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<blockquote data-quote="the Jester" data-source="post: 3903270" data-attributes="member: 1210"><p>Tiamat, Queen of Evil Dragons, Glaisig’s “distraction” sent to aid our heroes, launches a full attack at the Judge of Worlds. The multi-headed dragon tears into the hapless Arrow of Law with unbelievable force, and metal goes flying and pieces of the Judge are rent apart. Then a quickened, maximized <em>flame strike</em> blasts the Judge as well.</p><p></p><p>Lester whoops. Orbius casts a <em>time stop,</em> using a <em>metamagic rod</em> to maximize it, and those of our heroes who still have the spell stowaway statuettes that the faux Marius gave them join the Eye. Quickly, they throw chaotic items, anarchic water and whatever else they can think of into the Pool of Law. JJ begins defiling it with the phallus of Na’Rat material that Froth crafted for him. Though it is distasteful, our heroes realize that it may just be necessary.</p><p></p><p>Orbius casts a <em>wall of stone</em> around two of the chronal repeaters, and our heroes all move into optimum attack position and make ready to strike as soon as time restarts. None of them move near Inoke. </p><p></p><p>With a blur, time resumes, and our heroes strike with amazing force. Gerontius finally lands a blow on Prayzose, and Thrush hits twice; but both of them are disgruntled at the difficulty in landing a blow. The God-Emperor of Forinthia is still off his guard, fortunately.</p><p></p><p><em>Nobody hop on this one!</em> Orbius calls over the secure telepathic link, and he <em>time stops</em> again. This time he puts up several <em>forcecages</em> to try to hedge in the other repeaters, followed by a strategically-positioned <em>prismatic wall</em>. Finally, he casts a <em>wish</em> to attempt to place whatever sort of <em>disjunction buffer</em> the Arrows used to ward the walls, but it fails. Clearly, the buffer spell must be of the ninth valence- or even transvalent.*</p><p></p><p>Alcar leaps forward at the Judge of Worlds and, flanking with Tiamat, begins smashing at the Arrow. It unsettles him to work with the Chromatic Dragon, and it certainly is nothing like what he expected, but he is more than willing to take advantage of her presence. <em>But at battle’s end, you’re next,</em> the angel tells himself. <em>Smash! Smash! Smash!</em> Over and over again, Alcar slams his mace into the Judge, until finally the Arrow is felled! Then the Angel of Kickass whirls and flies at Prayzose.</p><p></p><p>Lester, meanwhile, turns to Inoke. “You just stay there!” he cries, and erects a <em>wall of stone</em> to cut his former friend off. He catches a glimpse of JJ fornicating with the Pool of Law. The Pool does not seem to appreciate the attentions of the demislaad; it is hissing and smoking, bubbling and churning. Weird colors and strange protrusions are starting to form in the water. JJ whoops. </p><p></p><p>“I don’t want to fight you!” Inoke cries, and bludgeons the <em>wall of stone</em> to pieces in a few quick blow. “I’m not going to fight you guys, but I see Tiamat, and <em>I’m taking her down!</em>”</p><p></p><p>Chakar springs in and attempts to grapple Prayzose, but the God-Emperor shrugs him off. But finally, both Prayzose and Marius are beginning to react to our heroes’ furious assault. In the blink of an eye, Marius casts a spell that Orbius, to his shock, realizes is some kind of epic variant of <em>time stop</em>- one from which Marius can blast his enemies! With a fierce grin, the chronomancer casts <em>invisibility purge</em> to eliminate some of the party’s advantages; then he hits Thrush with a <em>polar ray</em>, followed by a <em>puncture</em>. Two empowered <em>horrid wiltings</em> devastate the entire group. As he emerges from the <em>Marius’ improved time stop</em>, he fires off a quickened <em>prismatic spray, disintegrate</em> and <em>lightning bolt</em> trifecta, blasting at Thrush and JJ.</p><p></p><p>Fortune is on JJ’s side. His spell resistance, though pitifully weak compared to the power of Marius, holds against <em>everything.</em> </p><p></p><p>The entire party is wracked by the <em>horrid wiltings,</em> and Orbius grimaces and replies with a quickened <em>puncture</em> of his own. Marius <em>sidesteps</em> out of harms way- only to be caught in null time due to the <em>greater anticipate teleports</em> running on several of the combatants!