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<blockquote data-quote="Milo Windby" data-source="post: 1710" data-attributes="member: 202"><p><strong>Keep of the Borderlands -part twenty-seven (session 6)</strong></p><p></p><p>Milo crept up to the door and placed his ear against the wood. He motioned for his companions to be a quiet as possible as he strained to listen. He heard muttering and movement inside. He thought it sounded human. He considered the fact that besides the medusa and gelatinous cube, everything else in this cave complex had been human or undead. Milo checked the door for traps and locks. It had a simple untrapped and unlocked latch. He lifted the latch and stepped aside as Brigit and Jeremiah moved into the room.</p><p></p><p>Following close behind with Mazi, Milo found himself in a short corridor leading into a large room, some kind of living quarters. Just inside were four more black robed priests, waiting and ready for them as the others had been before. Milo wished they could be quieter as they trooped about the hallways. </p><p></p><p>Milo fired the bolt that was already strung in his crossbow. It whizzed by Jeremiah and Brigit to land squarely in a bedpost between two of the robed men. He muttered and reached for another quarrel. Jeremiah ran at the closest man, his sword up and behind him, just as he moved to swing the blade down upon the priest, the man shouted. <em>"SLEEP!"</em> Jeremiah's sword clattered to the ground behind him shortly followed by his considerable bulk. An almost comical snoring emanated from the floor where he lay.</p><p></p><p>Another of the evil priests chanted for a second before pointed ominously at Brigit. She paused for a second then shouted at him. <em>"Ha! Yer buddy already tried that 'un on me. I ain't scared of ya now, any more than before ya cast yer spell!"</em> With that she charged forward and brought her dwarven waraxe down on the priest. She hacked clean through his breastbone, stopping his heart instantly.</p><p></p><p>The other two men advanced with their maces. One stood over Jeremiah's prone form with his weapon brandished high. Milo winced as the mace crashed down on his friend but was relieved when he saw that the blow glanced off Jeremiah's mystical armor. His attention was brought quickly to the other priest as a mace whistled a scant space from his face. He finished cocking the crossbow and fired at his assailant. The bolt tore through the folds in his robes just under his mace arm. The priest barely seemed to notice the shot. A bloodthirsty gleam shone in his eyes as he pulled back his mace for another blow.</p><p></p><p>Down on the floor Jeremiah was coming to. He shook his head and opened his eyes. He seemed slightly disoriented. Brigit had moved to defend her friend and blocked a blow from the mace-wielding priest that stood over the barbarian. Jer scanned the ground for his sword as he struggled to get on his feet. Just as he reached for the large weapon Brigit came crashing down atop the blade. The priest that shouted the Word of Command at Jeremiah had just done the same to Brigit. She lay on the ground snoring as he had moments ago.</p><p></p><p>Mazithra parried a vicious attack from the robed man she was locked in combat. She turned the parry into an impressive riposte, stabbing the priest between two ribs. His crazed battlelust faded as he gurgled blood from his lungs. He fell dead from the wound.</p><p></p><p>Milo managed to reload again as he ducked another swipe of the mace. The robed priest's offensive was daunting. The crossbow was difficult to aim at point blank range. He fired at the priest. The bolt tore through the loose fabric of his robe again, but missed the priest himself. Mazithra moved near Milo to aid him against the merciless onslaught of the priest. Her first attack would have rained down on the human's unprotected skull had he not lifted his mace to block.</p><p></p><p>Jeremiah shook Brigit who was gradually returning to consciousness. She sat up slowly and Jer was able to reach his sword. He grabbed the hilt and whirled around just as the priest's mace came down. He took the brunt of the blow on his gauntlet-clad arm, sustaining some damage from the block.</p><p></p><p>He ignored the pain as he gripped the hilt of his great sword in both hands. His muscles bulged as he put all their considerable power behind his stroke. The sword carved a perfectly straight and deep diagonal gash from shoulder to hip. The priest toppled to the ground, his mace made a dull clank against the rock floor.</p><p></p><p>Milo dodged another strike from the last standing priest. His face was fixed in a crazed grimace as he swung again and again. Milo fired another bolt at the fiercely swinging madman. The quarrel skimmed by his head, barely missing. It seemed to cause him to pause for a second though. The maniacal expression dulled marginally and his swings slowed. </p><p></p><p>Mazi chose just that moment to plunge her long sword into the priest. The magical Sylvanglade drove deep into his crazed heart. He died with a grim rictus affixed to his face. Milo slapped Mazi on the back for her amazing aim and attack.</p><p></p><p><em>"Evil priests, who needs em?"</em> Milo quipped.</p><p></p><p><em>"I could sure use without em!"</em> Brigit said gruffly.</p><p></p><p>Milo chuckled and crouched next to the body of the fallen priest. Once again there were no valuables on the corpse, just a single amulet around his neck. Milo tried to examine it more closely but felt the same revulsion as he had earlier. </p><p></p><p><em>"Pure evil. I don't even want to pick that thing up."</em> Milo said as he pointed at the amulet.</p><p></p><p>No one else seemed interested in examining the pendants so they left the bodies and searched the room. A set of copper dishes and a few copper belts were all that they found of value. The dishes looked to be worth anywhere around 150 to 175 gold pieces. They were worth enough to haul out. Along the same side of the room from which they entered they found another hallway. The passage led to the other door they had seen in the main hall.