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<blockquote data-quote="gfunk" data-source="post: 2528267" data-attributes="member: 1813"><p><strong><u>Welcome to Where Time Stands Still, No One Leaves and No One Will</u></strong></p><p></p><p>He only had to bear the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune for a few moments longer. After countless years as the helpless recipient of torture from the Lichfiend, the Prince of Madness was about to cast off his shackles. </p><p></p><p>His saviors had finally arrived.</p><p></p><p>----------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Much larger and, in Nidrama’s estimation, more impressive than Harrowfell, Skullrot looked every bit the prison. Constructed from the same black granite as Harrowfell, that was where the similarities ended. A huge central tower arose from the center and reached the sky beyond even where the Bright Axes could see.</p><p></p><p>Jutting from various levels on Skullrot were black cages which presumably held various planar denizens though it was too far away for details.</p><p></p><p>“No need fer subtleties any more laddies! I say we kick down the friggin’ door and clean out everythin’ and everyone until ‘Marcus is dead at our feet? What do ye say?”</p><p></p><p>Having been tormented by Adimarchus and his minions for so long, there was not a squeak of protest at the dwarf’s audacious plan.</p><p></p><p>Nidrama had to be most careful here. Perhaps she was aiding them too much, providing them a crutch. Really, she had meant to observe them closely to better appraise their strengths and weaknesses. That plan had fallen apart upon Vhalantru’s arrival. However, she promised herself she would show more restraint . . . that is until they met Adimarchus.</p><p></p><p>----------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>The door flashed green for a moment after Dalthon’s <em>disintegrate</em> lanced through it. The party found themselves face to face with an old foe – a dozen Farastu Demodands.</p><p></p><p>Kiko tumbled through the remains of the door first, directly into the thick of the gangly creatures and began pounding away with his Stone Giant-sized fists. As Tilly and Rusty joined the fray, they were not terribly surprised to learn that their <em>invisibility</em> spells ceased functioning. An <em>invisibility purge</em> tied to an <em>unhallow</em> had become a familiar staple when assaulting enemy strongholds.</p><p></p><p>Ike charged in next, delighting in the cracked bones that resulted from the powerful blows of his warhammer. It was only after Dalthon <em>disintegrated</em> another Demodand, that the stunned creatures began to respond. Many <em>summoned</em> their fellows as others tried to <em>dispel</em> as much magic on the intruders as possible. Rusty floated to the ground and Tilly felt his <em>stoneskin</em> expire.</p><p></p><p>Using his ability to sculpt spells, Houshang was able to <em>dispel</em> all of the summoned Demodands while avoiding affecting his comrades. Grimm was the last to wade into battle but, as always, his presence was felt most acutely as a pair of injured Farastu’s fell to the ground.</p><p></p><p>Black tentacles erupted from the ground as Dalthon seized as many Demodands as he could. Though they were far too slippery to be grappled by the <em>Evard’s</em>, between Rusty, Ike, Grimm, and Tilly a Tarterian chef salad was served up in no time flat. </p><p></p><p>----------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>The Dark Myrakul’s attention snapped away from the whining, pathetic caged Solar before him to the combat raging below. It was not uncommon for demons and the like to try to invade Skullrot, generally for collecting slaves. In a few instances, mortals from the Prime actually had the temerity to try to free their comrades. Those particular instances were most amusing as the so-called “comrade” eventually turned on his former friends with a homicidal rage induced by the insanity of extra-planar incarceration.</p><p></p><p>In either scenario, his attention was not required. His efforts turned to Adimarchus once again.</p><p></p><p>----------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>The sounds of blades clashing were interrupted by . . . singing.</p><p></p><p>Descending from above, perhaps in time to save the few, bloodied Farastus remaining, came a bloated six-armed Kelubar Demodand serenading until its lungs turned blue. Before the Bright Axes could register what was going on, let alone how to respond, the air around Rusty, Ike, Grimm, and Kiko was filled with a familiar stench of an <em>acid fog</em>.</p><p></p><p>Ike and Kiko didn’t seem to mind too much as they continued to rain deadly blows, finishing off the Farastus. Rusty, on the other hand, found himself in a sticky situation as his battle-axe clung to the ichor secreted by the Hexavog. Grimm, imbued with a <em>freedom of movement</em>, was unaffected by the fog as his spiked chain pierced the Demodand’s putrid flesh.