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<blockquote data-quote="gfunk" data-source="post: 1600285" data-attributes="member: 1813"><p><span style="color: white">I originally posted this in Gfunk's Story Hour, but it has taken a long time for Jollydoc's Story Hour to catch up. Hence, I'm re-posting it here for convenience. BTW, any future updates I have re: Entropy/Joachim/Amal will be posted in this thread.</span></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="color: white">Pez Reborn</span></span></span></strong></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">Lemaron stepped through the the <em>gate</em> first followed shortly by Vequaniel. It would not do to have their charge threatened in any manner, much less wounded.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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 <em>gate</em>.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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 <em>blinding glory</em> 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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">Thinking discretion was most assuredly the better part of valor, Caarcrinolas <em>teleported </em>away leaving his Hezrou compatriots to an ignoble demise at the hands of the Devas and their Master. </span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">--------------------</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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, <em>summoned</em> a trio of Hezrou, and laughed with sadistic glee as he threw one of them into the scorching pits of Occipitus. </span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">Indeed, as Caarcrinolas frantically <em>teleported</em> 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?</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">--------------------</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">“What are your instructions Master?”</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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.”</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">“But, Master . . . are you certain?”</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">“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.”</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">“As you command, my Lord.”</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">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 <em>true resurrection </em>spell.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">“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.”</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: white"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><strong>A golden silhouette </strong></span><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">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.</span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="color: white">“High Justice Joachim Dethick. Indeed it has been a long time.”</span></span></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gfunk, post: 1600285, member: 1813"] [color=white]I originally posted this in Gfunk's Story Hour, but it has taken a long time for Jollydoc's Story Hour to catch up. Hence, I'm re-posting it here for convenience. BTW, any future updates I have re: Entropy/Joachim/Amal will be posted in this thread.[/color] [b][font=Times New Roman][size=3][color=white]Pez Reborn[/color][/size][/font][/b] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]Lemaron stepped through the the [i]gate[/i] first followed shortly by Vequaniel. It would not do to have their charge threatened in any manner, much less wounded.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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 [i]gate[/i].[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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 [i]blinding glory[/i] 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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]Thinking discretion was most assuredly the better part of valor, Caarcrinolas [i]teleported [/i]away leaving his Hezrou compatriots to an ignoble demise at the hands of the Devas and their Master. [/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]--------------------[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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, [i]summoned[/i] a trio of Hezrou, and laughed with sadistic glee as he threw one of them into the scorching pits of Occipitus. [/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]Indeed, as Caarcrinolas frantically [i]teleported[/i] 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?[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]--------------------[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]“What are your instructions Master?”[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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.”[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]“But, Master . . . are you certain?”[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]“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.”[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]“As you command, my Lord.”[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]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 [i]true resurrection [/i]spell.[/color][/font][/size] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]“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.”[/color][/font][/size] [color=white][font=Times New Roman][b]A golden silhouette [/b][/font][size=3][font=Times New Roman]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.[/font][/size][/color] [size=3][font=Times New Roman][color=white]“High Justice Joachim Dethick. Indeed it has been a long time.”[/color][/font][/size] [/QUOTE]
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