Last Stand of the Dorinthians (Chapter 4- The Second Invasion)

"They haven't begun to pay enough for what they did. We ought to smash every last one of them to bone splinters, till we get to this Lord of the Mountain, then let it finish smashing whatever remains of them."

That said, Nikolos turns, and heads for the next globe.
 

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Caramip Ashhearth

"I have heard of tales that cursed creatures can rise even after being put down in their undead form. I hope these 'men' are not one and the same." She says to no one in particular. Not really like the situation they are in and having real no thought on what to do next. She instead defaults to what she has become accustomed to doing in situation like these, she follows Nik's lead.

After they make their way to the other Orb room, she looks up to him and ask, "You want the honors or should I?"


OOC: If Nik clears the Orb thats fine, or C-mip can do it. Or we can break them too!
 

"Caramip is right, Silas is right, gods damn it even I am right. I'm not one to back out of a fight, but I'd rather face a dozen enemies of flesh and blood than one of these cursed things I can't even hurt. I know you want vengeance Nikolos, but it's not your vengeance to take. If you're right about these elven pansies they wouldn't want you to use violence in their name, to taint their legacy by committing the greatest crime their race knew. They wouldn't even kill to save their own lives, so why would they want us to fight, kill and die for their sake?
I'm a hypochite saying these things, you all know me as an immoral bastard, but it doesn't change the fact that I have the moral high ground here."
Barok shrugs, heads for another crystal and touches it.
 

"These Locusi wiped out an entire race of beings who were the very definition of peace and goodness. That means you are right in one sense. The winged elves were doomed to be wiped out by someone, sometime. But you are very wrong about one key thing. That one thing makes all your other words pointless. These Locusi aren't being punished by the winged elves. They are being punished by their own evil. They've had thousands of years, with full access to these globes, to free themselves. Yet here they are, with no better thing to do then attack and threaten us. Even if we free them, assuming they all just don't go away, the first thing they are likely to do with their new-found freedom is wipe us out, if they can. It does seem to be their specialty." Looking down at Caramip, he squeezes her shoulder gently. "Go ahead, if you wish. If nothing else the magic of the globes is worth seeing."
 

Barok moves to the sphere in the southeast corner of the room and touches it, his body growing stiff and rigid while black, gray, and white swirling mists swirls rapidly beneath his hand.

Barok
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You find yourself inside a corridor whose walls are made of wooden panels, and also aflame. Although you seem to have teleported here, all your equipment is still in your possession. A number of humans run past you in desperation, their flight taking them at the end of the passage where a flickering yellow cylinder of light glows on the ground with a pulsing magical aura. As each human enters the cylinder they disappear, as if transported away, but the yellow light grows weaker with each fleeing person. As you turn you can see what they fear... a small group of gnolls charges down the flaming corridor with raised clubs. You quickly move to follow the crowd and flee the creatures, but find yourself trailing the group and by the time you get to the glowing circle the magical teleporter seems barely functioning, its light flickering weakly. You doubt it has more than one more charge of magic left, and as you look you see that there are only two humans left. Yourself, and a small and scared five year old boy... the gnolls are now only 50 feet away.
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Caramip Ashearth

With a weary smile to smile to her friend, she walks over to mystical orb and touches it's cold surface with her nervous like hands.
 



Caramip goes to touch the sphere in the room to the northeast and her body, too, becomes rigid...

Caramip
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It seems you have been teleported into a large, but neglected farm field. A small plow and a box filled with seed and various tools rests next to you in a small shed, although the house it is attached to is in a sorry state and looks as if it has been gutted of anything worthwhile. As you take another look around you notice that there are several well-tended and richer fields nearby that have strong plants growing from their soil and valuables on display in the windows. There is no activity in these other farms, so it may be possible to take a closer look around without disturbing anyone.
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Deuce Traveler said:
Barok
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You find yourself inside a corridor whose walls are made of wooden panels, and also aflame. Although you seem to have teleported here, all your equipment is still in your possession. A number of humans run past you in desperation, their flight taking them at the end of the passage where a flickering yellow cylinder of light glows on the ground with a pulsing magical aura. As each human enters the cylinder they disappear, as if transported away, but the yellow light grows weaker with each fleeing person. As you turn you can see what they fear... a small group of gnolls charges down the flaming corridor with raised clubs. You quickly move to follow the crowd and flee the creatures, but find yourself trailing the group and by the time you get to the glowing circle the magical teleporter seems barely functioning, its light flickering weakly. You doubt it has more than one more charge of magic left, and as you look you see that there are only two humans left. Yourself, and a small and scared five year old boy... the gnolls are now only 50 feet away.
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Does Barok recall where he really is? Is his mind manipulated in any way? If not he knows enough from seeing Nikolos reaction to the last orb to know it's all a test and that to succeed he needs only act morally to avoid all risk of real injury. The peace-loving elves would never create a directly deadly trap, after all. And if the elves were not so obviously peace loving in the tests Nikolos wouldn't have reacted so strongly to them.
ooc2: How tough do the gnolls look? Does he think he can defeat them or that fighting them would be suicidal?[/sblock]
 

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