</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, the chronal repeaters, attack swarms and missile fire all continue to complicate matters for our heroes. Blaze tries to destroy the swarm with a <em>cone of cold,</em> but he only succeeds in damaging it. Despite his amazing powers, he feels profoundly out of his depth here. <em>Wankerman, what have you gotten me into?</em> he wonders. Then he laughs out loud. Who cares? It’s fun! Besides, even if he dies- even if the entire party’s efforts go down in failure- his name will live on forever after this, either in fame or in infamy.</p><p></p><p>Chakar keeps swatting at Prayzose, searching for a hold, but it’s clear to him that the God-Emperor has <em>freedom of movement</em> in play. So the dwarven monk changes tactics, and manages to snatch one of Prayzose’s rings off. He still can’t get a grip, though. “We don’t want to destroy you,” he cries. “Don’t fight us!” </p><p></p><p>“I said the same thing to you,” Prayzose replies, surprisingly gently. “It’s too late for that. And you have summoned both Graz’zt and Tiamat to Cydra in order to oppose us! What destructive forces you have unleashed.” He shakes his head sadly. “No. The time for talk is over.”</p><p></p><p>The swarm continues to distract and attack the party. Lester snarls angrily and casts a shaped <em>fireball</em>, damaging it further- but still not destroying it! Sybele, meanwhile, blasts Prayzose with a massive <em>crystal shard.</em> When it proves effective, she does it again! Alcar, meanwhile, throws himself against the God-Emperor as well and manages to land a few blows. “Surrender!” the angel cries. “Don’t make us kill you!”</p><p></p><p>“No,” Prayzose answers. In an instant, a <em>burning ray</em> flashes out, blazing through both Alcar and Tiamat. “You have crossed a line that I cannot allow you to cross unanswered. You have gone too far. I will not allow this trespass to stand.” He begins weaving immensely powerful magic, and a <em>gate</em> to Heaven opens.</p><p></p><p>“Oh crap,” Blaze mutters. He casts <em>shield</em> and <em>displacement.</em></p><p></p><p>Light brighter than anything our heroes have ever seen before explodes through the <em>gate.</em></p><p></p><p>“MY LORD!!” cries Prayzose. “YOU ARE NEEDED ON CYDRA!!! THE FORCES OF CHAOS SUMMON GODS OF EVIL TO OPPOSE YOUR DESCENDANT!!!”</p><p></p><p>A being of blazing light, so bright that the sun itself seems to be a dark smudge in the sky, steps forth from the <em>gate</em>.</p><p></p><p>Galador has arrived. </p><p></p><p>JJ’s eyes boil from their sockets at the sight. The others manage to squeeze their eyes shut in time. Even blinded, though, the demislaad manages to catch the attack swarm with an <em>energy wave</em> that finally destroys it. </p><p></p><p>The incandescent form of Galador gestures negligently at Graz’zt, and a blast of solar power explodes out and nearly blasts the demon lord from existence.** Then, another wave of his hand almost completely heals Prayzose. </p><p></p><p>“Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap!” Graz’zt strikes, attacking with his wavy-bladed sword. His blows fall on armor composed of sunlight so bright that it turns his acrid blade back. </p><p></p><p>YOU ARE A BLASPHEMY. The words ring with the power to shape reality. They echo, loud and clear, for miles. They encompass both Graz’zt and Tiamat. YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS TRANSGRESSION. HOW DARE YOU TRESPASS HERE, NOW? </p><p></p><p>Inoke, meanwhile, has moved to engage Tiamat. The Queen of Evil Dragons snaps at him from her many mouths; she breathes fire, acid, cold, lightning, toxic gas at him. He growls and <em>expands</em> to a height of 25’, swinging his mace against her with deadly effect. Her tail stinger whips forward, but he parries it. He strikes her white head with his mace with telling force, and she shakes that head. It is momentarily stunned- but not so the rest of her! Her black head spits another stream of acid at him, while the red head bites down into his right arm! Inoke grimaces and slams his fist into her eye, freeing his hand, and batters at her again, bloodying the red head’s nose. The two of them glare at each other. </p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, the party rushes Prayzose, striking with all their