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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 1699016" data-attributes="member: 105"><p><strong>Twilight Hollow, 5 Marponeth, 1378, Year of the Cauldron</strong></p><p></p><p>Ellysidell looked around, took a quick stock of the situation and then, after first raising <em>Redethemar</em> high above his head, slammed in into the earth. Eldritch elven energy rippled through the air in all three dimesions and hellcats, bearded devils and even a few erinyes that had been flying by were vaporized or ended as steaming hunks of burning flesh. </p><p></p><p>Then with a roar, the Chosen of Fenmaril Mestarine, now with room to charge, slammed into a mob of more hellcats. The defenders of Twilight Hollow took heart and charged behind him. </p><p></p><p>Aris Clouddancer laughed at the contrast. That morning they had been sailing aboard a Swan Ship back towards civilization, and to escape the protective barrier surrounding Evermeet so they could 'port back to Silverymoon or DragonStorm Castle. Now after a summons from St. Benito's pet planetar, they were fighting in the muddied streets of Twillight Hollow against some sort of infernal cascade. </p><p></p><p>"From heaven to hell in less than six heartbeats," he mused out loud. "And where is Benito!?"</p><p></p><p>He somersaulted over a bounding hellcat and sliced its fire-wreathed head from the rest of its body. He and Ellysidell fought side by side, while nearby Ivan and Grim also fought against hell-spawned groundlings. In the skies above, winged celestials fought against their infernal counterparts. Somewhere among them, Ariod and Seance added their firepower.</p><p></p><p>In actuality, only Ariod stood feather-to-feather with the enemy. In his planetar form, he slammed his mighty war club into the chest of an erinyes sending it/her spiraling to the ground. He felt a stab of pain in his thigh and barred his teeth climbing to his next target, the female-mockery that had just shot him with a burning arrow. </p><p></p><p>Seance was <em>dimension-dooring</em> in a running battle with another wing of erinyes. His thought was survival. He cared little for this backwater town or its people, and the devils had snagged him with their tricky ropes. In the end, he had had enough, and once free of the ropes, <em>teleported</em> away.</p><p></p><p><em>I did not agree to save peasants, Aris. I will contact you later. </em> he sent, but back on the ground, Aris was too busy to return his disappointment, gutting the gibbering beared devil in front of him. </p><p></p><p>With axe and scimitar he chopped and sliced through ranks of devils, while beside him Ellysidell lopped head and limbs from his enemies with the mighty elven weapon. Those that the two would not slay in one blow, would be finished seconds later with a kama or shortsword in the small of their back, courtesy of Grim. The respite would give Aris a chance to redirect forces. </p><p></p><p>He took one to look at the skies above. The skirmishes there were just as fierce. The focus was a knot of devas and Suldophin himself who fought against at least double their number of erinyes led by their foul leader, a great Cornugon. Their exchanges of magic and melee force lit up the sky.</p><p></p><p>Aris shuddered. What power would it take to summon <em>that</em>? What black deals had been made? Would the whole campaign to retake Iriaebor be like this?</p><p></p><p>Ivan had taken to the air upon Grim's magic carpet and together with Ariod began tearing through smaller knots of she-devils that were attempting to rain fiery death upon the ground-pounders. </p><p></p><p>"Feathers, blood and fire!" Ivan yelled adding a bellow of laughter.</p><p></p><p>Cutting through the erinyes and seeing their feathers clound about their wounded forms reminded him of hunting grouse and pheasant back in Rasheman...except for the fire. He struck at the wing of another erinyes with one scimtar and sliced at the entangling rope of another and guffawed again as feathers "poofed" in all directions. </p><p></p><p>It was hard for Ariod to see the humor in all this taint to the Green. He felt he could hear the screams of the earth upon which those devils stomped. So, He fought with zeal and crushed and swooped and smashed some more until his arms ached with effort. His planetar wings were spattered with blood. His hands were sticky, glued to the great club with more foul ichor. He gave a mighty sigh and rejoined the fray, slamming his mace into the body of the erinyes that had tried to snare Ivan.</p><p></p><p>Then, a mighty thunderclap echoed across the valley and Suldolphin, General of the Armies of the Triad struck the finishing blow upon the Cornugon. The beast exploded and the tearing scream followed indicating the flight of the creatures spirit back to the Nine Hells or the Pits of Doom and Despair. All on the battlefield paused as the echoes lingered.</p><p></p><p>The route began...</p><p></p><p>"Legion Victorious!" shouted Aris as he marshalled the skirmishers driving the remaining beardeds and hellcats back.</p><p></p><p>Ariod joined a flight of trumpet archons as they chased erinyes from the valley. </p><p></p><p>Ellysidell rested on the heap of bodies he had created, letting the adrenalin rush of his rage subside. Ivan went to his inn to check its status and then he began rolling out barrels of ale for medicinal purposes, to the valiant defenders of Twilight Hollow.</p><p></p><p>Others began to put out fires.