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<blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4799850" data-attributes="member: 21864"><p><strong>Chapter 8 - Ambush of the Outcasts (Part 2)</strong></p><p></p><p>They followed the southern passage out of the monolith chamber until, after a short way, it widened into a long, hooked corridor. A number of mirrors hung on the outer wall and a set of doubled doors pierced the opposite wall, across from the mirrors. From beyond the wall to the right came a shrill screech and the companions raised their weapons but they knew not from which direction their foes, if they were foes, would come. Suddenly, from the mirror in front of them at the far end of the corridor came a glowing amber ball no larger than a child’s marble. It flew like an arrow towards Dulvarna and Erlmoor.</p><p>“Take cover!” Litiraan shouted, just as the ball reached the group and exploded into searing flame.</p><p></p><p>Only Telkya managed to throw herself aside and as she did, she unwittingly exposed Enlishia to the full blast of flame as it tore through the group. All were burned and had their clothes singed but they recovered quickly and began to look around for the unseen enemy that had attacked them. Litiraan raised his wand and moved warily down the east wall of the corridor until he stood opposite the doors and Telkya followed him. Erlmoor rushed to the doors and, putting up his blade, he pulled them open. Within was a sleeping chamber with two beds and a table while in the centre, drawing blades for battle, stood three athletic humanoids covered with ebon scales. Each had reddish horns and leathery wings and as they turned their gazes upon the dragonborn, their eyes glowed with hell’s fiery hate.</p><p>“In here!” Erlmoor called to the others and Enlishia came forward at once with her bow raised.</p><p>“Cambions,” the ranger remarked as she crossed behind Erlmoor and took aim. “Half-devils born of women or succubi.” </p><p></p><p>She snarled and loosed an arrow that flew just past the cambion closest to the door but before the arrow could clatter into the opposite wall of the chamber, she raised her bow again. This time, the arrow drove into the cambion’s shoulder and drove it back a step. One of the creatures raised its blade and charged at Erlmoor while the wounded one recovered but just as it reached the dragonborn, Lavren came forward with his wand. A bolt of black energy lanced out and struck the cambion in the chest, halting its charge and sending it reeling into the wall of the doorway. The wounded cambion recovered quickly and charged to join its companion, spinning a huge greatsword above its head before slashing the blade down toward Erlmoor’s shoulder. Just before the blade struck, it burst into flames and then seared into the dragonborn’s flesh with terrifying ease. Erlmoor grunted in pain and fell back a step into the corridor but he raised his blade to defend himself, determined not to give more ground.</p><p></p><p>Dulvarna rushed to aid the paladin, lashing her blade from left to right and cutting a deep wound in the arm of the cambion that Enlishia had wounded. Behind her, Litiraan moved along the wall to aid her with his wand but as he did, a bolt of flame flew forth from the mirror on the south wall of the corridor and struck him in the chest, throwing him into the wall of the corridor. He raised his wand anyway but as he did, a dark and shadowy figure covered in a black, hooded cloak crept around the corner to the south. He turned his wand on this newcomer instead and loosed a silver bolt quickly that struck the wall next to it.</p><p>“A dark one!” he called to others as he recognised the creature and both Telkya and Enlishia turned towards the new enemy.</p><p></p><p>Telkya saw her brother’s plight and with sword and amulet in hand, she moved to aid him. Raising her symbol of Corellon, she uttered a prayer and sent forth a bolt of golden light that flew past the skulking dark one and struck the south wall next to one of the mirrors. She cursed and then raised her blade to defend herself from the creature’s inevitable charge.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Medriev, post: 4799850, member: 21864"] [b]Chapter 8 - Ambush of the Outcasts (Part 2)[/b] They followed the southern passage out of the monolith chamber until, after a short way, it widened into a long, hooked corridor. A number of mirrors hung on the outer wall and a set of doubled doors pierced the opposite wall, across from the mirrors. From beyond the wall to the right came a shrill screech and the companions raised their weapons but they knew not from which direction their foes, if they were foes, would come. Suddenly, from the mirror in front of them at the far end of the corridor came a glowing amber ball no larger than a child’s marble. It flew like an arrow towards Dulvarna and Erlmoor. “Take cover!” Litiraan shouted, just as the ball reached the group and exploded into searing flame. Only Telkya managed to throw herself aside and as she did, she unwittingly exposed Enlishia to the full blast of flame as it tore through the group. All were burned and had their clothes singed but they recovered quickly and began to look around for the unseen enemy that had attacked them. Litiraan raised his wand and moved warily down the east wall of the corridor until he stood opposite the doors and Telkya followed him. Erlmoor rushed to the doors and, putting up his blade, he pulled them open. Within was a sleeping chamber with two beds and a table while in the centre, drawing blades for battle, stood three athletic humanoids covered with ebon scales. Each had reddish horns and leathery wings and as they turned their gazes upon the dragonborn, their eyes glowed with hell’s fiery hate. “In here!” Erlmoor called to the others and Enlishia came forward at once with her bow raised. “Cambions,” the ranger remarked as she crossed behind Erlmoor and took aim. “Half-devils born of women or succubi.” She snarled and loosed an arrow that flew just past the cambion closest to the door but before the arrow could clatter into the opposite wall of the chamber, she raised her bow again. This time, the arrow drove into the cambion’s shoulder and drove it back a step. One of the creatures raised its blade and charged at Erlmoor while the wounded one recovered but just as it reached the dragonborn, Lavren came forward with his wand. A bolt of black energy lanced out and struck the cambion in the chest, halting its charge and sending it reeling into the wall of the doorway. The wounded cambion recovered quickly and charged to join its companion, spinning a huge greatsword above its head before slashing the blade down toward Erlmoor’s shoulder. Just before the blade struck, it burst into flames and then seared into the dragonborn’s flesh with terrifying ease. Erlmoor grunted in pain and fell back a step into the corridor but he raised his blade to defend himself, determined not to give more ground. Dulvarna rushed to aid the paladin, lashing her blade from left to right and cutting a deep wound in the arm of the cambion that Enlishia had wounded. Behind her, Litiraan moved along the wall to aid her with his wand but as he did, a bolt of flame flew forth from the mirror on the south wall of the corridor and struck him in the chest, throwing him into the wall of the corridor. He raised his wand anyway but as he did, a dark and shadowy figure covered in a black, hooded cloak crept around the corner to the south. He turned his wand on this newcomer instead and loosed a silver bolt quickly that struck the wall next to it. “A dark one!” he called to others as he recognised the creature and both Telkya and Enlishia turned towards the new enemy. Telkya saw her brother’s plight and with sword and amulet in hand, she moved to aid him. Raising her symbol of Corellon, she uttered a prayer and sent forth a bolt of golden light that flew past the skulking dark one and struck the south wall next to one of the mirrors. She cursed and then raised her blade to defend herself from the creature’s inevitable charge. [/QUOTE]
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