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<blockquote data-quote="maddman75" data-source="post: 228243" data-attributes="member: 2673">Things in the DarkThe group needed to know what was going on.&nbsp; They met a young cleric of Heironeous named Jelar who was visiting Curate Malken.&nbsp; He agreed to help them find out what was happening.&nbsp; They decided to break into the Lord's offices to look for some clue.&nbsp; Jellyroll took to the shadows and Rytalyn planned to become invisible.&nbsp; Latheril and Jelar stayed a few blocks back.&nbsp; Far enough not to arouse suspicion, but close enough to come running if anything happened.They were about halfway there when four town roughs came up to the two women.&nbsp; &quot;Where do you ladies think you are going?&quot;They tried to get the ruffians to leave them be, but they were determined.&nbsp; Latherial managed to catch up unnoticed and grabbed one of them by the shoulder.&nbsp; &quot;I beleive she told you to leave her be.&quot;The youth spun around and hissed, revealing inch long incisors.&nbsp; Latherial drew his sword and plunged it into the vampire.It was hurt, but still fighting.&nbsp; It locked his gaze and he felt its cold will pressing over his mind.&nbsp; Rytalyn called within herself for the energy, and lightning burst from her fingertips into two of the undead.&nbsp; They were smoking, but didn't seem overly bothered about it.&nbsp; Jellyroll pulled out her bow and tried to back up to get a shot, but one of them was right in her face.Jelar was struggling to join the fray, but the cleric wasn't the fastest runner on Oerth.&nbsp; The fight stared going badly, with Latherial and two vampires on Rytalyn and two attacking Jellyroll.Out of the darkness strode a figure.&nbsp; He pulled two silver daggers and began twisting and slicing through the undead, dropping one of them immedietly.&nbsp; The others broke, running for the alleyways.&nbsp; He locked his eyes with Latherial and overcame the vampires' charm.&quot;Okay, and who are you?&quot;&nbsp; asked Rytalyn.&quot;Larkin.&quot;&quot;Why did you help us?&quot;&quot;I hunt.&nbsp; I do what I can to ruin the day of his minions.&quot;&quot;Whose?&nbsp; Someone is leading these vampires?&quot;&quot;The cleric in the tower.&nbsp; I don't like him, so I do what I can to make his life unpleasant.&nbsp; Little as that may be.&nbsp; I'll be going now.&quot;Without a sound, the figure vanished back into the shadows.&nbsp; Wondering how the vampires were connected with the Lord and his new mistress (maybe she was a vampire?), the evil cleric, this vigilante vampire stalking the town, and the mind flayer was a bit too much for one night.&nbsp; They returned to town for some ale and some sleep.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="maddman75, post: 228243, member: 2673"] Things in the Dark The group needed to know what was going on. They met a young cleric of Heironeous named Jelar who was visiting Curate Malken. He agreed to help them find out what was happening. They decided to break into the Lord's offices to look for some clue. Jellyroll took to the shadows and Rytalyn planned to become invisible. Latheril and Jelar stayed a few blocks back. Far enough not to arouse suspicion, but close enough to come running if anything happened. They were about halfway there when four town roughs came up to the two women. "Where do you ladies think you are going?" They tried to get the ruffians to leave them be, but they were determined. Latherial managed to catch up unnoticed and grabbed one of them by the shoulder. "I beleive she told you to leave her be." The youth spun around and hissed, revealing inch long incisors. Latherial drew his sword and plunged it into the vampire. It was hurt, but still fighting. It locked his gaze and he felt its cold will pressing over his mind. Rytalyn called within herself for the energy, and lightning burst from her fingertips into two of the undead. They were smoking, but didn't seem overly bothered about it. Jellyroll pulled out her bow and tried to back up to get a shot, but one of them was right in her face. Jelar was struggling to join the fray, but the cleric wasn't the fastest runner on Oerth. The fight stared going badly, with Latherial and two vampires on Rytalyn and two attacking Jellyroll. Out of the darkness strode a figure. He pulled two silver daggers and began twisting and slicing through the undead, dropping one of them immedietly. The others broke, running for the alleyways. He locked his eyes with Latherial and overcame the vampires' charm. "Okay, and who are you?" asked Rytalyn. "Larkin." "Why did you help us?" "I hunt. I do what I can to ruin the day of his minions." "Whose? Someone is leading these vampires?" "The cleric in the tower. I don't like him, so I do what I can to make his life unpleasant. Little as that may be. I'll be going now." Without a sound, the figure vanished back into the shadows. Wondering how the vampires were connected with the Lord and his new mistress (maybe she was a vampire?), the evil cleric, this vigilante vampire stalking the town, and the mind flayer was a bit too much for one night. They returned to town for some ale and some sleep. [/QUOTE]

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