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<blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4829222" data-attributes="member: 21864"><p><strong>Chapter 12 - A Measure of Revenge (Part 2)</strong></p><p></p><p>Telkya moved to stand beside her husband, uttering a prayer as she came. Golden light lanced forth from her amulet and struck the dragonborn in his left side driving him back another step away from Dulvarna and Thorn. Dulvarna surged forward after the dragonborn and lashed her blade into the side of his left leg. He limped back a step but then raised his blade again and as he did so, the door to the north behind him opened as did another somewhere else in the wide hall.</p><p>“You should have finished me while you had the chance,” the dragonborn sneered. “My allies are coming.”</p><p></p><p>A man appeared to the right of the companions with a club in his hand but Erlmoor paid him no mind and rushed at the bandit. He chanted a prayer as he charged and as his blade glowed brightly, he swung it out from right to left and drove it into the side of the blue-skinned dragonborn. Again the bandit staggered and lurched back but this time, his armour seemed to glow and as it did, it mended itself. Vren smiled at the paladin and then raised his blade above his head to bring it down on Dulvarna. The warrior woman brought her own blade up and met the dragonborn’s sword, holding it just above her head. The bandit snarled at her and then reeled away.</p><p>“To me, men!” he called out. “Your leader still stands and fights here. Rally to me!”</p><p></p><p>From the northern door came a man with a crossbow in his hands and a club on his belt. He rushed to the nearest pillar and took cover there while loading his weapon. Another man with a club circled around to the north and moved to aid his dragonborn leader. Enlishia saw his approach and circled around to the right to stand just in front and to the side of Telkya. She raised her bow and loosed one arrow toward Vren that flew wide and struck the wall but then she turned her bow on the newcomer. She aimed and loosed an arrow toward the man with the club, the shaft driving through the man’s throat. He staggered back, reached up toward the shaft that had pierced him and then fell dead to the stone floor.</p><p></p><p>Thorn leapt at the dragonborn but the bandit leader seemed to have regained much of his strength. He leapt to one side and the druid in wolf form landed clumsily next to him. Another man emerged from the northern room a moment later with a bolt already loaded in the crossbow he carried. He raised the weapon, aimed and let fly, the bolt driving into Erlmoor’s right arm. The dragonborn roared in pain and turned his gaze to regard this new threat. Lavren loosed a bolt of black energy at Vren but this, too, flew wide of the mark and the dragonborn snarled his derision at the efforts of the companions. More club-wielding men came from the north and from the east and for the first time in the battle, all the companions feared that it was turning against them.</p><p></p><p>Telkya turned her attention to the newcomers in the chamber and raised her voice in prayer to call down a column of light to burn the nearest crossbowman. The light descended from the ceiling of the chamber and engulfed the man, searing his skin and sending him reeling back behind the pillar with his companion. Dulvarna surged forward at the same time, her blade dancing back and forth before her. She lunged forward to strike at the dragonborn’s hip but at the last moment, he lashed his sword across and drove hers aside. To the left, a man with a club rushed at Erlmoor but the paladin was ready and leapt back, slashing his blade across where he had been standing to meet the clumsy swing. He lashed out with his blade to cut the man down but with surprising skill, the bandit leapt back and parried with his club. Erlmoor snarled his own derision then but then Vren came forward once more.</p><p></p><p>The bandit leader came at Dulvarna with a furious assault but the warrior woman met each blow with her own blade and held the dragonborn at bay. One of the crossbowmen moved from the pillar to the north to another further east and then fired his weapon, the bold driving into Lavren’s thigh. The elf cried out and staggered back and as he did, a man with a club rushed at Enlishia from the right. The ranger retreated, raised her bow and loosed an arrow that drove into the man’s chest, piercing his heart. He fell back and collapsed onto the stone floor, his blood pooling around him. Enlishia raised her bow again and loosed another arrow, this shaft driving into the side of the head of another of the club-wielding bandits. He too, collapsed to the stone floor, dead beside his companions.