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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Hrothgar" data-source="post: 3770773" data-attributes="member: 22226">Lodric, Valurel, Mardo, and the Wolf.[sblock]A massive limb sweeps through the group, leaves and branches scraping.  Lodric and Valurel are almost caught off guard in the darkness, but both roll low to the ground, the heavy limb passing above.  Mardo, his small size a boon in the flailing branches, lithely maneuvers through the dangerous trees.  The Wolf lays low, crawling to prevent being swept aside.  Mardo's gnomish nature comes through despite the danger around him, "Will we be coming back this way?" the Gnome quips.  Lodric and Valurel can only smile as they dodge another flailing limb that smashes into the ground ahead of them.Dodging and weaving, the Heroes make for the green light ahead of them.  The source of the light is directly ahead!  Scrambling through the trees, the Heroes break into a rubble strewn glade, massive stone blocks with weathered runes and designs stand high, coated in a sickly green light.  Looking for the Widowmaker, the Heroes find the Orc's tall frame a decided disadvantage managing the flailing limbs: with a grunt from the rush of wind leaving his lungs, the Widowmaker catches a massive limb in his chest and is lifted high into the trees, out of sight of the Heroes.  Above, the limbs thrash wildly as they whisk the Orc away from the glade, while seeking to tear the Orc limb from limb.Shuddering at the grisly fate of the Orc, the Heroes take stock of their surroundings.  The glade is huge, stretching almost fifty yards across.  The blackness of the forest's edge writhes and twists with the flailing of the trees.  Near the edge of the forest stand the largest stone ruins.  However, at the center of the glade is what appears to be a small altar from which the green glow emanates.  Next to the altar is a larger stone structure almost fifteen feet high.  Around the central stone altar several figures stand in argument.  Three Elves and two humans.  All turn in stunned silence as the trio and Wolf emerge from the forest.  One of the humans, an old man, finally speaks, How in the Shadow's name is it possible?  Fallax.  The traitor has finally been run down.  Next to him, Ibor spits.  Bad move, Erenlander.  Erunsil.  And now gnome?  I thought you learned your lesson last time Erenlander?  No quarter will be given here.  The goddess' power is ours.  The three other figures reveal themselves.  Elves.  The same that nearly killed Lodric so long ago...[/sblock]Herger, Starhl, Kaela, Ladriel, and Cyz.[sblock]Starhl readies his sword, keeping it raised high to strike.  Unfortunately, none of the spiders dares the light of Kaela's stone.  Backing carefully out of the web cage, the Heroes continue up the mud path, fearing a fall and the horrible fate that would result.  Herger leads, using his size to help clear a path for the others.  Along the nightmare path, the arachnids flutter through the webs, seeking to ambush, only to scatter in the light of Kaela's stone.Along the nightmare path, the Heroes can hear the roar of a what sounds to be a mighty wind wracking and twisting the forest above.  As the webs begin to thin, a faint green luminescence becomes visible.  Within minutes, the Heroes crest the ravine wall, the arachnids twittering hungrily below, but unwilling to follow.  The Heroes find themselves in a rubble-strewn glade, massive stone blocks tumbled on the ground ahead of the them.  At the edges of the glade, dark trees twist and bend in a cold wind that roars from the north.  Beyond the fallen blocks, ahead, a green glow rises.A green glow that seems to match the same from Kaela's stone.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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