</p><p></p><p>The confusion was ended by Nidrama, who finally contributed a <em>greater dispelling</em> to destroy the <em>acid fog</em>. </p><p></p><p>As the Hexavog fell, Houshang stared at the Movanic Deva with resentment as the fires of envy burned in his eyes. </p><p></p><p><em>Such magic is far beyond the power of a mere Deva. I must watch this one very closely, she may prove useful to me yet.</em></p><p></p><p>----------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Tilly felt like a halfling pickpocket in a carnival. There were endless rows of cells in Skullrot, all behind locked doors – and shoddily locked ones, he noticed, particularly for an extraplanar prison. Logically, he knew behind each door likely lurked a stark raving mad Outsider filled with thoughts of murder and mayhem. However, the Rogue in him considered other possibilities – perhaps vast treasure left behind after a prisoner’s remains had long since decayed into nothingness.</p><p></p><p>“Um . . . Halfling, I don’t think it is wise to randomly open cells in trans-planar sanitariums,” Houshang, cold and calculating, had no wish to roll the dice in such a fashion.</p><p></p><p>However, the lock had already “clicked” by the time the Red Wizard had completed his sentence. Gingerly, like an adventurer kicking down his first door, Tilly slowly pushed the door in.</p><p></p><p>In the corner of the dank, dirty cell sat a dark, bloated figure. The only sounds were a faint giggling and chains clattering. Suddenly, Tilly was surrounded by acidic vapors.</p><p></p><p>“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!”</p><p></p><p>Slamming the door in the Kelubar’s face, Tilly’s agony was cut short by a merciful <em>dispel</em> from Dalthon.</p><p></p><p>“Perhaps a more tactful approach would be in order.”</p><p></p><p>----------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>As the party waited at the end of the hall, Grimm moved around the corner alone. The particular door he was approaching was filled with some type of exotic lettering. Despite the best efforts of the group’s planar scholars, they could not piece together what the word meant.</p><p></p><p>Instead of subjecting the entire party to a nasty surprise, the Planar Champion volunteered to be the guinea pig. Dalthon <em>knocked</em> the door from a distance as it sprung open. Gingerly, Grimm peered around the corner . . . only to be enveloped in an <em>acid fog</em> yet again.</p><p></p><p>“Damn it!”</p><p></p><p>While the party was occupied with their friend's predicament, Ike's attention was directed to a laboratory off in the distance. As he examined it, he began to feel a strange sense of deja vu.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gfunk, post: 2528267, member: 1813"] [B][U]Welcome to Where Time Stands Still, No One Leaves and No One Will[/U][/B][U][/U] He only had to bear the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune for a few moments longer. After countless years as the helpless recipient of torture from the Lichfiend, the Prince of Madness was about to cast off his shackles. His saviors had finally arrived. ---------------------------------------------- Much larger and, in Nidrama’s estimation, more impressive than Harrowfell, Skullrot looked every bit the prison. Constructed from the same black granite as Harrowfell, that was where the similarities ended. A huge central tower arose from the center and reached the sky beyond even where the Bright Axes could see. Jutting from various levels on Skullrot were black cages which presumably held various planar denizens though it was too far away for details. “No need fer subtleties any more laddies! I say we kick down the friggin’ door and clean out everythin’ and everyone until ‘Marcus is dead at our feet? What do ye say?” Having been tormented by Adimarchus and his minions for so long, there was not a squeak of protest at the dwarf’s audacious plan. Nidrama had to be most careful here. Perhaps she was aiding them too much, providing them a crutch. Really, she had meant to observe them closely to better appraise their strengths and weaknesses. That plan had fallen apart upon Vhalantru’s arrival. However, she promised herself she would show more restraint . . . that is until they met Adimarchus. ---------------------------------------------- The door flashed green for a moment after Dalthon’s [I]disintegrate[/I] lanced through it. The party found themselves face to face with an old foe – a dozen Farastu Demodands. Kiko tumbled through the remains of the door first, directly into the thick of the gangly creatures and began pounding away with his Stone Giant-sized fists. As Tilly and Rusty joined the fray, they were not terribly surprised to learn that their [I]invisibility[/I] spells ceased functioning. An [I]invisibility purge[/I] tied to an [I]unhallow[/I] had become a familiar staple when