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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jeremy" data-source="post: 189065" data-attributes="member: 4036">As Khuuld breaks the cover of forest he is greeted by a beautiful stretching plain of about knee-high grass that shimmers and waves in the wind with the golden light of the noon-day sun.  It is quite beautiful despite what he has been told is out there.Some stealthy creeping along later he comes across several groups and clusters of twisted humanoids who for all intents and purposes, seem to be on patrol...  Two ogres and a handful of goblins here, twenty-odd goblins over there, and a single ogre accompanied by six goblins in another place.  Slipping expertly along through the grass, Khuuld--egged on by the ever present whispering in his head, decides that he can take the ogre and his goblin friends..  With a roar in the goblin's own language he charges out of hiding and in one mighty swing cleaves through two of the goblins, sending them to meet their maker.  An equally feral roar bellows from the ogre as it raises its tree-sized club to smash down on the barbarian.Khuuld's head snaps around, gore covered with goblin club just in time to catch the club full across the chest.*CRACK*The sound of one's own ribs breaking is never a pleasant sound.The goblins don't know what to do.  Not only can this monstrously huge for an elf creature apparently kill two of them at a time, but it can also stand up to the ogre's blows..  They circle him and prod at him with short spears but do not risk coming into his range by actually striking at him.Khuuld coughs blood up in the ogre's face as his vision clouds over and rage overtakes him.  His greatsword arcs through the air and cleaves under and upwards into the side of the hulking ogre.  Blood sprays as the ogre brings his own answering blow down upon Khuuld's shoulders, dropping him and the ogre to their knees.  Seconds away from eternity, Khuuld turns on his knees bringing his massive sword from the ground behind him, over his head as he stands and all the way in a huge circle around to the gasping ogre, cleaving him from collarbone to sternum.Goblins scatter everywhere.Screaming, Khuuld chases one down and leaves little remaining that resembles a goblin after one tremendous blow.  He staggers, panting, towards the edge of the forest and collapses as his anger and his life blood leave him.  "Show....ed.. hi.m..  Heh..*errk*"  Khuuld passes into the dead sleep of oblivion as the pain catches up to him.As his rage ends and the temporary hit points fade away, Khuuld is at -6 alone just barely inside the forest.  2 failed and 1 successful stabilization checks later his body stabilizes at -8 inches away from death from massive internal bleeding.  Frederick's player begins breathing again.[Edit:  Grrrrr.  This is the problem with trying to backlog a campaign that consists of 12 hour sessions that occurred so long ago, something always gets left out.  Equitus is the god of Justice whom Frederick serves.  Frederick sought a vision after the events in the ruined temple and came to believe that in order that Justice be done and the wrongs done there righted, Khuuld must undo what was done.  It was Frederick's belief at the time that if Khuuld should die, whatever evil ritual was completed in the ruined temple would become irreversible.  He was not far from wrong, though not in the way he thought.]Meanwhile, Collin and Tylette have consulted first with Celethiel and then gained admittance to the almost empty feeling palace.  Unseen Servants marked by liveried tunics carried construction supplies and blue prints to and fro between huge scaffoldings erected around the ruined towers of the palace.  Actual living, breathing elves were few and far between.  Managing to question one such, they discovered that the High Priest Edoath was currently tending to the Crown Prince in a room adjacent to the throne room.  The elf directed one of the floating tunics to escort them.They left the courtyard and entered a well-appointed building in the complex walking down plush carpeted hallways lined by paintings, tapestry, vases, and sculpture of equisite otherworldly beauty, but again, their padded footsteps echoed hollow in such an empty place.  Silence permeated everything.Frederick meanwhile had been directed to a somewhat lively half-elven gentleman who lived on the southwest side of the capital.  He introduced himself as Voviel and after setting down a bright haired little girl with huge eyes, he sold Frederick a wagon and supplies for the ship and it's crew.Back at the palace, Collan and Tylette crossed a grand conference room with a great oaken table to a small room with a little desk and a canopied bed infront of which stood the High Priest Edoath.</blockquote>

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