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<blockquote data-quote="ltclnlbrain" data-source="post: 1864037" data-attributes="member: 12882"><p><strong>Chapter 28</strong></p><p></p><p>Rhys stepped back in surprise as the four draconic githyanki materialized nearby. He parried one of the creature's strikes with his dragon-headed staff as he put his back against a nearby tree. He managed a glance off to his right, where the celestial griffons he had summoned were milling about, awaiting orders.</p><p></p><p>"Griffons of Torm! Take them out!" he called. The great winged beasts wasted no time, pouncing upon the gith warriors and savaging them with their leonine claws. The aasimar smiled in satisfaction as the griffons beat back the three warriors...wait, three? Where was the fourth one?</p><p></p><p>A noise behind Rhys alerted him to danger, and he whirled around to see the final githyanki warrior behind him, its silvery sword already angling in toward his midsection. The gith grinned in savage satisfaction, but the grin abruptly turned to a snarl and his eyes widened as the point of a rapier exploded through his chest. Rhys stepped back from the githyanki's now-futile swing as the warrior toppled over, revealing Grundar standing over his fallen form.</p><p></p><p>"Thanks," said Rhys. </p><p></p><p> Grundar smiled and shot him a brief salute. "Let's get those other three," the elf said, but he had to turn his head as a blast of freezing cold filled the woods. When the frost cleared, the celestial griffons were standing triumphantly over the frozen corpses of the other warriors.</p><p></p><p>"Already taken care of," Jelani said smugly, floating several feet off the ground.</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Rumar had untangled himself from the trees was making a beeline straight for the clearing. From his vantage point, he could see the source of the previous lightning bolt: a female githyanki clad in tight linen wrappings that didn't seem to be filling their primary purpose. Near her floated a large disk of force upon which rested two large chests and a scepter; the scepter of the ar-magus, the very scepter that Yarrick Zan had procured from the hoard of the Firebringer.</p><p></p><p>But the paladin's focus was on the vile beholder-mage. Unfortunately, it seemed that Orichalxos' focus was on Rumar as well. Three of the aberration's eyes angled upward and fired off green, red, and black rays respectively. The paladin grunted as the magic tore at his flesh and his soul. The beholder-mage altered the pitch of its spell-song, and several missiles of magic energy and a large lightning bolt shot forth at Rumar.</p><p></p><p>"We need to take it out!" Rumar called. "Now!"</p><p></p><p>Terenon surveyed the destruction he had wrought on the dragons and their riders with satisfaction. The battle continued to rage around him, but he didn't seem to take notice. However, once Rumar called out for aid, the mage calmly swiveled in the air and looked down into the clearing. He nodded, and the two slaad heads began chanting in unison. Terenon held both of his hands straight out, and the mage was nearly knocked back as twin lightning bolts shot out from his hands and straight at Orichalxos. </p><p></p><p>Surprised, the thing was caught by both bolts; its song abruptly became a screeching scream of pain as the energy coursed through its body. Its eye stalks began to melt and burst, and through its empty central eye, the adventurers could see arcs of electricity playing about the cavity. Smoke rose from its fried carcass as it slowly drifted to the ground and was still.</p><p></p><p>The githyanki woman spat something in her own tongue as she hustled over to the disk of force. She grabbed the scepter and began to concentrate, her form growing insubstantial. Then, she was gone.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ltclnlbrain, post: 1864037, member: 12882"] [b]Chapter 28[/b] Rhys stepped back in surprise as the four draconic githyanki materialized nearby. He parried one of the creature's strikes with his dragon-headed staff as he put his back against a nearby tree. He managed a glance off to his right, where the celestial griffons he had summoned were milling about, awaiting orders. "Griffons of Torm! Take them out!" he called. The great winged beasts wasted no time, pouncing upon the gith warriors and savaging them with their leonine claws. The aasimar smiled in satisfaction as the griffons beat back the three warriors...wait, three? Where was the fourth one? A noise behind Rhys alerted him to danger, and he whirled around to see the final githyanki warrior behind him, its silvery sword already angling in toward his midsection. The gith grinned in savage satisfaction, but the grin abruptly turned to a snarl and his eyes widened as the point of a rapier exploded through his chest. Rhys stepped back from the githyanki's now-futile swing as the warrior toppled over, revealing Grundar standing over his fallen form. "Thanks," said Rhys. Grundar smiled and shot him a brief salute. "Let's get those other three," the elf said, but he had to turn his head as a blast of freezing cold filled the woods. When the frost cleared, the celestial griffons were standing triumphantly over the frozen corpses of the other warriors. "Already taken care of," Jelani said smugly, floating several feet off the ground. Meanwhile, Rumar had untangled himself from the trees was making a beeline straight for the clearing. From his vantage point, he could see the source of the previous lightning bolt: a female githyanki clad in tight linen wrappings that didn't seem to be filling their primary purpose. Near her floated a large disk of force upon which rested two large chests and a scepter; the scepter of the ar-magus, the very scepter that Yarrick Zan had procured from the hoard of the Firebringer. But the paladin's focus was on the vile beholder-mage. Unfortunately, it seemed that Orichalxos' focus was on Rumar as well. Three of the aberration's eyes angled upward and fired off green, red, and black rays respectively. The paladin grunted as the magic tore at his flesh and his soul. The beholder-mage altered the pitch of its spell-song, and several missiles of magic energy and a large lightning bolt shot forth at Rumar. "We need to take it out!" Rumar called. "Now!" Terenon surveyed the destruction he had wrought on the dragons and their riders with satisfaction. The battle continued to rage around him, but he didn't seem to take notice. However, once Rumar called out for aid, the mage calmly swiveled in the air and looked down into the clearing. He nodded, and the two slaad heads began chanting in unison. Terenon held both of his hands straight out, and the mage was nearly knocked back as twin lightning bolts shot out from his hands and straight at Orichalxos. Surprised, the thing was caught by both bolts; its song abruptly became a screeching scream of pain as the energy coursed through its body. Its eye stalks began to melt and burst, and through its empty central eye, the adventurers could see arcs of electricity playing about the cavity. Smoke rose from its fried carcass as it slowly drifted to the ground and was still. The githyanki woman spat something in her own tongue as she hustled over to the disk of force. She grabbed the scepter and began to concentrate, her form growing insubstantial. Then, she was gone. [/QUOTE]
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