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<blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4981997" data-attributes="member: 21864"><p><strong>Chapter 26 - The Last Stand of Draxius (Part 2)</strong></p><p></p><p>Enlishia recovered from the terrible blast of thunder but thought for a moment that she had not. She saw only darkness around her and felt a terrible cold. Then she felt something solid next to her feet and, reaching down, she realised that Erlmoor lay there. Grabbing the dragonborn by his arm, she started back the way she thought she had been thrown from and pulled Erlmoor with her. The light was dazzling as she emerged into the torch-lit chamber around the black pillar but she was pleased to see that her companions faught on, at least Lavren and Rendil did. Another silver bolt struck Lavren in the chest as she dragged Erlmoor forward and the elf reeled backwards. Realising she had to help as best she could, Enlishia raised her bow and fired, sending an arrow through the throat of the tiefling and felling it. Erlmoor knelt beside Erlmoor, searching for the healing potion she knew he carried but as she knelt, flame burst in the doorway ahead of her and Rendil was thrown back into the room to lie unmoving on the floor. Enlishia began to search more frantically as Lavren crossed to the doorway to hold off whatever enemies remained. The elf began hurling bolts of black energy into the chamber beyond the doors but within a few moments, he staggered back as a silver bolt of force struck him in the chest.</p><p>“We have no time, hurry!” he called back to Enlishia and the ranger searched more frantically.</p><p></p><p>At last, she pulled the bottle from Erlmoor’s belt pouch and, holding open the dragonborn’s mouth, she poured the healing draft down his throat. He coughed for a moment and then opened his eyes. Enlishia smiled at her old friend and then pointed toward Telkya.</p><p>“You have to help her,” she said. “Only the elf maid’s healing prayers can save us now.”</p><p></p><p>Fire burst in the doorway, throwing Lavren back into the room and for a moment it seemed as if the elf wound fall. Somehow, he kept his legs beneath him and retreated into the room, leaving Rendil’s fallen form just inside the doorway. Behind the elf, Erlmoor rose and reached down toward Telkya. Golden light flowed from his hand to the elf maid and her eyes opened. The dragonborn looked back toward the doorway and saw that Rendil was stirring but as though it did not notice, a tiefling strode into the room. It lashed out with its hand and flung a bolt of silver into Lavren, driving the elf back but still, somehow, the elf did not fall. Enlishia leapt to her feet and moved past Erlmoor, raising her bow as she came. She loosed an arrow as she reached Lavren and the tiefling fell beside Rendil. </p><p>Behind the others, Telkya began chanting healing prayers, laying her hands on Erlmoor and Lavren to restore their strength. The two smiled, hopeful now of continuing the battle but as they raised their blades, Draxius, the true Draxius, appeared in the doorway. The tiefling stepped over Rendil’s fallen form and strode toward the companions.</p><p>“I am Galaghard the First, I am Galaghard the Second, and I am Draxius the Neverdying, all of us Kings of Cormyr” the tiefling said. “You can never defeat me.”</p><p></p><p>Draxius lashed out with his stave and flames exploded amongst the friends, throwing Telkya to the floor and forcing the others to throw up their arms to protect themselves. When the flames had cleared, Telkya lay on the floor next to the pillar of darkness and Lavren and Erlmoor were burned and wounded. Still Lavren raised his wand and hurled a bolt of black energy into the tiefling that forced him back a step. Erlmoor rushed at Draxius and lashed out with his blade, cleaving it into the tiefling’s side and forcing him back toward the doorway.</p><p>“You are not Galaghard,” Vyrellis screamed from behind the dragonborn. “You are Draxius, my husband, and you betrayed me!”</p><p>“I was born Galaghard and took the name of my son who I had named after me when he died,” Draxius hissed as he retreated from Erlmoor. “Thus I became Galaghard, son of Galaghard, and then, when my sons betrayed me, I became Draxius, my third son, and ruled for centuries in his name.”