Gfunk-JollyDoc Crossover Story Hour [Updated 4/30]
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LordVyreth
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Well, I hope G sticks around the SH threads, even post marital bliss. After watching one of my BBEGS get killed by being bull-rushed into a prismatic sphere last game, and I need his tactical and min-maxing advice some time in the future.
Lela
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As do we all Dr Funk. As do we all.gfunk said:Sweet, I look forward to the conversation!
LordVyreth, not only is gfuink married now, he's also about to start his residency (as in medical doctor). As we're all experts on this (yay ER), we know his life has effectively ended.
Adding in the marriage, he's not only dead, he's undead.
Session 59
"A Moment Forward in Time Part 1”
Lemaron stepped through the gate first followed shortly by Vequaniel. It would not do to have their charge threatened in any manner, much less wounded.
The Astral Devas quickly surveyed their surroundings. Their Master’s magic had transported them directly to the heart of Occipitus to the very center of Adimarchus’ former stronghold. Though the floor was constructed of non-descript stone, the ceiling was vast, rounded, and white, bearing twin concavities which were meant to function aesthetically as eye sockets.
From the center of the chamber rose a dazzling pillar of red energy, the apex of which ended in a stream of smoke that spilled out of one of the eye sockets providing the illusion of a smoking eye.
Directly across from their position sat a mammoth creature combining the most repellant features of an ape and boar, its bloated form bleeding from various ulcers which covered its body. Perhaps its most unusual feature was a smoking eye that smelled of brimstone. At least 20 feet tall, the demon was flanked by a pair of reeking fiends who seemed to be chewing on a humanoid form. Judging by its high state of decomposition and the mere rags that it wore, it was clear that this victim was long since dead.
There they stood, Angels and Demons, on opposite ends of the room. The mighty Nalfeshnee roared a challenge to the Devas as it ordered its Hezrou minions into action. Nevertheless, before any blows could land a third figure marched through the gate.
To Lemaron and Vequaniel he was bathed in a holy, resplendent light. However, to Caarcrinolas and his subordinates nothing was visible as the glaring light scorched their eyes, blinding them. Indeed, the blinding glory lanced out in all directions for hundreds, nay, thousands of feet. From the eye sockets of Adimarchus’ palace poured celestial luminosity that struck all the evil denizens of the Abyssal plane within a half-mile sightless.
Thinking discretion was most assuredly the better part of valor, Caarcrinolas teleported away leaving his Hezrou compatriots to an ignoble demise at the hands of the Devas and their Master.
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The Nalfeshnee had arrived at Occipitus a mere tenday ago and found the place ripe for the picking. All the rumors were indeed true! Adimarchus had fallen before Graz’zt and the Plane remained open to conquest. After learning about the Test of Sacrifice, Caarcrinolas had entered the place, summoned a trio of Hezrou, and laughed with sadistic glee as he threw one of them into the scorching pits of Occipitus.
Considering the myriad corpses that were carelessly strewn around the palace, including that of a Rakshasa, Fire Giant and even a sizable Black Dragon (found decomposing outside), it was easy enough to construct a throne of bones. After his “audience chamber” was complete, the Nalfeshnee simply waited. Occasionally summoning a Glabrezu or pair of Vrocks to do his bidding, Caarcrinolas felt it would only be a matter of time before he had enough power and experience to consciously tap into his morphic potential and exhibit complete control over Occipitus.
Of course, there were other pretenders to his throne – many of whom were messily dispatched by his own hands. In some cases, the Demon thought with an ironic smile, they were subjected to the same fate that they hoped to inflict upon their own allies – death in Adimarchus’ plasma pit.
One day ago, a human, dead no less, had arrived in his throne room complete with a smoking eye mirroring Caarcrinolas’ own. Simply incinerating a dead body was no challenge and far too noble a fate in the Nalfeshnee’s estimation. Instead, the Hezrous had desecrated it in every way possible and would have done so much more if not for the timely intervention of the Devas and something else.
Indeed, as Caarcrinolas frantically teleported away from Adimarchus’ palace, he wondered who or what that “something else” was. He distinctly remembered seeing a humanoid form before he was blinded – but what being possessed such an almighty, monumental aura? Could it have been an avatar, a living manifestation of some deity – Lathander perhaps?