might. Gerontius, flanking, finds it easier to hit the God-Emperor since Chakar’s clever stripping of his ring. He lands several blows. Thrush roars, “I’m sorry, Emperor- it’s time to make way for your replacement!!” He lands blow after blow, staggering Prayzose, and Alcar rushes in on the other side. Blow after blow lands, and finally, Prayzose staggers- and falls! Our heroes cheer! Alcar attempts a <em>soul bind</em> on Prayzose, to no avail. </p><p></p><p>“This is a short term solution, but it might help!” Baron Lillamere cries. He <em>disintegrates</em> Prayzose’s remains. </p><p></p><p>“That’s not really going to slow Galador down, I don’t think!” cries Chakar. For once, he does not sound entirely calm and composed. His blows and attempts to grapple Galador simply slide off his like water off of a duck. </p><p></p><p>“Maybe this will!” Lillamere invokes a <em>crushing fist of spite.</em> It hammers down, smashing Galador- and, somehow, penetrating his spell resistance. Mabrack unleashes yet another <em>Mordenkainen’s disjunction</em>, this one at the god that the party is facing. </p><p></p><p>“I don’t know if that will help, but it can’t hurt!” the storm giant wizard cries hopefully. </p><p></p><p>The party pours it on, but they do not even seem to be hurting Galador at all. <em>Uh oh,</em> thinks Lester, <em>we may have finally bitten off more than we can chew!</em> His eyes widen as he sees Tiamat <em>plane shift</em> away from Inoke. The big warrior turns to face our heroes. A profound look of regret is on his face. </p><p></p><p>“I don’t want to fight you!” he cries.</p><p></p><p>“You should have thought about that before!” shouts Thrush. </p><p></p><p>Galador draws forth a mace. Graz’zt bares his fangs and strikes up a guard position, but Galador’s divine blast has already taken much of the wind out of his sails. A single blow snaps the demon prince’s neck, and the black-skinned form collapses. Quickly, it boils away into a greasy smear, which in turn catches fire and burns to nothing in the blazing light of Galador. </p><p></p><p>“Uh oh,” JJ says, quickly scooping up as much of Prayzose’s gear as he can. “Uh, I don’t know if-“</p><p></p><p>Galador strikes again. Lillamere is crushed in a single mighty blow, collapsing in a bloody pile on the ground. Then he cleaves onto Gerontius, nearly taking the rogue out too! “Please stop!” cries the rogue, bluffing and striking, bluffing and striking. He manages to land several blows. <em>I can’t believe I just stabbed Galador,</em> he thinks in wonder.</p><p></p><p>“All right, it’s time!” Alcar cries. He spreads his arms wide and casts a <em>gate</em> of his own. “BLESS, MY GOD! WHATEVER YOU CAN DO, NOW IS THE TIME!!”</p><p></p><p>From the <em>gate,</em> another figure emerges, silhouetted in the refulgent brilliance. He strides tall and grim. In his right hand he bears a sword so black that even the illumination of Galador cannot light it up. Strapped to his left arm is a shield of equal blackness.</p><p></p><p>“Galador, I am Vandreu,” the newcomer calls. “Your time is at an end. I am here to finish you.” He does not shout; his voice does not thunder, as Galador’s does. Yet it is as grave, and it carries as well, and as clearly. It is clear that he can see without difficulty, even in the light of Galador’s own radiance. </p><p></p><p>The two gods move together. There is an explosion of divine power, of light and energy, unequaled by anything that our heroes have ever seen. </p><p></p><p>Inoke rushes forward. </p><p></p><p>“Inoke, no!” cries Gerontius.</p><p></p><p>Ignoring his old friend, the warmind smashes his mace at Vandreu. But the mighty deity raises his black shield, catching the blow, and Inoke’s mace explodes with brutal force. The bones in his arms shiver and nearly shatter. He screams in pain and falls back on the ground.</p><p></p><p>“This is not your fight,” Vandreu tells him. “Not anymore.” With that, he swings his blade at Galador. The God of Forinthia, the Lord, the Light, steps away and fires a blast of staggering divine power at Vandreu. He takes the blazing beam square in the chest and thrusts forward again. Galador’s armor of light shivers as the black blade hits it, and the light seems, impossibly, to increase for a second as it shatters under the power of the blade.</p><p></p><p>Vandreu’s voice echoes through all of our heroes’ heads. <em>You should leave. This situation is about to become... explosive.