and fired a shot at the bauriaur which bounced off of his armor, and Stock swung his double axe, one end flaming and one end cold as ice, as quickly as he could, several hits striking true on the enemy. The bauriaur grimaced against the pain of the blows, but none were fatal. The two combatants faced off against each other.</p><p></p><p>The goblin was also hiding behind a sarcophagus and peeked above the top as the others fought. Pointing, he shot out two rays of fire from his fingertips straight at Grum, striking him and burning his leg and arm. Turning, Grum moved toward the goblin, axe in hand.</p><p></p><p>Malbi peered into the room in order to aid with his magic. He noted Grum facing off against the goblin, not a very fair fight, he thought, and decided to focus on the crazed bauriaur with the axe as big as himself. Letting fly two rays of fire from his own fingertips, he tried to hit Delita without striking the others, but missed completely.</p><p></p><p>Jackal decided the crossbows weren’t going to cut it for this fight, so he pulled out his two short swords, electricity buzzing from one of them, and began to work his way around to the other side of the room to strike from behind.</p><p></p><p>As Jackal slunk around the room, Delita took another swing at Stock, this time crushing his left shoulder in and slamming his axe head into his leg so hard that it almost knocked him off of his feet with pain. Stock wasn’t just taking it, however, and cut deep into Delita’s goat side with one of his swings. Malbi thought that at this rate, they would both kill each other and moved into the room to better direct his spells.</p><p></p><p>Grum squeezed into the back of the room, and the goblin looked straight up at him, baring his teeth. If nothing, Grum could say the little guy had guts. The goblin cast some kind of spell, and Grum felt like something was trying to keep his mind from working. Concentrating, he threw off the mental attack, and continued bearing down on the goblin, who now didn’t look so confident.</p><p></p><p>Jackal made it around and sliced into Delita’s flank, striking him unprepared. The cut was deep, and one of his rear legs spasmed at the cut. Delita growled back and lowered his axe for a long swing back at Jackal. Stock, one shoulder barely moving and a deep cut in his side, took this opportunity to limp back to try and regain his bearings, moving to stand between Malbi and Delita.</p><p></p><p>While that was going on, Grum had squeezed his way in to the corner where the goblin was situated and swung his axe down at the small creature, who was cleaved almost in two and flew across the room, his body splattering on the black alter, blood oozing down its surface and into a pool below. Grum turned back, saw that Stock was injured, and began to squeeze his way back to help his comrade.</p><p></p><p>The fight between Delita and Jackal was heating up as Malbi let loose the same spell again, this time burning into Delita’s legs, causing him to limp to the side as he swung his axe at Jackal, the flames on the greataxe flaring up more than before and burning deeply into his chest as the axe ripped through his armor, Jackal staggering back. But they could see that Delita was almost to his breaking point as well.</p><p></p><p>Grum chanted to himself and touched his hand on Stock’s shoulder, the bone knitting itself as his hand lay there and the pain going away. Stock hefted his double axe again, swinging his arm a bit, and moved carefully back into combat with the bauriaur, engaging him once again. With Delita surrounded, Jackal took advantage of his newly distracted state and with two quick stabs cut through an artery in his neck, blood spraying out as his heart pumped his blood onto the floor in front of him. Delita slumped to the ground dead.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ThirdWizard, post: 3013922, member: 12037"] [i]"I know what I’m doing… mostly"[/i] -Malbi, opening a planar breach [b]Session 7/8/06 - In Search Of (continued)[/b] The small room already smelled of mold and wet hair when they arrived, and all four of them sitting in the cramped space didn’t make it any more pleasant. Grum dozed in a corner, having fallen asleep after his shift on watch. Stock and Malbi sat in silence, wondering if this was all for naught. Jackal was by the window, keeping lookout on the graveyard across the street, watching for anyone coming near the mausoleum where they had fought the mummies. As it got dark, it became harder to see across the street, his gem of darkvision barely making it to the first few grave stones arranged haphazardly. At least they knew anyone approaching would do so from this side. Finally, as antipeak approached, Jackal noticed two figures making their way down the street that called stark attention to themselves over the beggars, thugs, and few fiends who made their way by him earlier. One of them was a bauriaur, and he was definitely the guy they were looking for. This bauriaur stood out even in the depravity of the Hive, his body fur all shaven off, his skin tattooed with various symbols from his head down to his hooves. He carried a very large and very long backpack, and he carried an ogre sized great axe, covered with symbols as thickly as his own skin. It was effeminately the guy they were looking for, Delita. Beside him walked a goblin, even smaller than most, his feet plodding along beside Delita quickly as they silently walked. He wore simple rags and carried nothing much himself, but he also had tattoos