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<blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4713328" data-attributes="member: 21864"><p><strong>Chapter 20 - Proving Ground (Part 2)</strong></p><p></p><p>Enlishia looked over at the iron bound doors beyond the rusted-open portcullis and then lowered her gaze to the chained skeletons on the floor of the chamber. At the very least, the skeletons represented the horrible fate of some unfortunates who had gone before the companions. Beyond that, they could represent a trap or vengeful undead much as those that had lurked beneath the Keep on the Shadowfell. Nervously, she nocked an arrow to the string of her bow and began to draw the string back.</p><p>“Ready,” Dulvarna called out from the circle of runes just around the corner beyond the skeletons to the right of the iron bound doors.</p><p>“Ready,” Enlishia called out towards the double doors to the north where Telkya waited in the bloody shrine chamber. </p><p></p><p>Enlishia called out a second time towards the west where Erlmoor and Lavren waited beside their own rune circles with Litiraan relaying messages to them. Four calls of ‘ready’ came back to her and in her head she counted up towards a hundred as Dulvarna had agreed with all of them when they had entered the shrine chamber. As they reached a hundred count at the same time, the four companions at the rune circles would place the item they carried within the runes as the spirits had told them to do. Enlishia and Litiraan relaying messages was an extra precaution that allowed the companions to gather quickly if they encountered danger before they placed their items in the rune circles. Silently, Enlishia counted ninety eight, ninety nine and then, as she reached a hundred, she waited for something to happen as elsewhere, Dulvarna placed the mask, Telkya the book, Erlmoor the knife and Lavren the bell. Suddenly, all of the doors in the area banged open at the same time and from somewhere behind Enlishia to the west came a roar that echoed throughout the complex.</p><p></p><p>“Are the doors open?” Telkya asked as she rushed out into the central circle corridor where Enlishia stood. </p><p>She rushed towards Enlishia who shrugged and looked around towards the iron bound doors. They were shuddering and moving very slowly but it would be some time before they opened widely enough to allow anyone to get through.</p><p>“Not yet,” Enlishia answered. “But they are starting to move.”</p><p></p><p>The ranger turned around on the spot, drawing back her bow string and searching for enemies, particularly whatever had made the terrible roar. As she looked to the north she saw a black sphere of eldritch energy forming at the far northern end of the passageway where in turned left.</p><p>“We should move from this place,” she said to Telkya who turned and looked at the sphere before nodding her agreement. </p><p></p><p>Then, the roar sounded again, closer and from the north this time. Enlishia and Telkya turned towards the sound and watched with horror as a lithe and sleek green dragon swept around the corner on emerald wings. A crown of five horns ringed the back of its skull and a pronounced spike jutted from the tip of its narrow snout. More spikes ran down the creature’s neck and back, shrinking to a studded ridge along the top of tail that lashed back and forth behind it. Its mouth was filled with needle-like teeth, and poisonous fumes issued from its mouth and nostrils. An acrid odour surrounded the wyrm and stung the nose and eyes of the paralysed ranger and priestess. Forlornly, Enlishia raised her bow and drew back the string, wondering whether her arrows could even harm the terrible green monster.</p><p></p><p>Erlmoor heard roars to the north and west and turned towards the eastern doors of the chamber. Following the sound, he turned right and saw Enlishia raising her bow towards an enemy that remained out of sight for the dragonborn. Then he heard the creature roar again and he knew what enemy they faced.</p><p>“Dragon!” he called out loudly to any who could hear. “To me, Defenders of Winterhaven, to me!”</p><p></p><p>Litiraan heard Erlmoor’s call and looked towards Lavren who stood over the still-glowing runes of the circle from which the bell had vanished a few moments earlier. The warlock nodded to the wizard and Litiraan started southward along the circular corridor to where he had heard the dragonborn’s call. Lavren rushed out of the rune circle chamber and followed Litiraan southward down the corridor. Ahead of him, Litiraan rounded the corner and then Lavren heard him cry out. A moment later, a huge sphere of black force energy with spikes protruding from every direction rounded the corner and Lavren pulled up short. Desperately he looked around for some way to dodge the terrible weapon and started towards a western side passage, hoping he could reach it in time.