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Medriev's FR Keep on the Shadowfell - Concluded Nov 7
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<blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4533173" data-attributes="member: 21864"><p><strong>Chapter 21 - The End of the Beginning (Part 4)</strong></p><p></p><p>Beyond the priest, Erlmoor’s blade flared brightly as he struck at the warrior before him and drove him back. Enlishia spun on the spot and moved towards the dragonborn, drawing her enemies with her. Litiraan loosed a silver bolt of energy into the chest of the mercenary and then retreated himself, circling around to the south, the way that Lavren and Telkya had gone. The vampire and the Axeman leapt forward at the same time in response, both attacking Enlishia. Claws tore at the ranger’s right arm and an axe blade tore down the side of her right arm. She cried out and retreated another step, all the while glancing back nervously at the pit behind her. The fierce warrior raged forward at Enlishia now while behind her, the other mercenary rushed at Erlmoor, his axe cutting into the dragonborn’s hip from the left.</p><p></p><p>Lavren ducked to his right as a coiling bolt of shadow lanced out from the dark priest’s hand towards the elf. Telkya loosed golden light from her holy symbol and then charged the priest with her sword in her hand. Lavren called flame from within the priest, setting his robes aflame and then drew his blade with his free hand and charged the priest.</p><p></p><p>Erlmoor roared and sprayed acid before slashing his blade across his enemy’s shoulder. The berserker mercenary roared in reply but Erlmoor danced back out of his reach to join Enlishia in her battle against the vampire and the second warrior. The ranger and the paladin fought back to back then, keeping three foes at bay with sheer determination and fury. Lavren and Telkya looked up from their battle with the priest and wondered at the skill of their two companions. Then the dark priest lashed out with the last of his fury and sent Telkya reeling.</p><p></p><p>Dulvarna staggered as she forced the vampire back from her once more. The creature had weakened her with repeated assaults and though the claw wounds it inflicted were small, each sapped a little more of her strength. With a feral roar, Dulvarna surged forward, lashing out with her blade and cutting across the chest of the dark creeper before plunging the blade into the side of the vampire. The creature collapsed before her, spilling its blood into the ever-growing flow. She swatted the dark creeper’s dagger aside and rounded on it fiercely. For the first time, she saw fear in the eyes of the shadow creature as she advance don it without relenting.</p><p></p><p>Telkya darted in at the priest from his right with her blade and he turned to parry her sword with his mace. He drove the blade down into the floor and began to smile but as he did so, his mouth filled with blood. He looked down and saw Lavren’s sword protruding from her belly, having been driven in through his kidney as he turned to parry. Desperately, the priest lashed out, roaring his defiance as he did so but Telkya and Lavren leapt back. Lifestealer tore through the priest’s side and he collapsed in the torrent of blood beside the dark pit, his own blood and entrails merging with those of his sacrifices. The priest smiled at the grim irony and then collapsed in the crimson stream.</p><p></p><p>Erlmoor drove his blade in low and stabbed its point into the hip of the berserker mercenary before him. The warrior roared in response and lashed out with his axe, slashing the blade in under the dragonborn’s arm and driving the plate of his armour there painfully into his ribs. Behind the paladin, a silver bolt struck the other mercenary as Litiraan entered the cathedral again from the south but it was not enough to save Enlishia. The last vampire leapt upon her again, tearing at her throat with claws and teeth, desperately seeking her lifeblood. Desperately, the ranger tried to shake off the creature but then pain exploded at the bottom of her back and she knew that her mercenary foe had struck her again. She cried out as she felt warm blood flow down from the wound and then dizziness assailed her. Dizziness became blackness and she fell to the stone floor beside the blood stream. Erlmoor turned as Enlishia cried out but then realised that he had made a terrible mistake. The axe of his own foe drove into his thigh and he all but fell as he twisted around to face his enemy again. Erlmoor roared his defiance to all three enemies he faced. And then they came for him.</p><p></p><p>Dulvarna saw Enlishia fall and gave her own guttural cry of defiance before slashing her blade in low at the dark creeper’s leg. It screeched as her blade cut into the side of its knee and as it staggered, the warrior woman raised her blade, looped it around and swept it in at the shadow creature’s throat. The blade swept through the dark creeper’s neck and beheaded it before it ever had chance to raise its knife. Dulvarna charged at the last vampire with her blade held high as Telkya and Dulvarna charged into battle from the other side. Erlmoor roared again and then began to pray loudly to Lathander as he struck at the mercenary before him, drawing more blood and driving the warrior back a step. On the floor, Enlishia’s eyes flicked open as she heard Erlmoor’s prayer and knew that it was fore her as well as for him. She looked around without moving her head and surveyed the scene as she focused on gathering enough strength to rejoin the battle. Grasping her sword firmly, Enlishia waited for her moment.</p><p></p><p>Litiraan splashed into the blood stream to where the priest lay and then leveled his wand at Erlmoor’s enemy. A silver bolt lanced out and struck the berserker in the side. The warrior staggered and then lashed out wildly at Erlmoor. The dragonborn roared his defiance and made to lash out at his enemy but as he did so, Lavren drove his blade into the side of the warrior. Turning, the elf pitched the warrior over the side into the black pit. Elf and dragonborn turned to see that Telkya stood over the other warrior, now slain before her and Dulvarna stood over the last decapitated vampire.</p><p>“Might as well have announced us as guests,” said Enlishia to Lavren as she rose unsteadily from the floor.