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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Felikeries" data-source="post: 1316840" data-attributes="member: 15359">The group couragously gets heavy with greatest battle yet.....F T M Feezazien closed in on a sharded cliff cover-the brittle wethered underworld had stolen the composure of most the land-and as swooping in and touching –to make impact-the foils of spillage gave and sent dust scurries and a minor land slide.The trailed off brim was just a few snubs from the landing pad the dragon had chosen,and looking off to the left at the ground a tunnel passage could be scene glancing through the mist-a worn slip shod path that undead soldiers walked led to it.“we are next to one of the first camps-I fear I can’t create a great breathe beam unless I am ….shall I say pasengerless…if you can spot a way to make the suprize from the cliffs at the other side-that will be good-however I will wait,and take you to the tunell if needs be”“we’ll-no I’ll scout.it’ll take just a bit-wait here”Marty answered as they jumped off-and he started sketching in nimble hops towards the peak-sending scurries after his steps,planted to not loose leverage.The staying shelter for the undead bandits that had stolen the hatchling,was planted in a surrounded mountain array-and only the tunnel led to it,however upon inspection,Marty felt they could make their way from the cliff-side skirting a few areas-to make to a light enough engle to not tumble to disaster.The 4 main bunker stone shacks were 50 ft sqaure and 1 larger place with a 40 ft cathedral roof,and gaudy architecture stood against the farside of the flatland.This building was adorned with spikes of wrought iron,that jutted in 3 directions across the brim of the walls-and black glass with copper like infused wards of magi- cymbels layd across the 10 ft by 3 ft windows,the front arch entrance on the far end-which faced nearly at Marty’s spying focal,was met by marble steps and fore-ground-and 2 gargoyles sat at iether side of the door,in front of them 3 fire stands on iether side with flickering light of partially changing colour.The activity was taking place at the side area-that had two wagons of small rodents and some weaponry-the troops were fighting-and digging into the animals-eating them live-spilling sluff from innards to flesh and blood about themsleves.As they were satisfied,they left taking a sword,or pike and returned to one of the bunkers.Privy to the finer elements of an unoticed approach,the group made plans to have them scaff their way,precarious as it was,to the area,while Feezazien simply swooped in and confronted them with a treacherous etheral acid beam,and further they assumed that the hatchling was being kept within the church like building,and the adventurers could make their way their immediately while commotion took the place of what little mentality these zombies had for a reaction.“I’ve spells a plenty that dash the foe,as for one hatchling retrieved that is what will be done I finely let the know,te te ta te ta ta”Mif Yatter made a simple tune of hope aliven their senses as they began to make calmly towards the gathering of enemies.“there are gargoyl’s gaurding the entrance,let us hope they aren’t..’really’ gaurding it,sword and might may be far underscored by that type of armour”Marty retorted taking the lead,as they bagn their way from the top at the other side.Leering from the landing pad,Feezazien was cordened by anger and the will to carry through with a great blasting upon the meager underlings,while the mists dashed about paling the air’s miscultured variety,tucking in and setting wing span for a speedy swoop was practiced –in waiting for the battle to begin.Slooping towards the earth,fearsome wisps of the contained breezes casting their deluge of speeds avarice and fortune checked and rechecked the precisioned run,and within 15ft of spilling unto the ground,a quickened flush of wing power and the mighty chromatic beast took to the sky  again,nothing could stand in the way-especially now with the help of these curiuos yet trusted warriors that had faulted a pact with Zintrin,goddess of the undead,or so it was thought.Half way to the bottom,they paused and stepped inwards to the cliff side,after side skirting a particurlarly steep faced portion,and awaited the last of the group that had devoured the live rodents to make away-letting them be sure to be unspotted before first clashes began.Taiken burried his mind into the frail world of concentrative divine intervention,and boldy suaght answer to actions to be made-a greater acid spray,and finer lightening cackle then ever before was needed if the rush to the church and kidnappee was to be achieved.Kliza steadied her sword