Nevertheless, one thing was clear. The Nalfeshnee was prepared to quit Occipitus for now. He had no desire to return too soon – return and share the fate of his Hezrous.
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“What are your instructions Master?”
After slaying the toad-like demons, Lemaron and Vequaniel had discarded their corpses into the plasma vent. They now stood, uncomfortable and unnerved, around the violated body that the Hezrous had defiled.
Bearing the herald of Tyr, complete with warhammer and the scales of justice, a human in full plate mail nodded his head, “He too must be sent to the flame.”
“But, Master . . . are you certain?”
“Vequaniel, Tyr has sent you to protect me, not question my authority. This being’s body serves no further purpose to anybody, particularly in this state. We owe him the honor of purging his mortal coil. I am interested in his soul which has been cleansed of imperfections, not his carcass.”
“As you command, my Lord.”
After his companion had incinerated the corpse, Lemaron placed a brilliant diamond on the cold floor of the chamber as his master chanted the words to a true resurrection spell.
“By battling the Eryines to save the life of your fellows you have shown exemplary valor. By giving up your own life to save the city of Cauldron you have exhibited singular moral clarity. And, finally, for attempting to heal your friend even in the face of impending doom you have shown exceptional compassion. Though your powers were diminished on occasion and your material form was variable, your soul always remained pure. By the decree of Lord Tyr, your penance is at an end. Rise and once again re-join the ranks of Celestia.”
A golden silhouette began to dimly appear, gradually growing in strength as the spell was completed. Finally, there stood a bald green-skinned elf with beautiful white wings. With a thought, a trumpet appeared in his hands as he smiled and bowed deeply to his benefactor.
“High Justice Joachim Dethick. Indeed it has been a long time.”
"A Moment Forward in Time Part 1”
Lemaron stepped through the gate first followed shortly by Vequaniel. It would not do to have their charge threatened in any manner, much less wounded.
The Astral Devas quickly surveyed their surroundings. Their Master’s magic had transported them directly to the heart of Occipitus to the very center of Adimarchus’ former stronghold. Though the floor was constructed of non-descript stone, the ceiling was vast, rounded, and white, bearing twin concavities which were meant to function aesthetically as eye sockets.
From the center of the chamber rose a dazzling pillar of red energy, the apex of which ended in a stream of smoke that spilled out of one of the eye sockets providing the illusion of a smoking eye.
Directly across from their position sat a mammoth creature combining the most repellant features of an ape and boar, its bloated form bleeding from various ulcers which covered its body. Perhaps its most unusual feature was a smoking eye that smelled of brimstone. At least 20 feet tall, the demon was flanked by a pair of reeking fiends who seemed to be chewing on a humanoid form. Judging by its high state of decomposition and the mere rags that it wore, it was clear that this victim was long since dead.
There they stood, Angels and Demons, on opposite ends of the room. The mighty Nalfeshnee roared a challenge to the Devas as it ordered its Hezrou minions into action. Nevertheless, before any blows could land a third figure marched through the gate.
To Lemaron and Vequaniel he was bathed in a holy, resplendent light. However, to Caarcrinolas and his subordinates nothing was visible as the glaring light scorched their eyes, blinding them. Indeed, the blinding glory lanced out in all directions for hundreds, nay, thousands of feet. From the eye sockets of Adimarchus’ palace poured celestial luminosity that struck all the evil denizens of the Abyssal plane within a half-mile sightless.
Thinking discretion was most assuredly the better part of valor, Caarcrinolas teleported away leaving his Hezrou compatriots to an ignoble demise at the hands of the Devas and their Master.
--------------------
The Nalfeshnee had arrived at Occipitus a mere tenday ago and found the place ripe for the picking. All the rumors were indeed true! Adimarchus had fallen before Graz’zt and the Plane remained open to conquest. After learning about the Test of Sacrifice, Caarcrinolas had entered the place, summoned a trio of Hezrou, and laughed with sadistic glee as he threw one of them into the scorching pits of Occipitus.