</em></p><p></p><p><em>What about Marius?</em> Orbius cries over the party’s telepathic link. <em>We have to stay for just another few seconds and get him, or he’ll bring Prayzose back, and then we’re right back where we started!</em> </p><p></p><p>Galador swings his mace, but jerks it back rather than letting it strike the black shield. His armor springs instantly back into existence, and he vanishes, reappearing some distance away, resplendent in his glory, and blasts out at Vandreu with another divine blast. The rubble of the Bastion of Law is seared by solar heat. Several of our heroes cry out as they are caught in the edge of the blast.</p><p></p><p>Inoke, meanwhile, struggles back to his feet and psionically heals himself as best he can. Then, realizing that he has no weapon to fight with, and glancing around at the situation, he gives a small sigh of despair and activates his <em>boots of teleportation,</em> vanishing into the null time displacement of the <em>greater anticipate teleports</em> running throughout the area.</p><p></p><p>YOU ARE A FOOL, VANDREU. YOU CANNOT STAND AGAINST THE SUN. YOU CANNOT OPPOSE THE MIGHTIEST OF ALL.</p><p></p><p>“I can,” Vandreu says, instantly appearing next to Galador and landing a mighty blow on him with the black sword. </p><p></p><p>Marius reappears! Thanks to the <em>greater anticipate teleport,</em> our heroes know exactly where he will appear and when. Then are clustered around. Before the chronomancer has a chance to react, Chakar grabs him by the throat. Mabrack and Sybele both begin pounding the chronomancer. Having already used his instantaneous escape from his <em>sidestep,</em> Marius has no way to escape. Before he can even act, our heroes have cut him to ribbons and slain him.</p><p></p><p>Lester thinks, <em>The last of the Arrows is down, and the Pool of Law is thoroughly defiled. Let’s get the hell out of here!</em></p><p></p><p><em>I have Marius’ body,</em> Chakar affirms.</p><p></p><p>Blazing energy and explosive blows rain all over the battlefield as the gods clash. They are humungous, 50’ high each. Galador keeps teleporting away to fire divine blasts, and Vandreu keeps teleporting next to him to strike in melee. The energies being unleashed are unbelievable, searing our heroes even as they stay out of the direct conflict. </p><p></p><p><em>Let’s go!</em> Orbius, JJ and Mabrack all cast <em>plane shift,</em> and our heroes make their escape.</p><p></p><p>Triumphant.</p><p></p><p>To all appearances, it would seem that Chaos has won.</p><p></p><p></p><p>*<em>Disjunction buffer</em> is a 9th level spell.</p><p></p><p>**Can I offer you 400 points of damage with that?</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="the Jester, post: 3903270, member: 1210"] Tiamat, Queen of Evil Dragons, Glaisig’s “distraction” sent to aid our heroes, launches a full attack at the Judge of Worlds. The multi-headed dragon tears into the hapless Arrow of Law with unbelievable force, and metal goes flying and pieces of the Judge are rent apart. Then a quickened, maximized [i]flame strike[/i] blasts the Judge as well. Lester whoops. Orbius casts a [i]time stop,[/i] using a [i]metamagic rod[/i] to maximize it, and those of our heroes who still have the spell stowaway statuettes that the faux Marius gave them join the Eye. Quickly, they throw chaotic items, anarchic water and whatever else they can think of into the Pool of Law. JJ begins defiling it with the phallus of Na’Rat material that Froth crafted for him. Though it is distasteful, our heroes realize that it may just be necessary. Orbius casts a [i]wall of stone[/i] around two of the chronal repeaters, and our heroes all move into optimum attack position and make ready to strike as soon as time restarts. None of them move near Inoke. With a blur, time resumes, and our heroes strike with amazing force. Gerontius finally lands a blow on Prayzose, and Thrush hits twice; but both of them are disgruntled at the difficulty in landing a blow. The God-Emperor of Forinthia is still off his guard, fortunately. [i]Nobody hop on this one![/i] Orbius calls over the secure telepathic link, and he [i]time stops[/i] again. This time he puts up several [i]forcecages[/i] to try to hedge in the other repeaters, followed by a strategically-positioned [i]prismatic wall[/i]. Finally, he casts a [i]wish[/i] to attempt to place whatever sort of [i]disjunction buffer[/i] the Arrows used to ward the walls, but it fails. Clearly, the buffer spell must be of the ninth valence- or even transvalent.