Upgrade your account to a Community Supporter account and remove most of the site ads.

Reply to thread

Message: <blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 1652150" data-attributes="member: 1210">The afternoon of 9/27/368 O.L.G.Even with Thrush effectively out of the fight the beetles are no match for our heroes.  Angelfire hacks left and right, assuming huge proportions in order to gain a substantial advantage in reach.  Londo darts in and swings his flail with consummate skill.  Sybele hangs back and fires a continuous stream of arrows.  Jezebel unleashes a series of deadly scorching rays.Horbin, before turning to unleash some righteous fury on the bugs, heals Thrush.  Then he, too, leaps in at the vermin.Afterwards, Thrush comments, “I need to do something about this.  Need to get some backup weapons.”“And your arm, of course,” adds Horbin.  “Which I can fix this evening.”*The group pretty much agrees, as time is not pressing, to return to the village of Angelfire and recover before resuming their quest.  They descend the mountain and return to the small community, who regard them as great heroes (as indeed they are).  Food, drink and lodging are free for our heroes here, but even so they tend to leave some coin behind them when they leave- especially Angelfire. She loves that the place is named after her!Horbin regenerates Thrush’s arm, and he sets out to get a few one-handed weapons.  “I couldn’t even use my bow,” he grumbles.***8 pm, 9/27/368 O.L.G.“What are we gonna do next?” asks Drelvin.“What do you mean?  We’re going to finish the Bile Lords, right?” asks Sybele.  Thrush nods nervously.“Meh,” says Drelvin.  “There are a lot of other things we could be doing.  Who are these Bile Lords anyway?  I only know them from you guys.  There’s a ruined city in my lands that I’d like to clean up.**  Also, I’d really like to find out more about that girl in the mists in the Tomb of Horrors.***  I feel bad about making the wrong choice.  If we can help her-““The Tomb of Horrors!” exclaims Sybele.  “Hell no!”Drelvin shrugs.  “I don’t blame you, after what happened to you in the Fortress of Conclusion.****  But that city...”“We can do that next,” says Sybele.  “I think the Bile Lords are a clear and present danger to us... they’ve tried to attack us before, and we’ve defeated two of them.  Now’s the time to strike again.”Drelvin shrugs again.***1 pm, 9/28/368 O.L.G.Back in Bile Mountain- sorry, Mt. Angelfire- our heroes continue their explorations.  They pass by the remains of the great juggernaut that caught several of their number against the wall of force so long ago- it makes Sybele reminisce about Alcar, the Angel of Food- and continue along, moving up the mountain.  “This place is nasty,” Drelvin comments.“It was much worse before,” Sybele says.  “Lots more bile, lots more monsters... there was a level of beholders, there were mind flayers on another level...”  She shudders.  “It was nasty.”*****“Tell me about it,” Thrush says in a low voice.  “I was trapped in here for years.  A decade, almost.  If it wasn’t for you, honey, I’d never have escaped!”  He smiles lovingly at Sybele.“Well, you did,” she answers, “and boy am I glad!”  They embrace and have an embarrassingly intimate moment while the others pretend not to notice, then the group continues on their way.They find themselves in a room whose floor is covered with slick wet mud.  A strange, elephant-shaped altar and a stone dresser seem to be the only features of the place.“Let’s check it out,” Horbin suggests, heading in. Angel and Thrush follow him; as always, Londo is just a pace behind Angelfire.As they move in, they suddenly become aware that the mud is moving.“Look out!” shouts Horbin, and our heroes stumble as the floor shifts beneath them.  In an instant, the mud has drawn itself up into humanoid form.  Thrush and Londo move forward, but as Londo closes with it the ooze creature slaps him away.  The awesome blow sends the blackguard flying, and he crashes into the stone dresser with skull-cracking force.They engage.Next Time: Our heroes fight Sluglub!  (What the hell is Sluglug?  He’s a 10th level warrior huge bile ooze paraelemental!)*Unlike most Galadorians, Horbin receives his spells at 5 pm each day.**Drelvin is a Baron in service to King Malford and Queen Moira.  His lands are mostly uninhabited, but he has a small group of peasants building his capitol.  The ruins of Ostraghan, a former major city situated on Lake Bellurnus, are near to it and are said to be infested with evil monsters of various sort.***Drelvin was presented with a confusing choice in the Tomb of Horrors.  There were two bags and a beautiful woman who spoke circuitously at best.  He touched one of the bags and the other bag and the woman both vanished.  (This occurs somewhere in To War Against Felenga.)****Drelvin refers, of course, to the most horrible trap ever: Desatysso’s Renewing Revenge.  Also in To War Against Felenga.*****Alcar (the Angel of Food) and the previous adventures of our heroes in Bile Mountain are recounted in the Agents of Chaos story hour thread.</blockquote>

Verification