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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 7491072" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 201</p><p></p><p>Quellan readied himself to sell his life for as high a cost as possible, though he knew that in his current state even a single blow from one of those trolls would likely kill him.</p><p></p><p>But even as the trolls charged through the doorway the gap was engulfed in fire. Quellan’s first thought was that there had been something flammable within the broken cabinet, but as the flames intensified he realized what it was. He turned to see Akhenon standing in the mouth of the hallway that led back to his private quarters. The old dwarf looked different. He had not had time to put on armor, but he wore a set of heavy metal gauntlets that protected his hands and forearms, and he’d replaced his robe with a thick leather vest fastened with a broad steel buckle the size of a dinner plate. In one hand he carried a blockish steel shield that bore the sigil of Hosrenu, but this book, unlike the one that Quellan bore on his arm, was surrounded by flames and superimposed on broad anvil. In his other hand he carried a mace that made even the hefty orc-weapon Quellan carried look petite. Its head was wreathed in flames that echoed the conflagration burning in the doorway.</p><p></p><p>“We hold here,” the dwarf declared, in a way that made the statement a simple fact.</p><p></p><p>Quellan was glad to yield the doorway to him, taking advantage of the respite to cast <em>cure wounds</em> upon himself. He was running out of spells but he dug deep into his reservoir, letting the benign magic restore some of what the enemy wizard had blasted out of him.</p><p></p><p>Whatever motivated the trolls, it was already clear that they weren’t going to let even a roaring sheet of fire stop them. And even as the healing magic coursed through Quellan the first of the trolls leapt through it, the flames clinging to its body as it stumbled slightly on the burning wreckage of the cabinet. Akhenon met it with a dwarven battle cry, sweeping his mace into the center of its torso. Quellan though that he hit hard, but the old dwarf’s strength was truly impressive. The head of the mace exploded with flames as it struck, and the troll was knocked over backwards, landing in a smoking heap on the edge of the <em>wall of fire</em>.</p><p></p><p>More trolls came in the wake of the first, appearing first as dark shadows that took on solid form as they passed through the burning wall. Quellan rushed forward to join Akhenon. “The wizard’s out there!” he warned.</p><p></p><p>“I know,” Akhenon said. “I can feel him, trying to take down my magic.”</p><p></p><p>But whether the cleric’s will was stronger, or the unseen enemy just needed more time, the <em>wall of fire</em> remained, at least for the moment. The trolls kept on pushing, and Akhenon and Quellan met them together with steel and fire.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 7491072, member: 143"] Chapter 201 Quellan readied himself to sell his life for as high a cost as possible, though he knew that in his current state even a single blow from one of those trolls would likely kill him. But even as the trolls charged through the doorway the gap was engulfed in fire. Quellan’s first thought was that there had been something flammable within the broken cabinet, but as the flames intensified he realized what it was. He turned to see Akhenon standing in the mouth of the hallway that led back to his private quarters. The old dwarf looked different. He had not had time to put on armor, but he wore a set of heavy metal gauntlets that protected his hands and forearms, and he’d replaced his robe with a thick leather vest fastened with a broad steel buckle the size of a dinner plate. In one hand he carried a blockish steel shield that bore the sigil of Hosrenu, but this book, unlike the one that Quellan bore on his arm, was surrounded by flames and superimposed on broad anvil. In his other hand he carried a mace that made even the hefty orc-weapon Quellan carried look petite. Its head was wreathed in flames that echoed the conflagration burning in the doorway. “We hold here,” the dwarf declared, in a way that made the statement a simple fact. Quellan was glad to yield the doorway to him, taking advantage of the respite to cast [i]cure wounds[/i] upon himself. He was running out of spells but he dug deep into his reservoir, letting the benign magic restore some of what the enemy wizard had blasted out of him. Whatever motivated the trolls, it was already clear that they weren’t going to let even a roaring sheet of fire stop them. And even as the healing magic coursed through Quellan the first of the trolls leapt through it, the flames clinging to its body as it stumbled slightly on the burning wreckage of the cabinet. Akhenon met it with a dwarven battle cry, sweeping his mace into the center of its torso. Quellan though that he hit hard, but the old dwarf’s strength was truly impressive. The head of the mace exploded with flames as it struck, and the troll was knocked over backwards, landing in a smoking heap on the edge of the [i]wall of fire[/i]. More trolls came in the wake of the first, appearing first as dark shadows that took on solid form as they passed through the burning wall. Quellan rushed forward to join Akhenon. “The wizard’s out there!” he warned. “I know,” Akhenon said. “I can feel him, trying to take down my magic.” But whether the cleric’s will was stronger, or the unseen enemy just needed more time, the [i]wall of fire[/i] remained, at least for the moment. The trolls kept on pushing, and Akhenon and Quellan met them together with steel and fire. [/QUOTE]
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