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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 662986" data-attributes="member: 105"><p><span style="color: red"><strong>7-8 Tarsakh, Year of Rogue Dragons<em> The Beginning of the End, part II</em></strong></span> </p><p></p><p>Grim gasped, tumbling away from the window as the roof of the tower was ripped free revealing to the rest of the group what the halfling had already seen, a very large dragon. Green scales glistened from the great lizard as it hovered, its tail sending tiles and stone crashing to the ground many feet below. Unnatural fear took him and he looked toward the exit. </p><p></p><p>Sergei signed orders to his his very shaken troops to stand fast. He tightened the grip on his katana and shouldered through the door in time to see a robed figure appear in the room from nowhere. The dragon on one side and this robed thing between him and the way out gave Grim pause. Seeing the Inquistors rise to meet the foe, the rogue drew his short sword and kama. But before he could act, and in the blink of an eye, Mourn was free and floating towards the dragon. The robed figure stood again before the priests of Tyr. Arcane words streamed from the stranger. He pointed to the older cleric and uttered one word.</p><p></p><p>"Die!"</p><p></p><p>The Chief Inqusitor crumpled to the floor, dead before he could scream. The young cleric was brave and cast a powerful spell of his own to severely weaken his unknown foe. As the negative energy coursed through the apprentice he reached out and touched the mage who had just slain his master. </p><p></p><p>Nothing happened! </p><p></p><p>The mage calmly removed his hood and laughed. The mage, who appeared to have once been an elf, was already dead. </p><p></p><p>Grim bit his tongue and used the shadows to hide and move out from the room. Sergei backed away as the tower room was engulfed in fire. He heard more gravelly laughter and screams and smelled charred flesh. As the smoke cleared, the elven lich was flying back towards the dragon picking up Mourn's floating semi-conscious body on the way. </p><p></p><p>Iriaeboran soldiers fired bows and bolts ineffectually at the venerable green. However, Prespur the Translocator had <em>teleported</em> to the scene. He fired a grey beam that disapated as it hit the green. Then the dragon closed, but only managed to slap the airborne protector of Iriaebor with its tail. His elation at surviving the dragon's onslaught was short-lived. The lich cast its own spell of <em>disintegration</em> and Prespur, or what was left of him, floated away, dust in the wind. Had the undead elven mage had facial muscles remaining, it would have smirked.</p><p></p><p>Somehow the young priest, though smoldering and knocked prone by the blast, had survived. He clutched the sword-case and looked at Sergei who began pointing down towards the stairs. Even without words, they understood each other. Mourn was gone but they could still make sure the moonblade would not fall into the wrong hands. Sergei grabbed the remaining Inquisitor hastily as he felt the tower shake. The dragon's head appeared over the broken rim. They tore past the Cormyrean troops who although shaken, were prepared to assault the dragon. The dragon laughed and breathed. Grim dove into a barrel of water as the green cloud left the beast's mouth. </p><p></p><p>Caustic, chlorine gas spilled into the remains of the tower room and rolled down the stairs. The soldiers screamed as the flesh melted from their bones. A tear rolled down Sergei's eye as he half-dragged the badly injured priest down the stairs barely escaping the deadly gas. His men hadn't stood a chance. The tower shook again as the dragon continued to batter the castle, not wanting to be denied total victory.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 662986, member: 105"] [COLOR=red][b]7-8 Tarsakh, Year of Rogue Dragons[i] The Beginning of the End, part II[/i][/b][/COLOR][b][i] [/i][/b] Grim gasped, tumbling away from the window as the roof of the tower was ripped free revealing to the rest of the group what the halfling had already seen, a very large dragon. Green scales glistened from the great lizard as it hovered, its tail sending tiles and stone crashing to the ground many feet below. Unnatural fear took him and he looked toward the exit. Sergei signed orders to his his very shaken troops to stand fast. He tightened the grip on his katana and shouldered through the door in time to see a robed figure appear in the room from nowhere. The dragon on one side and this robed thing between him and the way out gave Grim pause. Seeing the Inquistors rise to meet the foe, the rogue drew his short sword and kama. But before he could act, and in the blink of an eye, Mourn was free and floating towards the dragon. The robed figure stood again before the priests of Tyr. Arcane words streamed from the stranger. He pointed to the older cleric and uttered one word. "Die!" The Chief Inqusitor crumpled to the floor, dead before he could scream. The young cleric was brave and cast a powerful spell of his own to severely weaken his unknown foe. As the negative energy coursed through the apprentice he reached out and touched the mage who had just slain his master. Nothing happened! The mage calmly removed his hood and laughed. The mage, who appeared to have once been an elf, was already dead. Grim bit his tongue and used the shadows to hide and move out from the room. Sergei backed away as the tower room was engulfed in fire. He heard more gravelly laughter and screams and smelled charred flesh. As the smoke cleared, the elven lich was flying back towards the dragon picking up Mourn's floating semi-conscious body on the way. Iriaeboran soldiers fired bows and bolts ineffectually at the venerable green. However, Prespur the Translocator had [i]teleported[/i] to the scene. He fired a grey beam that disapated as it hit the green. Then the dragon closed, but only managed to slap the airborne protector of Iriaebor with its tail. His elation at surviving the dragon's onslaught was short-lived. The lich cast its own spell of [i]disintegration[/i] and Prespur, or what was left of him, floated away, dust in the wind. Had the undead elven mage had facial muscles remaining, it would have smirked. Somehow the young priest, though smoldering and knocked prone by the blast, had survived. He clutched the sword-case and looked at Sergei who began pointing down towards the stairs. Even without words, they understood each other. Mourn was gone but they could still make sure the moonblade would not fall into the wrong hands. Sergei grabbed the remaining Inquisitor hastily as he felt the tower shake. The dragon's head appeared over the broken rim. They tore past the Cormyrean troops who although shaken, were prepared to assault the dragon. The dragon laughed and breathed. Grim dove into a barrel of water as the green cloud left the beast's mouth. Caustic, chlorine gas spilled into the remains of the tower room and rolled down the stairs. The soldiers screamed as the flesh melted from their bones. A tear rolled down Sergei's eye as he half-dragged the badly injured priest down the stairs barely escaping the deadly gas. His men hadn't stood a chance. The tower shook again as the dragon continued to batter the castle, not wanting to be denied total victory. [/QUOTE]
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