* Alcar leaps forward at the Judge of Worlds and, flanking with Tiamat, begins smashing at the Arrow. It unsettles him to work with the Chromatic Dragon, and it certainly is nothing like what he expected, but he is more than willing to take advantage of her presence. [i]But at battle’s end, you’re next,[/i] the angel tells himself. [i]Smash! Smash! Smash![/i] Over and over again, Alcar slams his mace into the Judge, until finally the Arrow is felled! Then the Angel of Kickass whirls and flies at Prayzose. Lester, meanwhile, turns to Inoke. “You just stay there!” he cries, and erects a [i]wall of stone[/i] to cut his former friend off. He catches a glimpse of JJ fornicating with the Pool of Law. The Pool does not seem to appreciate the attentions of the demislaad; it is hissing and smoking, bubbling and churning. Weird colors and strange protrusions are starting to form in the water. JJ whoops. “I don’t want to fight you!” Inoke cries, and bludgeons the [i]wall of stone[/i] to pieces in a few quick blow. “I’m not going to fight you guys, but I see Tiamat, and [i]I’m taking her down![/i]” Chakar springs in and attempts to grapple Prayzose, but the God-Emperor shrugs him off. But finally, both Prayzose and Marius are beginning to react to our heroes’ furious assault. In the blink of an eye, Marius casts a spell that Orbius, to his shock, realizes is some kind of epic variant of [i]time stop[/i]- one from which Marius can blast his enemies! With a fierce grin, the chronomancer casts [i]invisibility purge[/i] to eliminate some of the party’s advantages; then he hits Thrush with a [i]polar ray[/i], followed by a [i]puncture[/i]. Two empowered [i]horrid wiltings[/i] devastate the entire group. As he emerges from the [i]Marius’ improved time stop[/i], he fires off a quickened [i]prismatic spray, disintegrate[/i] and [i]lightning bolt[/i] trifecta, blasting at Thrush and JJ. Fortune is on JJ’s side. His spell resistance, though pitifully weak compared to the power of Marius, holds against [i]everything.[/i] The entire party is wracked by the [i]horrid wiltings,[/i] and Orbius grimaces and replies with a quickened [i]puncture[/i] of his own. Marius [i]sidesteps[/i] out of harms way- only to be caught in null time due to the [i]greater anticipate teleports[/i] running on several of the combatants! Meanwhile, the chronal repeaters, attack swarms and missile fire all continue to complicate matters for our heroes. Blaze tries to destroy the swarm with a [i]cone of cold,[/i] but he only succeeds in damaging it. Despite his amazing powers, he feels profoundly out of his depth here. [i]Wankerman, what have you gotten me into?[/i] he wonders. Then he laughs out loud. Who cares? It’s fun! Besides, even if he dies- even if the entire party’s efforts go down in failure- his name will live on forever after this, either in fame or in infamy. Chakar keeps swatting at Prayzose, searching for a hold, but it’s clear to him that the God-Emperor has [i]freedom of movement[/i] in play. So the dwarven monk changes tactics, and manages to snatch one of Prayzose’s rings off. He still can’t get a grip, though. “We don’t want to destroy you,” he cries. “Don’t fight us!” “I said the same thing to you,” Prayzose replies, surprisingly gently. “It’s too late for that. And you have summoned both Graz’zt and Tiamat to Cydra in order to oppose us! What destructive forces you have unleashed.” He shakes his head sadly. “No. The time for talk is over.” The swarm continues to distract and attack the party. Lester snarls angrily and casts a shaped [i]fireball[/i], damaging it further- but still not destroying it! Sybele, meanwhile, blasts Prayzose with a massive [i]crystal shard.[/i] When it proves effective, she does it again! Alcar, meanwhile, throws himself against the God-Emperor as well and manages to land a few blows. “Surrender!” the angel cries. “Don’t make us kill you!” “No,” Prayzose answers. In an instant, a [i]burning ray[/i] flashes out, blazing through both Alcar and Tiamat. “You have crossed a line that I cannot allow you to cross unanswered. You have gone too far. I will not allow this trespass to stand.” He begins weaving immensely powerful magic, and a [i]gate[/i] to Heaven opens. “Oh crap,” Blaze mutters. He casts [i]shield[/i] and [i]displacement.