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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BLACKDIRGE" data-source="post: 570411" data-attributes="member: 1953">Nithrekel, Earth Mephit Small Outsider; Fighter 12/War Master3, AL N; CR 18; Year 50HD 3d8+15d10+74; hp 169; Init +2; Spd 30 ft, Fly 40 ft; AC 29 (+2 Dex, +1 size, +6 natural, +8 chain shirt, ring +2)BAB +18/+13/+8/+3; Atk +26/+21/+16/+11 melee or +21/+16/+11/+6 ranged;SV Fort +17, Ref +12, Will +11;Str 24, Dex 12 (14), Con 16, Int 14, Wis 12, Cha 14Skills (94 points): Bluff +7 (9), Craft (weapon smith) +13 (15), Craft (armorer) +13 (15), Diplomacy +10 (12), Hide +6 (12), Knowledge (military tactics) +12 (14), Intimidate +10 (12), Listen +6 (7), Move Silently +6 (8), Spot +6 (7) Feats: Power Attack, Exotic Weapon Proficiency (bastard sword), Weapon Focus (bastard sword), Cleave, Weapon Specialization (bastard sword), Flyby Attack, Improved Critical (bastard sword), Great Cleave, Power Critical, Sunder, Improved Initiative, Expertise, Leadership, HoverLanguages: terran, common, dwarven, ignan, gnollArmor: +3 Moderate Fortification Mithral Breastplate, +8 AC, 15 lbsWeapons: +4 Keen Screaming Bastard Sword: Atk +31/+26/+21/+16 melee, Dmg 1d10+1d6+16, crit 15-20/x2Javelin: Atk +21/+16/+11/+6 ranged, Dmg 1d6+7, crit x2, range 30ftClaws (2): Atk +26 melee, Dmg 1d3+7, crit x2Other Gear: potion of cure moderate wounds (2), 2 javelins of lightning, gloves of dexterity +2, ring of protection +2, ring of resistance +2, ring of spell deflectionBreath Weapon: 15 ft. cone of rock shards and pebbles, Dmg 1d8, reflex save for half DC 22Spell-like abilities: 1/hour – enlarge, 1/day – soften earth and stone, cast as 6th level sorcererFast Healing: Nithrekel heals 2 points of damage per round when underground or buried up to his waist in earth Summon Mephit: Once per day Nithrekel can summon another earth mephit with a 25% chance of success.On the morning of the 12th day of Flamerule in the fiftieth year of his indenture, Nithrekel awoke with a profound feeling of ease and restfulness, the future stretched before him with limitless possibility, for this day marked the end of his planar contract and his servitude to Hazergal. It was no surprise when he was summoned to Hazergal’s audience chamber moments after he awoke and Nithrekel girded himself for the conflict that was surely to come. He donned his armor and buckled on his sword belt and finally removed the ring and amulet he had so carefully hidden years before in preparation for this day. The ring of spell deflection gained from Sheveker he slipped onto his right hand while the amulet from Hazergal went around his neck and beneath his breastplate. When he was armored and ready Nithrekel summoned Vendek to his chambers and set the dwarf to the task of informing his captains of what lay ahead. If Nithrekel emerged victorious he would lead his men from Hazergal’s tower and on to further glory if he was slain Vendek was to take command of the legion and bring the tower down around Hazergal’s ears. With his plans in place Nithrekel left his chambers and made his way to Hazergal’s audience chamber to confront his former master.Nithrekel found the double doors that led to Hazergal’s audience chamber open and guarded by his iron golem. The metal automaton was sculpted in the form of Hazergal himself although grossly exaggerated and huge. Nithrekel loosened his sword in it scabbard and pulled the disjunction amulet from underneath his armor, he then strode bast the lurking golem and through the double doors that led to the audience chamber.The audience chamber was hexagonal, 60 feet wide and with vaulted ceiling soaring 40 feet over head. The floor was a mosaic of colored tiles depicting a battle between a demon and a wizard, quite skillfully done. The walls were bare and of green veined marble that gave the room a slightly organic feel and look. Hazergal had constructed a golden throne for himslef, and placed it on a raised dais in the center of the chamber. The mad wizard enjoyed meeting guests sitting in his throne and playing the part of the all-powerful monarch. Hazergal was seated there now grinning down at Nithrekel, his eyes full of malevolent glee.Hazergal motioned towards the door and the huge golem lumbered in, closing the doors behind it. Nithrekel saw that Hazergal had dismissed his guards and kept only the golem for personal protection. Perhaps the wizard thought that Nithrekel would be no challenge or even more unlikely that there would be no conflict and Nithrekel would be allowed to leave. The mephit was not about to leave peacefully, too much blood had been spilled needlessly in the name of Hazergal Redbayle and Nithrekel would claim justice and vengeance for all those who had been wronged by the evil archmage or die trying.