FitzTheRuke
Legend
Western Lair
Loklafd found that his hands were shaking as he struggled to light the torches. He got it done, but it took all the tricks that his mother had taught him to get them to flame in this bitter cold.
Sesto coughed, lying on his back on the icy ground. He was pierced by ice-shards, but his brightly glowing shield lay on top of him. Lorenn couldn't see the dragon through the fog, and the terror that gripped him didn't seem so bad. There was a troll climbing up the wall to get him (he was perched on his flying board near the ceiling) so Lorenn kicked his board into flight and swooped down over Sesto. He pulled a healing potion from his belt and he poured it on the cleric's shard-wounds, which slowly closed as Sesto regained his senses.
Primus switched his senses so he could see his immediate surroundings just in time for a large frozen, undead troll was about to swipe a claw at him. He reached into its mind (or what remained of it - a sorrowful echo of a mind, easy enough for the psychic to pierce). The undead troll waved its arms about, as if trying to swat away an invisible threat, and left Primus alone for the moment.
Another undead troll came around the ice-shelf where Alhana and Loklafd were sheltering. The elf shot it with a well-placed arrow (her other arrow broke as it struck a particularly solid patch of frozen flesh) but the creature came on. Alhana made the split-second decision to hold her ground and shield Loklafd with her body, and the undead was on her, scratching and biting as she cried out in spite of herself.
Loklafd found that his hands were shaking as he struggled to light the torches. He got it done, but it took all the tricks that his mother had taught him to get them to flame in this bitter cold.
Sesto coughed, lying on his back on the icy ground. He was pierced by ice-shards, but his brightly glowing shield lay on top of him. Lorenn couldn't see the dragon through the fog, and the terror that gripped him didn't seem so bad. There was a troll climbing up the wall to get him (he was perched on his flying board near the ceiling) so Lorenn kicked his board into flight and swooped down over Sesto. He pulled a healing potion from his belt and he poured it on the cleric's shard-wounds, which slowly closed as Sesto regained his senses.
Primus switched his senses so he could see his immediate surroundings just in time for a large frozen, undead troll was about to swipe a claw at him. He reached into its mind (or what remained of it - a sorrowful echo of a mind, easy enough for the psychic to pierce). The undead troll waved its arms about, as if trying to swat away an invisible threat, and left Primus alone for the moment.
Another undead troll came around the ice-shelf where Alhana and Loklafd were sheltering. The elf shot it with a well-placed arrow (her other arrow broke as it struck a particularly solid patch of frozen flesh) but the creature came on. Alhana made the split-second decision to hold her ground and shield Loklafd with her body, and the undead was on her, scratching and biting as she cried out in spite of herself.
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