Considering the myriad corpses that were carelessly strewn around the palace, including that of a Rakshasa, Fire Giant and even a sizable Black Dragon (found decomposing outside), it was easy enough to construct a throne of bones. After his “audience chamber” was complete, the Nalfeshnee simply waited. Occasionally summoning a Glabrezu or pair of Vrocks to do his bidding, Caarcrinolas felt it would only be a matter of time before he had enough power and experience to consciously tap into his morphic potential and exhibit complete control over Occipitus.
Of course, there were other pretenders to his throne – many of whom were messily dispatched by his own hands. In some cases, the Demon thought with an ironic smile, they were subjected to the same fate that they hoped to inflict upon their own allies – death in Adimarchus’ plasma pit.
One day ago, a human, dead no less, had arrived in his throne room complete with a smoking eye mirroring Caarcrinolas’ own. Simply incinerating a dead body was no challenge and far too noble a fate in the Nalfeshnee’s estimation. Instead, the Hezrous had desecrated it in every way possible and would have done so much more if not for the timely intervention of the Devas and something else.
Indeed, as Caarcrinolas frantically teleported away from Adimarchus’ palace, he wondered who or what that “something else” was. He distinctly remembered seeing a humanoid form before he was blinded – but what being possessed such an almighty, monumental aura? Could it have been an avatar, a living manifestation of some deity – Lathander perhaps?
Nevertheless, one thing was clear. The Nalfeshnee was prepared to quit Occipitus for now. He had no desire to return too soon – return and share the fate of his Hezrous.
--------------------
“What are your instructions Master?”
After slaying the toad-like demons, Lemaron and Vequaniel had discarded their corpses into the plasma vent. They now stood, uncomfortable and unnerved, around the violated body that the Hezrous had defiled.
Bearing the herald of Tyr, complete with warhammer and the scales of justice, a human in full plate mail nodded his head, “He too must be sent to the flame.”
“But, Master . . . are you certain?”
“Vequaniel, Tyr has sent you to protect me, not question my authority. This being’s body serves no further purpose to anybody, particularly in this state. We owe him the honor of purging his mortal coil. I am interested in his soul which has been cleansed of imperfections, not his carcass.”
“As you command, my Lord.”
After his companion had incinerated the corpse, Lemaron placed a brilliant diamond on the cold floor of the chamber as his master chanted the words to a true resurrection spell.
“By battling the Eryines to save the life of your fellows you have shown exemplary valor. By giving up your own life to save the city of Cauldron you have exhibited singular moral clarity. And, finally, for attempting to heal your friend even in the face of impending doom you have shown exceptional compassion. Though your powers were diminished on occasion and your material form was variable, your soul always remained pure. By the decree of Lord Tyr, your penance is at an end. Rise and once again re-join the ranks of Celestia.”
A golden silhouette began to dimly appear, gradually growing in strength as the spell was completed. Finally, there stood a bald green-skinned elf with beautiful white wings. With a thought, a trumpet appeared in his hands as he smiled and bowed deeply to his benefactor.
“High Justice Joachim Dethick. Indeed it has been a long time.”
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Neverwinter Knight
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Indeed, it has. Nice plot twist, gfunk & JollyDoc. I wonder how this will ultimately affect the campaign. I still don't quite see the big picture, but I have no doubt you'll tell us before long.gfunk said:
That does sound like Joachim !!!gfunk said:
Since Joachim true ressed Caine, will Entropy spare Grimm when/if they meet?gfunk & JollyDoc, thanks for doing this!!!
PS: I still don't see Entropy's interest in Cauldron. Still, master gfunk would have had very good reasons to invest his character's time & power.
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Neverwinter Knight
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Sorry, I definately don't want to spoil any part of your story/campaign. It's just that you caught me by surprise... 
BTW, I removed parts of my post above, though they are still present in your quote of me.
BTW, I removed parts of my post above, though they are still present in your quote of me.
Hammerhead
Explorer
Why do you think this Caine? I figured Pez just got True Ressurected.
JollyDoc
Explorer
Neverwinter Knight said:Sorry, I definately don't want to spoil any part of your story/campaign. It's just that you caught me by surprise...
BTW, I removed parts of my post above, though they are still present in your quote of me.
No worries my friend. Just don't want to let any cats out of the bag until they are fully ready to pounce!
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