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Message: <blockquote data-quote="nonamazing" data-source="post: 2001958" data-attributes="member: 12118">Meanwhile, in a underwater grotto hundreds of miles away......Miyris ir'Vol stared into her mirror and screamed in frustration.  "What is that thing?", she screeched, jabbing her finger at the mirror's surface. "It's an Uldra, mistress," the ghost at her shoulder calmly responded.  "Probably the one that was with the Dwarven scouts."  By the dim greenish glow her companion gave off, Miyris could just make out the damned explorers, beset on all sides by large winged creatures.  Near them, a tiny blue humanoid nimbly danced around the monsters, enthusiastically tossing handfuls of fire around. Miyris hissed.  "Wasn't the whole point of this attack to make sure they didn't contact any of the natives?  You brainless gasbag!  Couldn't you have gotten the gargoyles there faster?" "I'm sorry, mistress.  I informed our allies of what we needed--it seems they did not perform quite as well as expected." Miyris snorted and turned back to the scrying mirror.  The explorers--a band of rejects assembled by a blithering madman--had stolen everything from her.  They'd destroyed her ship, taken her soldiers prisoner, unknowingly hijacked the portal that was suppsed to be for her, and left her for dead.  But for a servant of Vol, sometimes death is only the beginning... "So now they have the Codex, they have a guide...do you understand what this means, ghost?  It means we've completely failed, and Lady Vol is going to be damn upset.  We were supposed to either make sure they didn't get to the Frostfell or that they didn't have the Codex with them when they did.  We've managed to do neither!" "But..." "But nothing!  Your gargoyles were supposed to make sure they didn't meet up with any of the natives.  Without a guide, those fools wouldn't have lasted two days out there, and all our problems would have been solved." The ghost flickered in the air, an unearthy equivalent of a shrug.  "One guide might not be that much help..." "Hrrmm.  Perhaps you're right."  Miyris stared at the mirror.  She knew that the gargoyles didn't have much of a chance to defeat the well-armed explorers.  But then again, the ice beasts were just supposed to be a distraction.  If only that Uldra had stayed put! "Mistress...I do have a suggestion that may be of help.  If we can contact our allies in the Frostfell, we may be able to..."  The ghost's spectal voice trailed off as it began to whisper into the cleric's ear. Miyris' eyes widened as she listened to the ghost's plan.  "Of course!"  She smiled, twisting her withered face into a horrible grin.  "Heh.  Why didn't I think of that?  Those bumbling explorers will be dead long before they reach Etvelkairn!"{OOC} Just a little cutscene to add a bit of flavour and thicken the plot.  I will continue the combat in my next post. {/OOC}[Krug] - [SPOILER]You can easily tell that these creatures are completely unnatural--they have no place in the cycle of life.  They were probably created by some sort of Wizard, although judging by their sheer numbers, such a Wizard must have been working for years and years to assemble this army.[/SPOILER][Floe] - [SPOILER]The gargoyles do not emit an aura of cold, but their attacks are infused with cold energy, causing them to deal extra damage (unless their target is resistant, as you are).  Like Snow Falling, when she hears your command, instantly leaps into action so as to defend you.[/SPOILER]</blockquote>

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