on his body and some kind of amulet or medallion hanging from his neck. As soon as they entered the graveyard and began to head toward the middle mausoleum, it was time to make their move. Notifying the others and waking Grum, they headed out of the abandoned building and across the street into the graveyard, stopping just outside of the stone structure. Malbi pulled out his Staff of Frost, pointing it toward the door, ready to spring his trap. The others backed away from the door, Jackal standing beside it and pushed it open quickly ducking back. As soon as the doorway was open, Malbi called out the command word, activating the staff, and a blast of cold erupted from the staff, freezing the moisture in the air as it filled the room in front of him. As soon as he did that, the others sprung into action, rushing into the room in ambush, but it appeared their attack wasn’t so anticipated as the enemy was hiding behind caskets. What had given them away? That would have to wait until later. Now, they had to fight. Delita wasn’t looking to go down easily, however. He stood, showing a full suit of plate barding and demonic metal braces over his horns. “Come forth!” He called out. Nothing happened. He looked around from casket to casket in a frenzy. “They aren’t coming.” Jackal smiled at him. Growling, Delita bellowed out “Fools! I will teach you your place!” Turning from Jackal and gazing down at Stock, who was in the front and closest to him, and leapt over the casket he had been hiding behind previously, dropping his axe upon him, the axe head bursting into black flames as it came down on the bugbear. Stock screamed out in pain as the dark blade cut into his flesh, the wound smoking for a few seconds after it had passed through. Jackal had his crossbow ready and fired a shot at the bauriaur which bounced off of his armor, and Stock swung his double axe, one end flaming and one end cold as ice, as quickly as he could, several hits striking true on the enemy. The bauriaur grimaced against the pain of the blows, but none were fatal. The two combatants faced off against each other. The goblin was also hiding behind a sarcophagus and peeked above the top as the others fought. Pointing, he shot out two rays of fire from his fingertips straight at Grum, striking him and burning his leg and arm. Turning, Grum moved toward the goblin, axe in hand. Malbi peered into the room in order to aid with his magic. He noted Grum facing off against the goblin, not a very fair fight, he thought, and decided to focus on the crazed bauriaur with the axe as big as himself. Letting fly two rays of fire from his own fingertips, he tried to hit Delita without striking the others, but missed completely. Jackal decided the crossbows weren’t going to cut it for this fight, so he pulled out his two short swords, electricity buzzing from one of them, and began to work his way around to the other side of the room to strike from behind. As Jackal slunk around the room, Delita took another swing at Stock, this time crushing his left shoulder in and slamming his axe head into his leg so hard that it almost knocked him off of his feet with pain. Stock wasn’t just taking it, however, and cut deep into Delita’s goat side with one of his swings. Malbi thought that at this rate, they would both kill each other and moved into the room to better direct his spells. Grum squeezed into the back of the room, and the goblin looked straight up at him, baring his teeth. If nothing, Grum could say the little guy had guts. The goblin cast some kind of spell, and Grum felt like something was trying to keep his mind from working. Concentrating, he threw off the mental attack, and continued bearing down on the goblin, who now didn’t look so confident. Jackal made it around and sliced into Delita’s flank, striking him unprepared. The cut was deep, and one of his rear legs spasmed at the cut. Delita growled back and lowered his axe for a long swing back at Jackal. Stock, one shoulder barely moving and a deep cut in his side, took this opportunity to limp back to try and regain his bearings, moving to stand between Malbi and Delita. While that was going on, Grum had squeezed his way in to the corner where the goblin was situated and swung his axe down at the small creature, who was cleaved almost in two and flew across the room, his body splattering on the black alter, blood oozing down its surface and into a pool below. Grum turned back, saw that Stock was injured, and began to squeeze his way back to help his comrade. The fight between Delita and Jackal was heating up as Malbi let loose the same spell again, this time burning into Delita’s legs, causing him to limp to the side as he swung his axe at Jackal, the flames on the greataxe flaring up more than before and burning deeply into his chest as the axe ripped through his armor, Jackal staggering back. But they could see that Delita was almost to his breaking point as well. Grum chanted to himself and touched his hand on Stock’s shoulder, the bone knitting itself as his hand lay there and the pain going away. Stock hefted his double axe again, swinging his arm a bit, and moved carefully back into combat with the bauriaur, engaging him once again. With Delita surrounded, Jackal took advantage of his newly distracted state and with two quick stabs cut through an artery in his neck, blood spraying out as his heart pumped his blood onto the floor in front of him. Delita slumped to the ground dead. [/QUOTE]
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