assaulting enemy strongholds. Ike charged in next, delighting in the cracked bones that resulted from the powerful blows of his warhammer. It was only after Dalthon [I]disintegrated[/I] another Demodand, that the stunned creatures began to respond. Many [I]summoned[/I] their fellows as others tried to [I]dispel[/I] as much magic on the intruders as possible. Rusty floated to the ground and Tilly felt his [I]stoneskin[/I] expire. Using his ability to sculpt spells, Houshang was able to [I]dispel[/I] all of the summoned Demodands while avoiding affecting his comrades. Grimm was the last to wade into battle but, as always, his presence was felt most acutely as a pair of injured Farastu’s fell to the ground. Black tentacles erupted from the ground as Dalthon seized as many Demodands as he could. Though they were far too slippery to be grappled by the [I]Evard’s[/I], between Rusty, Ike, Grimm, and Tilly a Tarterian chef salad was served up in no time flat. ---------------------------------------------- The Dark Myrakul’s attention snapped away from the whining, pathetic caged Solar before him to the combat raging below. It was not uncommon for demons and the like to try to invade Skullrot, generally for collecting slaves. In a few instances, mortals from the Prime actually had the temerity to try to free their comrades. Those particular instances were most amusing as the so-called “comrade” eventually turned on his former friends with a homicidal rage induced by the insanity of extra-planar incarceration. In either scenario, his attention was not required. His efforts turned to Adimarchus once again. ---------------------------------------------- The sounds of blades clashing were interrupted by . . . singing. Descending from above, perhaps in time to save the few, bloodied Farastus remaining, came a bloated six-armed Kelubar Demodand serenading until its lungs turned blue. Before the Bright Axes could register what was going on, let alone how to respond, the air around Rusty, Ike, Grimm, and Kiko was filled with a familiar stench of an [I]acid fog[/I]. Ike and Kiko didn’t seem to mind too much as they continued to rain deadly blows, finishing off the Farastus. Rusty, on the other hand, found himself in a sticky situation as his battle-axe clung to the ichor secreted by the Hexavog. Grimm, imbued with a [I]freedom of movement[/I], was unaffected by the fog as his spiked chain pierced the Demodand’s putrid flesh. The confusion was ended by Nidrama, who finally contributed a [I]greater dispelling[/I] to destroy the [I]acid fog[/I]. As the Hexavog fell, Houshang stared at the Movanic Deva with resentment as the fires of envy burned in his eyes. [I]Such magic is far beyond the power of a mere Deva. I must watch this one very closely, she may prove useful to me yet.[/I] ---------------------------------------------- Tilly felt like a halfling pickpocket in a carnival. There were endless rows of cells in Skullrot, all behind locked doors – and shoddily locked ones, he noticed, particularly for an extraplanar prison. Logically, he knew behind each door likely lurked a stark raving mad Outsider filled with thoughts of murder and mayhem. However, the Rogue in him considered other possibilities – perhaps vast treasure left behind after a prisoner’s remains had long since decayed into nothingness. “Um . . . Halfling, I don’t think it is wise to randomly open cells in trans-planar sanitariums,” Houshang, cold and calculating, had no wish to roll the dice in such a fashion. However, the lock had already “clicked” by the time the Red Wizard had completed his sentence. Gingerly, like an adventurer kicking down his first door, Tilly slowly pushed the door in. In the corner of the dank, dirty cell sat a dark, bloated figure. The only sounds were a faint giggling and chains clattering. Suddenly, Tilly was surrounded by acidic vapors. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Slamming the door in the Kelubar’s face, Tilly’s agony was cut short by a merciful [I]dispel[/I] from Dalthon. “Perhaps a more tactful approach would be in order.” ---------------------------------------------- As the party waited at the end of the hall, Grimm moved around the corner alone. The particular door he was approaching was filled with some type of exotic lettering. Despite the best efforts of the group’s planar scholars, they could not piece together what the word meant. Instead of subjecting the entire party to a nasty surprise, the Planar Champion volunteered to be the guinea pig. Dalthon [I]knocked[/I] the door from a distance as it sprung open. Gingerly, Grimm peered around the corner . . . only to be enveloped in an [I]acid fog[/I] yet again. “Damn it!” While the party was occupied with their friend's predicament, Ike's attention was directed to a laboratory off in the distance. As he examined it, he began to feel a strange sense of deja vu. [/QUOTE]
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