</p><p>“Always good to make an entrance,” answered Lavren with a smile. He looked over to the chains and realised their next course. He was not looking forward to it.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Medriev, post: 4533173, member: 21864"] [b]Chapter 21 - The End of the Beginning (Part 4)[/b] Beyond the priest, Erlmoor’s blade flared brightly as he struck at the warrior before him and drove him back. Enlishia spun on the spot and moved towards the dragonborn, drawing her enemies with her. Litiraan loosed a silver bolt of energy into the chest of the mercenary and then retreated himself, circling around to the south, the way that Lavren and Telkya had gone. The vampire and the Axeman leapt forward at the same time in response, both attacking Enlishia. Claws tore at the ranger’s right arm and an axe blade tore down the side of her right arm. She cried out and retreated another step, all the while glancing back nervously at the pit behind her. The fierce warrior raged forward at Enlishia now while behind her, the other mercenary rushed at Erlmoor, his axe cutting into the dragonborn’s hip from the left. Lavren ducked to his right as a coiling bolt of shadow lanced out from the dark priest’s hand towards the elf. Telkya loosed golden light from her holy symbol and then charged the priest with her sword in her hand. Lavren called flame from within the priest, setting his robes aflame and then drew his blade with his free hand and charged the priest. Erlmoor roared and sprayed acid before slashing his blade across his enemy’s shoulder. The berserker mercenary roared in reply but Erlmoor danced back out of his reach to join Enlishia in her battle against the vampire and the second warrior. The ranger and the paladin fought back to back then, keeping three foes at bay with sheer determination and fury. Lavren and Telkya looked up from their battle with the priest and wondered at the skill of their two companions. Then the dark priest lashed out with the last of his fury and sent Telkya reeling. Dulvarna staggered as she forced the vampire back from her once more. The creature had weakened her with repeated assaults and though the claw wounds it inflicted were small, each sapped a little more of her strength. With a feral roar, Dulvarna surged forward, lashing out with her blade and cutting across the chest of the dark creeper before plunging the blade into the side of the vampire. The creature collapsed before her, spilling its blood into the ever-growing flow. She swatted the dark creeper’s dagger aside and rounded on it fiercely. For the first time, she saw fear in the eyes of the shadow creature as she advance don it without relenting. Telkya darted in at the priest from his right with her blade and he turned to parry her sword with his mace. He drove the blade down into the floor and began to smile but as he did so, his mouth filled with blood. He looked down and saw Lavren’s sword protruding from her belly, having been driven in through his kidney as he turned to parry. Desperately, the priest lashed out, roaring his defiance as he did so but Telkya and Lavren leapt back. Lifestealer tore through the priest’s side and he collapsed in the torrent of blood beside the dark pit, his own blood and entrails merging with those of his sacrifices. The priest smiled at the grim irony and then collapsed in the crimson stream. Erlmoor drove his blade in low and stabbed its point into the hip of the berserker mercenary before him. The warrior roared in response and lashed out with his axe, slashing the blade in under the dragonborn’s arm and driving the plate of his armour there painfully into his ribs. Behind the paladin, a silver bolt struck the other mercenary as Litiraan entered the cathedral again from the south but it was not enough to save Enlishia. The last vampire leapt upon her again, tearing at her throat with claws and teeth, desperately seeking her lifeblood. Desperately, the ranger tried to shake off the creature but then pain exploded at the bottom of her back and she knew that her mercenary foe had struck her again. She cried out as she felt warm blood flow down from the wound and then dizziness assailed her. Dizziness became blackness and she fell to the stone floor beside the blood stream. Erlmoor turned as Enlishia cried out but then realised that he had made a terrible mistake. The axe of his own foe drove into his thigh and he all but fell as he twisted around to face his enemy again. Erlmoor roared his defiance to all three enemies he faced. And then they came for him. Dulvarna saw Enlishia fall and gave her own guttural cry of defiance before slashing her blade in low at the dark creeper’s leg. It screeched as her blade cut into the side of its knee and as it staggered, the warrior woman raised her blade, looped it around and swept it in at the shadow creature’s throat. The blade swept through the dark creeper’s neck and beheaded it before it ever had chance to raise its knife. Dulvarna charged at the last vampire with her blade held high as Telkya and Dulvarna charged into battle from the other side. Erlmoor roared again and then began to pray loudly to Lathander as he struck at the mercenary before him, drawing more blood and driving the warrior back a step. On the floor, Enlishia’s eyes flicked open as she heard Erlmoor’s prayer and knew that it was fore her as well as for him. She looked around without moving her head and surveyed the scene as she focused on gathering enough strength to rejoin the battle. Grasping her sword firmly, Enlishia waited for her moment. Litiraan splashed into the blood stream to where the priest lay and then leveled his wand at Erlmoor’s enemy. A silver bolt lanced out and struck the berserker in the side. The warrior staggered and then lashed out wildly at Erlmoor. The dragonborn roared his defiance and made to lash out at his enemy but as he did so, Lavren drove his blade into the side of the warrior. Turning, the elf pitched the warrior over the side into the black pit. Elf and dragonborn turned to see that Telkya stood over the other warrior, now slain before her and Dulvarna stood over the last decapitated vampire. “Might as well have announced us as guests,” said Enlishia to Lavren as she rose unsteadily from the floor. “Always good to make an entrance,” answered Lavren with a smile. He looked over to the chains and realised their next course. He was not looking forward to it. [/QUOTE]
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