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Medriev, post: 4713328, member: 21864"] [b]Chapter 20 - Proving Ground (Part 2)[/b] Enlishia looked over at the iron bound doors beyond the rusted-open portcullis and then lowered her gaze to the chained skeletons on the floor of the chamber. At the very least, the skeletons represented the horrible fate of some unfortunates who had gone before the companions. Beyond that, they could represent a trap or vengeful undead much as those that had lurked beneath the Keep on the Shadowfell. Nervously, she nocked an arrow to the string of her bow and began to draw the string back. “Ready,” Dulvarna called out from the circle of runes just around the corner beyond the skeletons to the right of the iron bound doors. “Ready,” Enlishia called out towards the double doors to the north where Telkya waited in the bloody shrine chamber. Enlishia called out a second time towards the west where Erlmoor and Lavren waited beside their own rune circles with Litiraan relaying messages to them. Four calls of ‘ready’ came back to her and in her head she counted up towards a hundred as Dulvarna had agreed with all of them when they had entered the shrine chamber. As they reached a hundred count at the same time, the four companions at the rune circles would place the item they carried within the runes as the spirits had told them to do. Enlishia and Litiraan relaying messages was an extra precaution that allowed the companions to gather quickly if they encountered danger before they placed their items in the rune circles. Silently, Enlishia counted ninety eight, ninety nine and then, as she reached a hundred, she waited for something to happen as elsewhere, Dulvarna placed the mask, Telkya the book, Erlmoor the knife and Lavren the bell. Suddenly, all of the doors in the area banged open at the same time and from somewhere behind Enlishia to the west came a roar that echoed throughout the complex. “Are the doors open?” Telkya asked as she rushed out into the central circle corridor where Enlishia stood. She rushed towards Enlishia who shrugged and looked around towards the iron bound doors. They were shuddering and moving very slowly but it would be some time before they opened widely enough to allow anyone to get through. “Not yet,” Enlishia answered. “But they are starting to move.” The ranger turned around on the spot, drawing back her bow string and searching for enemies, particularly whatever had made the terrible roar. As she looked to the north she saw a black sphere of eldritch energy forming at the far northern end of the passageway where in turned left. “We should move from this place,” she said to Telkya who turned and looked at the sphere before nodding her agreement. Then, the roar sounded again, closer and from the north this time. Enlishia and Telkya turned towards the sound and watched with horror as a lithe and sleek green dragon swept around the corner on emerald wings. A crown of five horns ringed the back of its skull and a pronounced spike jutted from the tip of its narrow snout. More spikes ran down the creature’s neck and back, shrinking to a studded ridge along the top of tail that lashed back and forth behind it. Its mouth was filled with needle-like teeth, and poisonous fumes issued from its mouth and nostrils. An acrid odour surrounded the wyrm and stung the nose and eyes of the paralysed ranger and priestess. Forlornly, Enlishia raised her bow and drew back the string, wondering whether her arrows could even harm the terrible green monster. Erlmoor heard roars to the north and west and turned towards the eastern doors of the chamber. Following the sound, he turned right and saw Enlishia raising her bow towards an enemy that remained out of sight for the dragonborn. Then he heard the creature roar again and he knew what enemy they faced. “Dragon!” he called out loudly to any who could hear. “To me, Defenders of Winterhaven, to me!” Litiraan heard Erlmoor’s call and looked towards Lavren who stood over the still-glowing runes of the circle from which the bell had vanished a few moments earlier. The warlock nodded to the wizard and Litiraan started southward along the circular corridor to where he had heard the dragonborn’s call. Lavren rushed out of the rune circle chamber and followed Litiraan southward down the corridor. Ahead of him, Litiraan rounded the corner and then Lavren heard him cry out. A moment later, a huge sphere of black force energy with spikes protruding from every direction rounded the corner and Lavren pulled up short. Desperately he looked around for some way to dodge the terrible weapon and started towards a western side passage, hoping he could reach it in time. [/QUOTE]
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