[/i] Light brighter than anything our heroes have ever seen before explodes through the [i]gate.[/i] “MY LORD!!” cries Prayzose. “YOU ARE NEEDED ON CYDRA!!! THE FORCES OF CHAOS SUMMON GODS OF EVIL TO OPPOSE YOUR DESCENDANT!!!” A being of blazing light, so bright that the sun itself seems to be a dark smudge in the sky, steps forth from the [i]gate[/i]. Galador has arrived. JJ’s eyes boil from their sockets at the sight. The others manage to squeeze their eyes shut in time. Even blinded, though, the demislaad manages to catch the attack swarm with an [i]energy wave[/i] that finally destroys it. The incandescent form of Galador gestures negligently at Graz’zt, and a blast of solar power explodes out and nearly blasts the demon lord from existence.** Then, another wave of his hand almost completely heals Prayzose. “Oh crap oh crap oh crap oh crap!” Graz’zt strikes, attacking with his wavy-bladed sword. His blows fall on armor composed of sunlight so bright that it turns his acrid blade back. YOU ARE A BLASPHEMY. The words ring with the power to shape reality. They echo, loud and clear, for miles. They encompass both Graz’zt and Tiamat. YOU SHALL PAY FOR THIS TRANSGRESSION. HOW DARE YOU TRESPASS HERE, NOW? Inoke, meanwhile, has moved to engage Tiamat. The Queen of Evil Dragons snaps at him from her many mouths; she breathes fire, acid, cold, lightning, toxic gas at him. He growls and [i]expands[/i] to a height of 25’, swinging his mace against her with deadly effect. Her tail stinger whips forward, but he parries it. He strikes her white head with his mace with telling force, and she shakes that head. It is momentarily stunned- but not so the rest of her! Her black head spits another stream of acid at him, while the red head bites down into his right arm! Inoke grimaces and slams his fist into her eye, freeing his hand, and batters at her again, bloodying the red head’s nose. The two of them glare at each other. Meanwhile, the party rushes Prayzose, striking with all their might. Gerontius, flanking, finds it easier to hit the God-Emperor since Chakar’s clever stripping of his ring. He lands several blows. Thrush roars, “I’m sorry, Emperor- it’s time to make way for your replacement!!” He lands blow after blow, staggering Prayzose, and Alcar rushes in on the other side. Blow after blow lands, and finally, Prayzose staggers- and falls! Our heroes cheer! Alcar attempts a [i]soul bind[/i] on Prayzose, to no avail. “This is a short term solution, but it might help!” Baron Lillamere cries. He [i]disintegrates[/i] Prayzose’s remains. “That’s not really going to slow Galador down, I don’t think!” cries Chakar. For once, he does not sound entirely calm and composed. His blows and attempts to grapple Galador simply slide off his like water off of a duck. “Maybe this will!” Lillamere invokes a [i]crushing fist of spite.[/i] It hammers down, smashing Galador- and, somehow, penetrating his spell resistance. Mabrack unleashes yet another [i]Mordenkainen’s disjunction[/i], this one at the god that the party is facing. “I don’t know if that will help, but it can’t hurt!” the storm giant wizard cries hopefully. The party pours it on, but they do not even seem to be hurting Galador at all. [i]Uh oh,[/i] thinks Lester, [i]we may have finally bitten off more than we can chew![/i] His eyes widen as he sees Tiamat [i]plane shift[/i] away from Inoke. The big warrior turns to face our heroes. A profound look of regret is on his face. “I don’t want to fight you!” he cries. “You should have thought about that before!” shouts Thrush. Galador draws forth a mace. Graz’zt bares his fangs and strikes up a guard position, but Galador’s divine blast has already taken much of the wind out of his sails. A single blow snaps the demon prince’s neck, and the black-skinned form collapses. Quickly, it boils away into a greasy smear, which in turn catches fire and burns to nothing in the blazing light of Galador. “Uh oh,” JJ says, quickly scooping up as much of Prayzose’s gear as he can. “Uh, I don’t know if-“ Galador strikes again. Lillamere is crushed in a single mighty blow, collapsing in a bloody pile on the ground. Then he cleaves onto Gerontius, nearly taking the rogue out too! “Please stop!” cries the rogue, bluffing and striking, bluffing and striking. He