</p><p></p><p>Rendil rose behind the tiefling unseen and plunged his blade into Draxius’ back. The tiefling cried out and spun on the spot but then Enlishia’s bow sang out and two arrows drove into his side, forcing him to stagger to his left. Draxius threw down his book and lashed out with a dagger he drew from his belt, nicking Rendil’s cheek and then tried to retreat through the doorway. Another black bolt from Lavren’s wand struck the tiefling in the chest and as he staggered, Erlmoor rushed at him, his blade singing out and driving down into his shoulder. Healing energy burst from the blade as it struck and on the floor behind the dragonborn, Telkya’s eyes flicked open. Rendil darted to his right to block Draxius’ retreat and lashed out with his own flame-wreathed sword. An arrow struck the doorframe next to Draxius and then another drove into his shoulder but as he staggered back, he realised he had nowhere to go.</p><p></p><p>Telkya appeared in a shower of light motes beyond the black pillar and then called down a column of light that would sear the tiefling’s flesh but at the last, he leapt aside, lashing out at Rendil again with his dagger. Rendil ducked back to avoid the blade and Lavren came forward, a black blast of energy bursting from his wand as he came. It struck the doorframe beside the tiefling as he retreated but once more, Erlmoor followed him. The dragonborn’s sword sang out and clove into Draxius’ hip, slamming him into the doorframe. The tiefling cried out in pain and anger but he knew that he was beaten.</p><p>“I was King of Cormyr for four centuries,” Draxius cried out. “I built what my sons and their sons inherited.”</p><p>“You were a tyrant and a warmonger!” Vyrellis cried back. “You deserve the damnation that awaits you!”</p><p></p><p>Again, Rendil moved to block the tiefling’s retreat and then Enlishia’s bow sang out. An arrow drove into Draxius’ chest and as he lurched back, another flew forth, piercing his throat just below his jaw. The tiefling’s mouth fell open in disbelief and he took one last step back toward Rendil before falling to his knees.</p><p>“I did love you, Vyrellis,” Draxius gasped.</p><p>“I know you did,” Vyrellis answered and then the tiefling that was once King of Cormyr fell forward onto the floor and died.</p><p></p><p>All at once, the floor beneath the feet of the companions began to shake and the strange devices around the pyramid dais began to rumble and hum. Even as the light around them pulsed in bright flashes, all who stood there noticed the steadily brightening light of day filtering in through the walls of the room. Slowly, the forest outside took shape in their sight and after a moment, the walls of the room vanished and a cool breeze wafted across the friends’ skin. Draxius and the pyramid were gone. They were free.</p><p></p><p><strong>Next......Epilogue</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Medriev, post: 4981997, member: 21864"] [b]Chapter 26 - The Last Stand of Draxius (Part 2)[/b] Enlishia recovered from the terrible blast of thunder but thought for a moment that she had not. She saw only darkness around her and felt a terrible cold. Then she felt something solid next to her feet and, reaching down, she realised that Erlmoor lay there. Grabbing the dragonborn by his arm, she started back the way she thought she had been thrown from and pulled Erlmoor with her. The light was dazzling as she emerged into the torch-lit chamber around the black pillar but she was pleased to see that her companions faught on, at least Lavren and Rendil did. Another silver bolt struck Lavren in the chest as she dragged Erlmoor forward and the elf reeled backwards. Realising she had to help as best she could, Enlishia raised her bow and fired, sending an arrow through the throat of the tiefling and felling it. Erlmoor knelt beside Erlmoor, searching for the healing potion she knew he carried but as she knelt, flame burst in the doorway ahead of her and Rendil was thrown back into the room to lie unmoving on the floor. Enlishia began to search more frantically as Lavren crossed to the doorway to hold off whatever enemies remained. The elf began hurling bolts of black energy into the chamber beyond the doors but within a few moments, he staggered back as a silver bolt of force struck him in the chest. “We have no time, hurry!” he called back to Enlishia and the ranger searched more frantically. At last, she pulled the bottle from Erlmoor’s belt pouch and, holding open the dragonborn’s mouth, she poured the healing draft down his throat. He coughed for a moment and then opened his eyes. Enlishia smiled at her old friend and then pointed toward Telkya. “You have to help her,” she said. “Only the elf maid’s healing prayers can save us now.” Fire burst in the doorway, throwing Lavren back into the room and for a moment it seemed as if the elf wound fall. Somehow, he kept his legs beneath him and retreated into the room, leaving Rendil’s fallen form just inside the doorway. Behind the elf, Erlmoor rose and reached down toward Telkya. Golden light flowed from his hand to the elf maid and her eyes