</p><p></p><p>To Enlishia’s left, Thorn retreated from the battle, his wolf form rising to its back legs and then shifting until the druid stood where the wolf had, scythe and totem stick in hand. He raised the totem stick high above his head and uttered an incantation. As he did, thunder seemed to roll from just behind Gharesh Vren and the bandits that now faught beside him. The thunder boomed and as it did, lightning lanced out toward the bandits. Two of the club wielders were struck and hurled across the floor to lie unmoving amogst their companions. Vren and one of the crossbowmen leapt back as the lightning lanced out and avoided the terrible wrath of nature. The crossbowman let loose his weapon a moment later, the bolt nicking Erlmoor’s cheek and momentarily dazing him. He took a step back and as he did, a bolt of black energy seared across in front of him and struck the side of the bandit leader. As Vren reeled and staggered, Telkya came forward and loosed a golden bolt of light that flew past the dragonborn and struck the wall next to him. He roared his defiance and then Dulvarna rushed at him.</p><p></p><p>The warrior woman came in at the bandit leader with renewed fury, her blade darting left and right and for each parry that the dragonborn managed, another blow crept through. Dulvarna’s blade slashed into the bandit’s right hip and his left thigh while nicking his flesh in several other places to leave him bleeding and weakened once more. Erlmoor rushed at Vren next, feinting to the left and then bringing his sword in low from the right to drive into the dragonborn’s shoulder. As the bandit leader spun away, the paladin spun on the spot himself and slashed his blade into his enemy’s side. Vren roared and lashed out wildly with his own sword but Dulvarna met it with her sword, bare inches from her face, and then forced the dragonborn away. From somewhere a crossbow clicked and Lavren cried out again as a bolt drove into his hip. Enlishia’s bow sang and two arrows flew past Vren to clatter into the wall but beyond it all, Thorn’s voice was raised in another incantation. A chill, icy wind rose up around the dragonborn and Gharesh Vren staggered to his right. The wind gusted again, slamming him into the wall and he fell to the stone floor, his head trailing blood down the wall.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Medriev, post: 4829222, member: 21864"] [b]Chapter 12 - A Measure of Revenge (Part 2)[/b] Telkya moved to stand beside her husband, uttering a prayer as she came. Golden light lanced forth from her amulet and struck the dragonborn in his left side driving him back another step away from Dulvarna and Thorn. Dulvarna surged forward after the dragonborn and lashed her blade into the side of his left leg. He limped back a step but then raised his blade again and as he did so, the door to the north behind him opened as did another somewhere else in the wide hall. “You should have finished me while you had the chance,” the dragonborn sneered. “My allies are coming.” A man appeared to the right of the companions with a club in his hand but Erlmoor paid him no mind and rushed at the bandit. He chanted a prayer as he charged and as his blade glowed brightly, he swung it out from right to left and drove it into the side of the blue-skinned dragonborn. Again the bandit staggered and lurched back but this time, his armour seemed to glow and as it did, it mended itself. Vren smiled at the paladin and then raised his blade above his head to bring it down on Dulvarna. The warrior woman brought her own blade up and met the dragonborn’s sword, holding it just above her head. The bandit snarled at her and then reeled away. “To me, men!” he called out. “Your leader still stands and fights here. Rally to me!” From the northern door came a man with a crossbow in his hands and a club on his belt. He rushed to the nearest pillar and took cover there while loading his weapon. Another man with a club circled around to the north and moved to aid his dragonborn leader. Enlishia saw his approach and circled around to the right to stand just in front and to the side of Telkya. She raised her bow and loosed one arrow toward Vren that flew wide and struck the wall but then she turned her bow on the newcomer. She aimed and loosed an arrow toward the man with the club, the shaft driving through the man’s throat. He staggered back, reached up toward the shaft that had pierced him and then fell dead to the stone floor. Thorn leapt at the dragonborn but the bandit leader seemed to have regained much of his strength. He leapt to one