“So, Nithrekel,” Hazergal began, the smile never fading from his lips, “it seems we have much to talk about, you and I.”  “I have nothing to say to you Wizard” Nithrekel replied not attempting to hide the rancor in his voice. “Our dealings are done. I have served you faithfully for fifty years as was our bargain, I am free now to do as I will.” The mephit’s eyes flashed as the rage and hatred, so long repressed began to bubble to the surface. “ When I leave, the legion follows me but not before you and I come to a reckoning.”“Fool!” Hazergal screamed, the smile gone from his lips replaced by a rictus snarl of pure malice. “I owe you nothing! You dare challenge me, Hazergal the Red, I will see that you spend the next century in the torture room dog!” Hazergal had leapt to his feet during his tirade and was already mouthing the words of a spell.Nithrekel stood calmly as the crazed archmage finished his incantation and a bolt of greenish light flashed from his out stretched hand to strike Nithrekel. The magic of the spell deflection ring flared to life and the green ray struck an invisible shield of magical force to rebound on the stunned Hazergal. Hazergal was unable to avoid his own spell and the deadly magic surrounded him in nimbus of green light. The wizard screamed with rage and pain but was not destroyed as the unfortunate Brogon Vir Hemek had been. Hazergal fell to his knees, not mortally wounded, for he had resisted most of the dangerous magic. But he was momentarily stunned with pain and unable to concentrate on another spell.Nithrekel heard the iron golem lumbering up behind him to protect its creator and the mephit launched himself into the air to hover near the ceiling 40 feet up. Hazergal had regained his feet; his face a mask of rage and was preparing another spell. Nithrekel did not allow the crazed mage the chance to complete his incantation as he snatched Hazergal’s disjunction amulet from his chest and hurled it at the wizard and his golem. Before the amulet struck the ground Nithrekel shouted the command word, “Ushek!” and the amulet flared with a golden brilliance that spread throughout the room. Suffused by the golden glow the iron golem lost its magical animation and collapsed to the ground in a leaden heap. Hazergal himslef flared briefly as his protection magics were overcome and destroyed by the powerful magic of the amulet. The wizards spell had been interrupted by the disjunction and he could only stare helplessly as Nithrekel dove towards him blade in hand. Hazergal turned and tried to flee but Nithrekel was far too fast and his blade flashed out as he flew over the wizards head drawing a line of crimson pain across Hazergal’s back and knocking him to the ground with the force of the blow.   Nithrekel landed a few feet away from Hazergal who was trying to cast a spell from the ground at his attacker. But the pain from his wounds was too much and the spell fizzled with flash of oily smoke. Hazergal struggled to his knees his eyes filled with absolute hatred and disbelief; “You cannot slay me! I am Hazergal the Red!” Nithrekel strode towards the wounded mage and raised his sword over his head to deliver the final blow.Hazergal continued to scream curses at the mephit even as Nithrekel’s blade flashed down cleaving the wizard from collarbone to sternum. Hazergal’s last word came out in a froth of blood and spite as he reached up to grasp the blade of Nithrekel’s sword in a death grip. “We shall meet again, mephit, I promise you…” and then Hazergal Redbayle, feared archmage of Vaasa collapsed to the ground, his blood pooling around him in a spreading stain of crimson vitality.Nithrekel wrenched his sword from Hazergal’s corpse and then without bothering to clean the blade struck off the wizard’s head. Nithrekel collected his gory trophy and then turned his back on the slain wizard and his past. Nithrekel found his legion amassed in ordered ranks beyond the front gate of Hazergal’s tower. When Nithrekel emerged from the tower he held Hazergal’s severed head aloft to the thunderous cheers of his men. Nithrekel then walked out and through the columns of his legion, the men parting like water to allow their general past and finally when he reached the last ranks of arrayed soldiers his friend Vendek was there to greet him. Nithrekel greeted his friend with a smile and gave the order to move out and with that Nithrekel’s Legion marched for the last time through the gates of Hazergal’s’ domain.</blockquote>

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