in front of her-the first to have her weapon from scabbard,and deftly swishes making a wispsing sound,assuring her that cutting the bile flesh of scraps of un living-yet…undead monsters was as sound a battle cry to the ways of her elven heritage as any.What little hope there was to make an extractionarial manuever,touched each of the adventurer’s minds as they made to the cart,and set to dash their way to the church like structure.Though they hadn’t been spotted yet,Feezazian made a turn about and lunged towards the area,but flew off before being sighted keeping synche with a more carefullyclaimed plan.Mif made a swift intergration of the pro-spell weaving harp,and they arrived at the steps with no incedent.But that was soon lost to the unfortuntae tripping off of the guard gargoyles,that lashed out with their claws growling loudly and alerting the undead of their presence.Kliza and Morigin defended and battled against one while,Marty and Zenthor made some dashing conflagurations against the other.Cuaght inbetween the still stone like flesh of one claw,Marty proned his sword to the side leaving a gap in it’s chest that the monk was able to gash into with great effort,causing significant damage,but not seeming to slow down the horrid enemy,and soon Marty was on the garner of efforts to free his sword rather than vice versa,as the second claw swiped his chest,but with skill and the luck of gestalt of theiveries powers,he let go of the sword,and skipped backwards,opening up on the gargoyle with a knife slash,that confused it from it’s advancement and Zenthor somehow managed to pin through a hand and pin it into the marble,an easy target now-but the strength or tricks neccesitated to kill this armoured foe were three-fold.The ignorant gaurds,wretched forth,streining to carry their scrap for bodies’ towards the intruders,but little did they know that the sky was set to tarry a counter measure that would cost them 50 at a time when they had moved as a group nearing the building.With no screetching and a metaphor for super-powered attack,the chromatic mighty maleavolance burned and etherealy acidified their flailing bodies to the tune of ‘meet you’re maker’.A few turned from the brinks of the dooming breathe ray,and tried to toss their pikes at the swooping beast,but in reaction to getting the better half of those killed,Feezazien landed and wrethced the claws of terroresome strength across the stragglers,sending them flying and sliced into pieces as they iether paniked and tried to run,or forced forward with swords steadied for an attack.Taiken was certain that Kliza and Morigin were having the best of their dueling match,and so afinely he krept to behind the other gargoyle,and none to soon,for it’s eyes were powering for a beam or magic spell of some sort-while it stayed the monk and thief from it,slashing wildly with it’s free arm.Two handed and with a reserve of might that may have yet been felt by the newly ferocoius paladin,an impaling puncture resulted from a spine targeted attack,and the foe was lost in mid focus,it’s eyes turning into misty cavities of doumbfoundedness,and it fell to it’s side in an immobile statue form,as death lanced it’s clench to the world of life.Morigin finally cut off one arm,-which was not easy,but with his sister’s fine swordwork,the constant trickery of switched swipes,and gaining purchase to the side of it’s vision,a super swipe cut miracoulousley cleanly through.Feezazien,was proudly taking the best of what they had to offer-but several wounds increased with additional strikes could free the advancement of undead-disease across one’s entire body-and when he was surrounded by too many-quickly slashing the 5 before him,a striding skip and flustered wing washing-and into the air once again did the battle go.They were on their way into the church,when 10 soldiers finally cuaght up to them,Taiken took the front as they made motion to halt-rather than run inside-and called into the air to srike the amulet’s wonderous powers into these untimely nuissances.“terror’s of hell I send great beams of lightening to return you to thyne’s well!”was what was finally yelled in concentration,and the result struck 11 of the zombies-sending them squiggiling like washes of bity leaves in a wind storm,untill they spazed unmeritously and died.The finall- formidable grouping of enemies was in a poor chance of repeal,when they turned and realized another killing ray was about to fall unto them,and yellping in lacksidasical undead fear-they tried to dive away but were killed instantly,30 some heaps of smoldering suffuse left from the brutul swooping attack.  .....will the hatchling be inside....are there more enemies....</blockquote>

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