</p><p></p><p>Aris crested a hill and looked west, his eyes scanning north to south. Somewhere out there lay his hated enemy, the Zhentarim, their priests of Bane, their allies the Shades, and maybe even darker things.</p><p></p><p>"So it begins," he said, "So it begins..."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 1699016, member: 105"] [B]Twilight Hollow, 5 Marponeth, 1378, Year of the Cauldron[/B] Ellysidell looked around, took a quick stock of the situation and then, after first raising [i]Redethemar[/i] high above his head, slammed in into the earth. Eldritch elven energy rippled through the air in all three dimesions and hellcats, bearded devils and even a few erinyes that had been flying by were vaporized or ended as steaming hunks of burning flesh. Then with a roar, the Chosen of Fenmaril Mestarine, now with room to charge, slammed into a mob of more hellcats. The defenders of Twilight Hollow took heart and charged behind him. Aris Clouddancer laughed at the contrast. That morning they had been sailing aboard a Swan Ship back towards civilization, and to escape the protective barrier surrounding Evermeet so they could 'port back to Silverymoon or DragonStorm Castle. Now after a summons from St. Benito's pet planetar, they were fighting in the muddied streets of Twillight Hollow against some sort of infernal cascade. "From heaven to hell in less than six heartbeats," he mused out loud. "And where is Benito!?" He somersaulted over a bounding hellcat and sliced its fire-wreathed head from the rest of its body. He and Ellysidell fought side by side, while nearby Ivan and Grim also fought against hell-spawned groundlings. In the skies above, winged celestials fought against their infernal counterparts. Somewhere among them, Ariod and Seance added their firepower. In actuality, only Ariod stood feather-to-feather with the enemy. In his planetar form, he slammed his mighty war club into the chest of an erinyes sending it/her spiraling to the ground. He felt a stab of pain in his thigh and barred his teeth climbing to his next target, the female-mockery that had just shot him with a burning arrow. Seance was [i]dimension-dooring[/i] in a running battle with another wing of erinyes. His thought was survival. He cared little for this backwater town or its people, and the devils had snagged him with their tricky ropes. In the end, he had had enough, and once free of the ropes, [i]teleported[/i] away. [i]I did not agree to save peasants, Aris. I will contact you later. [/i] he sent, but back on the ground, Aris was too busy to return his disappointment, gutting the gibbering beared devil in front of him. With axe and scimitar he chopped and sliced through ranks of devils, while beside him Ellysidell lopped head and limbs from his enemies with the mighty elven weapon. Those that the two would not slay in one blow, would be finished seconds later with a kama or shortsword in the small of their back, courtesy of Grim. The respite would give Aris a chance to redirect forces. He took one to look at the skies above. The skirmishes there were just as fierce. The focus was a knot of devas and Suldophin himself who fought against at least double their number of erinyes led by their foul leader, a great Cornugon. Their exchanges of magic and melee force lit up the sky. Aris shuddered. What power would it take to summon [I]that[/I]? What black deals had been made? Would the whole campaign to retake Iriaebor be like this? Ivan had taken to the air upon Grim's magic carpet and together with Ariod began tearing through smaller knots of she-devils that were attempting to rain fiery death upon the ground-pounders. "Feathers, blood and fire!" Ivan yelled adding a bellow of laughter. Cutting through the erinyes and seeing their feathers clound about their wounded forms reminded him of hunting grouse and pheasant back in Rasheman...except for the fire. He struck at the wing of another erinyes with one scimtar and sliced at the entangling rope of another and guffawed again as feathers "poofed" in all directions. It was hard for Ariod to see the humor in all this taint to the Green. He felt he could hear the screams of the earth upon which those devils stomped. So, He fought with zeal and crushed and swooped and smashed some more until his arms ached with effort. His planetar wings were spattered with blood. His hands were sticky, glued to the great club with more foul ichor. He gave a mighty sigh and rejoined the fray, slamming his mace into the body of the erinyes that had tried to snare Ivan. Then, a mighty thunderclap echoed across the valley and Suldolphin, General of the Armies of the Triad struck the finishing blow upon the Cornugon. The beast exploded and the tearing scream followed indicating the flight of the creatures spirit back to the Nine Hells or the Pits of Doom and Despair. All on the battlefield paused as the echoes lingered. The route began... "Legion Victorious!" shouted Aris as he marshalled the skirmishers driving the remaining beardeds and hellcats back. Ariod joined a flight of trumpet archons as they chased erinyes from the valley. Ellysidell rested on the heap of bodies he had created, letting the adrenalin rush of his rage subside. Ivan went to his inn to check its status and then he began rolling out barrels of ale for medicinal purposes, to the valiant defenders of Twilight Hollow. Others began to put out fires. Aris crested a hill and looked west, his eyes scanning north to south. Somewhere out there lay his hated enemy, the Zhentarim, their priests of Bane, their allies the Shades, and maybe even darker things. "So it begins," he said, "So it begins..." [/QUOTE]
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