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<blockquote data-quote="drnuncheon" data-source="post: 756667" data-attributes="member: 96">Session Twenty-Two, Part Three: Temple Battle (Part Two)Di'Fier rolled desperately to the side, but the chieftain's spear bit into his flesh, tracing lines of fire along his veins.&nbsp; Only the intervention of his flaming sphere allowed him the chance to stagger to his feet before the spearblade slid deep into his thigh.Gritting his teeth, the mage unleashed the last of his magic missiles, rocking the older warrior back on his heels.&nbsp; Before the glow of the arcane bolts had faded, Di'Fier was limping away to find cover under the stairs.Dru looked up from the corpse of the wormface she had dropped, seeing the trail of blood her partner was leaving.&nbsp; &quot;Di'Fier's hurt bad!&quot; she cried.&nbsp; &quot;Shesara-&quot;Her words were cut off by the chieftain's spear as its tip opened a gash down her arm.&nbsp; Dru felt dizzy as the blood ran out of her.&nbsp; She shook her head to clear it, stumbling back a step and pulling one of her precious few healing potions.&nbsp; She saw Benares leap to cover her, ignoring the wound he received from his opponent in the process, distracting the chief with a spinning flurry of attacks from his staff.&nbsp; The cannibal blocked them easily with the shaft of his spear, and with a grunt of contempt, hooked his opponent's leg from under him sending him crashing to the ground, then drove the spearblade deep into his shoulder as Benares tried to stand.From behind her, there came an explosion of vivid light.&nbsp; If Di'Fier's using color spray then he's almost out of spells... she thought, her blade lashing out at the chieftain to distract him from the fallen Benares.&nbsp; She looked to Shesara, fighting defensively and slowly falling back under the press of bodies. We've got to end this, fast.With her distraction, Benares was able to roll to his feet, and he shared an almost imperceptible nod with the elven warrior. The air seemed to moan as his staff parted it, impacting the chieftain's spear with enough force to numb the cannibal's hands.&nbsp; He reversed, forcing the chieftain onto the defensive......and back into Dru's waiting blade.It emerged through his stomach, withdrew.&nbsp; Through his ribcage, in a&nbsp; gout of blood that sprayed Benares in gore.&nbsp; And through his throat, slid between the vertebrae.&nbsp; The chieftain collapsed like an abandoned puppet, and the remaining cannibals wavered.Dru raised her bloodied blade...and charged.<img src="http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> Di'Fier slowly flexed his bandaged leg.&nbsp; &quot;It feels almost all right,&quot; he said.&quot;...but the healing magic should have fixed it all the way,&quot; Benares finished for him.&nbsp; &quot;There is something fouler at work here.&nbsp; Only Shesara was spared, since she was not wounded by the chieftain.&quot;&quot;I think we'd better return to Mantru to rest, before we explore the rest of this temple,&quot; the mage said, and found only agreement in the eyes of his companions.&nbsp; Leaving the bodies behind, they returned to their stolen canoe.At the village docks, the people of Mantru awaited them with spears.&nbsp; One splashed into the water only feet from the boat, and Dru growled. Benares lifted a hand to calm her, and listened to their shouts.&nbsp; &quot;They are angry that we have violated the taboo of the island,&quot; he reported.&nbsp; &quot;We may not return to Mantru.&quot;&quot;They're not that different from the people in Freeport,&quot; Dru scowled. &quot;They never appreciate when you do a good turn for them.&quot;&quot;We'll need to find someplace else to land and rest,&quot; said Di'Fier, paddling clumsily. &quot;Maybe we can find a cove or something along the shore.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="drnuncheon, post: 756667, member: 96"] [b]Session Twenty-Two, Part Three: Temple Battle (Part Two)[/b] Di'Fier rolled desperately to the side, but the chieftain's spear bit into his flesh, tracing lines of fire along his veins. Only the intervention of his [i]flaming sphere[/i] allowed him the chance to stagger to his feet before the spearblade slid deep into his thigh. Gritting his teeth, the mage unleashed the last of his [i]magic missiles[/i], rocking the older warrior back on his heels. Before the glow of the arcane bolts had faded, Di'Fier was limping away to find cover under the stairs. Dru looked up from the corpse of the wormface she had dropped, seeing the trail of blood her partner was leaving. "Di'Fier's hurt bad!" she cried. "Shesara-" Her words were cut off by the chieftain's spear as its tip opened a gash down her arm. Dru felt dizzy as the blood ran out of her. She shook her head to clear it, stumbling back a step and pulling one of her precious few healing potions. She saw Benares leap to cover her, ignoring the wound he received from his opponent in the process, distracting the chief with a spinning flurry of attacks from his staff. The cannibal blocked them easily with the shaft of his spear, and with a grunt of contempt, hooked his opponent's leg from under him sending him crashing to the ground, then drove the spearblade deep into his shoulder as Benares tried to stand. From behind her, there came an explosion of vivid light. [i]If Di'Fier's using [/i]color spray[i] then he's almost out of spells...[/i] she thought, her blade lashing out at the chieftain to distract him from the fallen Benares. She looked to Shesara, fighting defensively and slowly falling back under the press of bodies. [i]We've got to end this, [/i]fast. With her distraction, Benares was able to roll to his feet, and he shared an almost imperceptible nod with the elven warrior. The air seemed to moan as his staff parted it, impacting the chieftain's spear with enough force to numb the cannibal's hands. He reversed, forcing the chieftain onto the defensive... ...and back into Dru's waiting blade. It emerged through his stomach, withdrew. Through his ribcage, in a gout of blood that sprayed Benares in gore. And through his throat, slid between the vertebrae. The chieftain collapsed like an abandoned puppet, and the remaining cannibals wavered. Dru raised her bloodied blade...and charged. [img]http://www.io.com/~jeffj/b2sep.gif[/img] Di'Fier slowly flexed his bandaged leg. "It feels almost all right," he said. "...but the healing magic should have fixed it all the way," Benares finished for him. "There is something fouler at work here. Only Shesara was spared, since she was not wounded by the chieftain." "I think we'd better return to Mantru to rest, before we explore the rest of this temple," the mage said, and found only agreement in the eyes of his companions. Leaving the bodies behind, they returned to their stolen canoe. At the village docks, the people of Mantru awaited them with spears. One splashed into the water only feet from the boat, and Dru growled. Benares lifted a hand to calm her, and listened to their shouts. "They are angry that we have violated the taboo of the island," he reported. "We may not return to Mantru." "They're not that different from the people in Freeport," Dru scowled. "They never appreciate when you do a good turn for them." "We'll need to find someplace else to land and rest," said Di'Fier, paddling clumsily. "Maybe we can find a cove or something along the shore." [/QUOTE]

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