opened. The dragonborn looked back toward the doorway and saw that Rendil was stirring but as though it did not notice, a tiefling strode into the room. It lashed out with its hand and flung a bolt of silver into Lavren, driving the elf back but still, somehow, the elf did not fall. Enlishia leapt to her feet and moved past Erlmoor, raising her bow as she came. She loosed an arrow as she reached Lavren and the tiefling fell beside Rendil. Behind the others, Telkya began chanting healing prayers, laying her hands on Erlmoor and Lavren to restore their strength. The two smiled, hopeful now of continuing the battle but as they raised their blades, Draxius, the true Draxius, appeared in the doorway. The tiefling stepped over Rendil’s fallen form and strode toward the companions. “I am Galaghard the First, I am Galaghard the Second, and I am Draxius the Neverdying, all of us Kings of Cormyr” the tiefling said. “You can never defeat me.” Draxius lashed out with his stave and flames exploded amongst the friends, throwing Telkya to the floor and forcing the others to throw up their arms to protect themselves. When the flames had cleared, Telkya lay on the floor next to the pillar of darkness and Lavren and Erlmoor were burned and wounded. Still Lavren raised his wand and hurled a bolt of black energy into the tiefling that forced him back a step. Erlmoor rushed at Draxius and lashed out with his blade, cleaving it into the tiefling’s side and forcing him back toward the doorway. “You are not Galaghard,” Vyrellis screamed from behind the dragonborn. “You are Draxius, my husband, and you betrayed me!” “I was born Galaghard and took the name of my son who I had named after me when he died,” Draxius hissed as he retreated from Erlmoor. “Thus I became Galaghard, son of Galaghard, and then, when my sons betrayed me, I became Draxius, my third son, and ruled for centuries in his name.” Rendil rose behind the tiefling unseen and plunged his blade into Draxius’ back. The tiefling cried out and spun on the spot but then Enlishia’s bow sang out and two arrows drove into his side, forcing him to stagger to his left. Draxius threw down his book and lashed out with a dagger he drew from his belt, nicking Rendil’s cheek and then tried to retreat through the doorway. Another black bolt from Lavren’s wand struck the tiefling in the chest and as he staggered, Erlmoor rushed at him, his blade singing out and driving down into his shoulder. Healing energy burst from the blade as it struck and on the floor behind the dragonborn, Telkya’s eyes flicked open. Rendil darted to his right to block Draxius’ retreat and lashed out with his own flame-wreathed sword. An arrow struck the doorframe next to Draxius and then another drove into his shoulder but as he staggered back, he realised he had nowhere to go. Telkya appeared in a shower of light motes beyond the black pillar and then called down a column of light that would sear the tiefling’s flesh but at the last, he leapt aside, lashing out at Rendil again with his dagger. Rendil ducked back to avoid the blade and Lavren came forward, a black blast of energy bursting from his wand as he came. It struck the doorframe beside the tiefling as he retreated but once more, Erlmoor followed him. The dragonborn’s sword sang out and clove into Draxius’ hip, slamming him into the doorframe. The tiefling cried out in pain and anger but he knew that he was beaten. “I was King of Cormyr for four centuries,” Draxius cried out. “I built what my sons and their sons inherited.” “You were a tyrant and a warmonger!” Vyrellis cried back. “You deserve the damnation that awaits you!” Again, Rendil moved to block the tiefling’s retreat and then Enlishia’s bow sang out. An arrow drove into Draxius’ chest and as he lurched back, another flew forth, piercing his throat just below his jaw. The tiefling’s mouth fell open in disbelief and he took one last step back toward Rendil before falling to his knees. “I did love you, Vyrellis,” Draxius gasped. “I know you did,” Vyrellis answered and then the tiefling that was once King of Cormyr fell forward onto the floor and died. All at once, the floor beneath the feet of the companions began to shake and the strange devices around the pyramid dais began to rumble and hum. Even as the light around them pulsed in bright flashes, all who stood there noticed the steadily brightening light of day filtering in through the walls of the room. Slowly, the forest outside took shape in their sight and after a moment, the walls of the room vanished and a cool breeze wafted across the friends’ skin. Draxius and the pyramid were gone. They were free. [B]Next......Epilogue[/B] [/QUOTE]
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