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Medriev's FR Thunderspire Labyrinth - Concluded Apr 13
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<blockquote data-quote="Medriev" data-source="post: 4716740" data-attributes="member: 21864"><p><strong>Chapter 20 - Proving Ground (Part 4)</strong></p><p></p><p>Erlmoor roared himself and then rushed after the dragon, rounding the corner and catching up to it as it slowed to turn. He breathed out and sprayed acid upon the hindquarters of the dragon before lashing out with his blade as he prayed to Lathander. His sword glowed brightly for a moment and then tore into the flesh of the dragon’s tail, drawing a screech of pain from the wyrm. Litiraan rushed to the corner behind the dragonborn and reached out with the wand in his left hand. He uttered a spell and a silver bolt of energy lanced out but the dragon twisted in the air as it started to turn and the missile flew harmlessly past the wyrm as it did so.</p><p></p><p>Lavren looked back again and as he did so, a tendril of elemental water lashed out at him. He ducked forward and ran for the door and by some miracle, the tendril lashed at the air above his head. He rushed out into the corridor and turned left towards the circular passage around the central chamber, slowing as he reached it. He looked left and saw the dragon starting to turn while Erlmoor and Litiraan challenged its might. Raising his wand in his left hand, he loosed a blast of black, crackling energy that flew past the dragon’s left wing and blasted into the stone close to the corridor ceiling. A heartbeat later, the terrible black sphere rolled around the corner to the right and forced Lavren to duck back into the southern passage entrance. He looked out once it had passed and saw Erlmoor throw himself against the wall to his left and avoid the sphere. Litiraan threw himself into the corner of the passage and the sphere rolled past him around the corner, missing him by barely a hands-breadth. As the sphere blocked his view of the dragon, Lavren heard it screech either in alarm or pain as the sphere rolled towards it.</p><p></p><p>Another hand grasped Dulvarna’s right leg as she tried to reach the portcullis and again, claw-like nails dug into her flesh. She twisted her leg free and strode forward but the skeleton reached out with its other arm to try to grab her. She leapt over this limb and reached the portcullis beside Enlishia. She looked back for a moment to be sure that she was beyond the reach of the undead and when she was satisfied, she turned to Enlishia and smiled.</p><p>“How do we defeat the dragon?” Telkya asked, looking to Dulvarna for an answer.</p><p>“We wait for it to come to us,” Dulvarna answered.</p><p>“Agreed,” said Telkya with a nod.</p><p></p><p>Erlmoor pushed himself away from the corridor wall and turned back to look at Lavren. The dragonborn gestured towards the entrance to the central chamber in the northern wall of the corridor and started towards it intending to wait for the dragon to pass again. As soon as he reached the archway into the central chamber, he realised that fate had chosen a different course for him. As Erlmoor reached the southern entrance, the dragon swept through the northern one and flew towards him. He roared in defiance and raised his blade before him, waiting for the inevitable attack.</p><p>“It comes through here,” he called out to the others.</p><p></p><p>Litiraan heard Erlmoor call out but as he started forward, he realised that the wound in his arm was bleeding more seriously than he had first thought. His arm down to his hand was soaked in blood while the wound had turned black as though it were poisoned. As he felt a numbness spread from the wound, he realised that he had to take care of the wound before he could attack the dragon again. He ducked into the southern passage where Lavren stood and reached to his belt for the strips of cloth that he kept in his pouch to dress wounds. He pulled one forth and began to bind it around his arm. Lavren looked to him and realised the pain he was in. With a nod, he crossed the corridor to where Erlmoor stood and raised his wand to conjure fey beasts that would tear at the dragon from their own realm. He uttered the curse but the dragon slowed and the fangs that appeared, snapped on nothing but air. Dissatisfied, they vanished quickly and the dragon swept across the chamber towards the elf and the dragonborn.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Medriev, post: 4716740, member: 21864"] [b]Chapter 20 - Proving Ground (Part 4)[/b] Erlmoor roared himself and then rushed after the dragon, rounding the corner and catching up to it as it slowed to turn. He breathed out and sprayed acid upon the hindquarters of the dragon before lashing out with his blade as he prayed to Lathander. His sword glowed brightly for a moment and then tore into the flesh of the dragon’s tail, drawing a screech of pain from the wyrm. Litiraan rushed to the corner behind the dragonborn and reached out with the wand in his left hand. He uttered a spell and a silver bolt of energy lanced out but the dragon twisted in the air as it started to turn and the missile flew harmlessly past the wyrm as it did so. Lavren looked back again and as he did so, a tendril of elemental water lashed out at him. He ducked forward and ran for the door and by some miracle, the tendril lashed at the air above his head. He rushed out into the corridor and turned left towards the circular passage around the central chamber, slowing as he reached it. He looked left and saw the dragon starting to turn while Erlmoor and Litiraan challenged its might. Raising his wand in his left hand, he loosed a blast of black, crackling energy that flew past the dragon’s left wing and blasted into the stone close to the corridor ceiling. A heartbeat later, the terrible black sphere rolled around the corner to the right and forced Lavren to duck back into the southern passage entrance. He looked out once it had passed and saw Erlmoor throw himself against the wall to his left and avoid the sphere. Litiraan threw himself into the corner of the passage and the sphere rolled past him around the corner, missing him by barely a hands-breadth. As the sphere blocked his view of the dragon, Lavren heard it screech either in alarm or pain as the sphere rolled towards it. Another hand grasped Dulvarna’s right leg as she tried to reach the portcullis and again, claw-like nails dug into her flesh. She twisted her leg free and strode forward but the skeleton reached out with its other arm to try to grab her. She leapt over this limb and reached the portcullis beside Enlishia. She looked back for a moment to be sure that she was beyond the reach of the undead and when she was satisfied, she turned to Enlishia and smiled. “How do we defeat the dragon?” Telkya asked, looking to Dulvarna for an answer. “We wait for it to come to us,” Dulvarna answered. “Agreed,” said Telkya with a nod. Erlmoor pushed himself away from the corridor wall and turned back to look at Lavren. The dragonborn gestured towards the entrance to the central chamber in the northern wall of the corridor and started towards it intending to wait for the dragon to pass again. As soon as he reached the archway into the central chamber, he realised that fate had chosen a different course for him. As Erlmoor reached the southern entrance, the dragon swept through the northern one and flew towards him. He roared in defiance and raised his blade before him, waiting for the inevitable attack. “It comes through here,” he called out to the others. Litiraan heard Erlmoor call out but as he started forward, he realised that the wound in his arm was bleeding more seriously than he had first thought. His arm down to his hand was soaked in blood while the wound had turned black as though it were poisoned. As he felt a numbness spread from the wound, he realised that he had to take care of the wound before he could attack the dragon again. He ducked into the southern passage where Lavren stood and reached to his belt for the strips of cloth that he kept in his pouch to dress wounds. He pulled one forth and began to bind it around his arm. Lavren looked to him and realised the pain he was in. With a nod, he crossed the corridor to where Erlmoor stood and raised his wand to conjure fey beasts that would tear at the dragon from their own realm. He uttered the curse but the dragon slowed and the fangs that appeared, snapped on nothing but air. Dissatisfied, they vanished quickly and the dragon swept across the chamber towards the elf and the dragonborn. [/QUOTE]
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