manages to land several blows. [i]I can’t believe I just stabbed Galador,[/i] he thinks in wonder. “All right, it’s time!” Alcar cries. He spreads his arms wide and casts a [i]gate[/i] of his own. “BLESS, MY GOD! WHATEVER YOU CAN DO, NOW IS THE TIME!!” From the [i]gate,[/i] another figure emerges, silhouetted in the refulgent brilliance. He strides tall and grim. In his right hand he bears a sword so black that even the illumination of Galador cannot light it up. Strapped to his left arm is a shield of equal blackness. “Galador, I am Vandreu,” the newcomer calls. “Your time is at an end. I am here to finish you.” He does not shout; his voice does not thunder, as Galador’s does. Yet it is as grave, and it carries as well, and as clearly. It is clear that he can see without difficulty, even in the light of Galador’s own radiance. The two gods move together. There is an explosion of divine power, of light and energy, unequaled by anything that our heroes have ever seen. Inoke rushes forward. “Inoke, no!” cries Gerontius. Ignoring his old friend, the warmind smashes his mace at Vandreu. But the mighty deity raises his black shield, catching the blow, and Inoke’s mace explodes with brutal force. The bones in his arms shiver and nearly shatter. He screams in pain and falls back on the ground. “This is not your fight,” Vandreu tells him. “Not anymore.” With that, he swings his blade at Galador. The God of Forinthia, the Lord, the Light, steps away and fires a blast of staggering divine power at Vandreu. He takes the blazing beam square in the chest and thrusts forward again. Galador’s armor of light shivers as the black blade hits it, and the light seems, impossibly, to increase for a second as it shatters under the power of the blade. Vandreu’s voice echoes through all of our heroes’ heads. [i]You should leave. This situation is about to become... explosive.[/i] [i]What about Marius?[/i] Orbius cries over the party’s telepathic link. [i]We have to stay for just another few seconds and get him, or he’ll bring Prayzose back, and then we’re right back where we started![/i] Galador swings his mace, but jerks it back rather than letting it strike the black shield. His armor springs instantly back into existence, and he vanishes, reappearing some distance away, resplendent in his glory, and blasts out at Vandreu with another divine blast. The rubble of the Bastion of Law is seared by solar heat. Several of our heroes cry out as they are caught in the edge of the blast. Inoke, meanwhile, struggles back to his feet and psionically heals himself as best he can. Then, realizing that he has no weapon to fight with, and glancing around at the situation, he gives a small sigh of despair and activates his [i]boots of teleportation,[/i] vanishing into the null time displacement of the [i]greater anticipate teleports[/i] running throughout the area. YOU ARE A FOOL, VANDREU. YOU CANNOT STAND AGAINST THE SUN. YOU CANNOT OPPOSE THE MIGHTIEST OF ALL. “I can,” Vandreu says, instantly appearing next to Galador and landing a mighty blow on him with the black sword. Marius reappears! Thanks to the [i]greater anticipate teleport,[/i] our heroes know exactly where he will appear and when. Then are clustered around. Before the chronomancer has a chance to react, Chakar grabs him by the throat. Mabrack and Sybele both begin pounding the chronomancer. Having already used his instantaneous escape from his [i]sidestep,[/i] Marius has no way to escape. Before he can even act, our heroes have cut him to ribbons and slain him. Lester thinks, [i]The last of the Arrows is down, and the Pool of Law is thoroughly defiled. Let’s get the hell out of here![/i] [i]I have Marius’ body,[/i] Chakar affirms. Blazing energy and explosive blows rain all over the battlefield as the gods clash. They are humungous, 50’ high each. Galador keeps teleporting away to fire divine blasts, and Vandreu keeps teleporting next to him to strike in melee. The energies being unleashed are unbelievable, searing our heroes even as they stay out of the direct conflict. [i]Let’s go![/i] Orbius, JJ and Mabrack all cast [i]plane shift,[/i] and our heroes make their escape. Triumphant. To all appearances, it would seem that Chaos has won. *[i]Disjunction buffer[/i] is a 9th level spell. **Can I offer you 400 points of damage with that? [/QUOTE]
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