</p><p></p><p>Again no alarm had been sounded and there were still no patrols in the passages. They decided to investigate the large room at the other end of the hall before checking out the angled portion of the main hall.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Milo Windby, post: 1710, member: 202"] [b]Keep of the Borderlands -part twenty-seven (session 6)[/b] Milo crept up to the door and placed his ear against the wood. He motioned for his companions to be a quiet as possible as he strained to listen. He heard muttering and movement inside. He thought it sounded human. He considered the fact that besides the medusa and gelatinous cube, everything else in this cave complex had been human or undead. Milo checked the door for traps and locks. It had a simple untrapped and unlocked latch. He lifted the latch and stepped aside as Brigit and Jeremiah moved into the room. Following close behind with Mazi, Milo found himself in a short corridor leading into a large room, some kind of living quarters. Just inside were four more black robed priests, waiting and ready for them as the others had been before. Milo wished they could be quieter as they trooped about the hallways. Milo fired the bolt that was already strung in his crossbow. It whizzed by Jeremiah and Brigit to land squarely in a bedpost between two of the robed men. He muttered and reached for another quarrel. Jeremiah ran at the closest man, his sword up and behind him, just as he moved to swing the blade down upon the priest, the man shouted. [I]"SLEEP!"[/I] Jeremiah's sword clattered to the ground behind him shortly followed by his considerable bulk. An almost comical snoring emanated from the floor where he lay. Another of the evil priests chanted for a second before pointed ominously at Brigit. She paused for a second then shouted at him. [I]"Ha! Yer buddy already tried that 'un on me. I ain't scared of ya now, any more than before ya cast yer spell!"[/I] With that she charged forward and brought her dwarven waraxe down on the priest. She hacked clean through his breastbone, stopping his heart instantly. The other two men advanced with their maces. One stood over Jeremiah's prone form with his weapon brandished high. Milo winced as the mace crashed down on his friend but was relieved when he saw that the blow glanced off Jeremiah's mystical armor. His attention was brought quickly to the other priest as a mace whistled a scant space from his face. He finished cocking the crossbow and fired at his assailant. The bolt tore through the folds in his robes just under his mace arm. The priest barely seemed to notice the shot. A bloodthirsty gleam shone in his eyes as he pulled back his mace for another blow. Down on the floor Jeremiah was coming to. He shook his head and opened his eyes. He seemed slightly disoriented. Brigit had moved to defend her friend and blocked a blow from the mace-wielding priest that stood over the barbarian. Jer scanned the ground for his sword as he struggled to get on his feet. Just as he reached for the large weapon Brigit came crashing down atop the blade. The priest that shouted the Word of Command at Jeremiah had just done the same to Brigit. She lay on the ground snoring as he had moments ago. Mazithra parried a vicious attack from the robed man she was locked in combat. She turned the parry into an impressive riposte, stabbing the priest between two ribs. His crazed battlelust faded as he gurgled blood from his lungs. He fell dead from the wound. Milo managed to reload again as he ducked another swipe of the mace. The robed priest's offensive was daunting. The crossbow was difficult to aim at point blank range. He fired at the priest. The bolt tore through the loose fabric of his robe again, but missed the priest himself. Mazithra moved near Milo to aid him against the merciless onslaught of the priest. Her first attack would have rained down on the human's unprotected skull had he not lifted his mace to block. Jeremiah shook Brigit who was gradually returning to consciousness. She sat up slowly and Jer was able to reach his sword. He grabbed the hilt and whirled around just as the priest's mace came down. He took the brunt of the blow on his gauntlet-clad arm, sustaining some damage from the block. He ignored the pain as he gripped the hilt of his great sword in both hands. His muscles bulged as he put all their considerable power behind his stroke. The sword carved a perfectly straight and deep diagonal gash from shoulder to hip. The priest toppled to the ground, his mace made a dull clank against the rock floor. Milo dodged another strike from the last standing priest. His face was fixed in a crazed grimace as he swung again and again. Milo fired another bolt at the fiercely swinging madman. The quarrel skimmed by his head, barely missing. It seemed to cause him to pause for a second though. The maniacal expression dulled marginally and his swings slowed. Mazi chose just that moment to plunge her long sword into the priest. The magical Sylvanglade drove deep into his crazed heart. He died with a grim rictus affixed to his face. Milo slapped Mazi on the back for her amazing aim and attack. [I]"Evil priests, who needs em?"[/I] Milo quipped. [I]"I could sure use without em!"[/I] Brigit said gruffly. Milo chuckled and crouched next to the body of the fallen priest. Once again there were no valuables on the corpse, just a single amulet around his neck. Milo tried to examine it more closely but felt the same revulsion as he had earlier. [I]"Pure evil. I don't even want to pick that thing up."[/I] Milo said as he pointed at the amulet. No one else seemed interested in examining the pendants so they left the bodies and searched the room. A set of copper dishes and a few copper belts were all that they found of value. The dishes looked to be worth anywhere around 150 to 175 gold pieces. They were worth enough to haul out. Along the same side of the room from which they entered they found another hallway. The passage led to the other door they had seen in the main hall. Again no alarm had been sounded and there were still no patrols in the passages. They decided to investigate the large room at the other end of the hall before checking out the angled portion of the main hall. [/QUOTE]
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