side and the druid in wolf form landed clumsily next to him. Another man emerged from the northern room a moment later with a bolt already loaded in the crossbow he carried. He raised the weapon, aimed and let fly, the bolt driving into Erlmoor’s right arm. The dragonborn roared in pain and turned his gaze to regard this new threat. Lavren loosed a bolt of black energy at Vren but this, too, flew wide of the mark and the dragonborn snarled his derision at the efforts of the companions. More club-wielding men came from the north and from the east and for the first time in the battle, all the companions feared that it was turning against them. Telkya turned her attention to the newcomers in the chamber and raised her voice in prayer to call down a column of light to burn the nearest crossbowman. The light descended from the ceiling of the chamber and engulfed the man, searing his skin and sending him reeling back behind the pillar with his companion. Dulvarna surged forward at the same time, her blade dancing back and forth before her. She lunged forward to strike at the dragonborn’s hip but at the last moment, he lashed his sword across and drove hers aside. To the left, a man with a club rushed at Erlmoor but the paladin was ready and leapt back, slashing his blade across where he had been standing to meet the clumsy swing. He lashed out with his blade to cut the man down but with surprising skill, the bandit leapt back and parried with his club. Erlmoor snarled his own derision then but then Vren came forward once more. The bandit leader came at Dulvarna with a furious assault but the warrior woman met each blow with her own blade and held the dragonborn at bay. One of the crossbowmen moved from the pillar to the north to another further east and then fired his weapon, the bold driving into Lavren’s thigh. The elf cried out and staggered back and as he did, a man with a club rushed at Enlishia from the right. The ranger retreated, raised her bow and loosed an arrow that drove into the man’s chest, piercing his heart. He fell back and collapsed onto the stone floor, his blood pooling around him. Enlishia raised her bow again and loosed another arrow, this shaft driving into the side of the head of another of the club-wielding bandits. He too, collapsed to the stone floor, dead beside his companions. To Enlishia’s left, Thorn retreated from the battle, his wolf form rising to its back legs and then shifting until the druid stood where the wolf had, scythe and totem stick in hand. He raised the totem stick high above his head and uttered an incantation. As he did, thunder seemed to roll from just behind Gharesh Vren and the bandits that now faught beside him. The thunder boomed and as it did, lightning lanced out toward the bandits. Two of the club wielders were struck and hurled across the floor to lie unmoving amogst their companions. Vren and one of the crossbowmen leapt back as the lightning lanced out and avoided the terrible wrath of nature. The crossbowman let loose his weapon a moment later, the bolt nicking Erlmoor’s cheek and momentarily dazing him. He took a step back and as he did, a bolt of black energy seared across in front of him and struck the side of the bandit leader. As Vren reeled and staggered, Telkya came forward and loosed a golden bolt of light that flew past the dragonborn and struck the wall next to him. He roared his defiance and then Dulvarna rushed at him. The warrior woman came in at the bandit leader with renewed fury, her blade darting left and right and for each parry that the dragonborn managed, another blow crept through. Dulvarna’s blade slashed into the bandit’s right hip and his left thigh while nicking his flesh in several other places to leave him bleeding and weakened once more. Erlmoor rushed at Vren next, feinting to the left and then bringing his sword in low from the right to drive into the dragonborn’s shoulder. As the bandit leader spun away, the paladin spun on the spot himself and slashed his blade into his enemy’s side. Vren roared and lashed out wildly with his own sword but Dulvarna met it with her sword, bare inches from her face, and then forced the dragonborn away. From somewhere a crossbow clicked and Lavren cried out again as a bolt drove into his hip. Enlishia’s bow sang and two arrows flew past Vren to clatter into the wall but beyond it all, Thorn’s voice was raised in another incantation. A chill, icy wind rose up around the dragonborn and Gharesh Vren staggered to his right. The wind gusted again, slamming him into the wall and he fell to the stone floor, his head trailing blood down the wall. [/QUOTE]
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