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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ziona" data-source="post: 386552" data-attributes="member: 484">The Battle Rages OnHaley saw the spear as it skewered her half-elven companion, ripping his life from him.  Her deafening roar was a cry of anger and sadness.  The tiger attacked Grumstorg with two sharp claw attacks and a vicious bite,  but The Chosen of Gruumsh ignored the feisty feline and moved on to his next victim.“Yer filthy beast! I’ll have yer head!” shouted Varr.The dwarf charged at Grumstorg with Frostbite ready to swing.  The axe came down and chopped into the orc’s hide. Still raging and anxious for battle, Drizzt ran up along side Varr and sliced into Grumstorg with his bloodied scimitars.  The massive orc just bellowed at his assailants.“You will fall to the power of Gruumsh!!”Standing beside the fallen bodies of Arden and Dent, Gnettles cast Improved Invisibility on himself, then began casting upon Grumstorg.  The gnome was not pleased to feel the slight stinging ache in his fingers as his spell fizzled.Meanwhile, Inmir and Fynder still faced off at the other side of the room.  Anger and frustration fueled the foes, who seemed to be unable to hurt each other.  However, Lia, standing nearby, reached into her bag and pulled forth an orange ball of fur.  As the fluffy tuft hit the ground at Fynder’s feet, a tiger sprang forth growing from the mass of fur.  At the same time, Ziona’s Mother Megara was busy casting at the orcs who had slain Avangel.  In an instant, flames poured down upon the barbarian and cleric in the shape of a red-hot cylinder.  The barbarian roared and cursed in the orcish tongue, but the heat was too much for the cleric.  The orc collapsed to the ground in a smoldering heap.  The (now raging) barbarian ran from the flames and charged at Inmir.  With a roar born of pain, the orc hacked into the forsaker.  Inmir grimaced but knew he could withstand the pain.  Lia ran to aid Inmir, nunchaku spinning wildly.  Her weapons collided with the frothing face of the orc, causing it’s eyes to roll back into it’s head as it fell to lifelessly to the ground.By this time, Fynder had finished off the tiger Lia had thrown at him, and turned to cleave into her!  Realizing that she was not going to go down as easily as the tiger had, Fynder withdrew and began moving towards the battle with Grumstorg, which seemed to be turning into a blood bath.Grumstorg turned his eye on Varr and speared the dwarf twice.  Blood spurted from Varr’s mouth as he fell to his knees and dropped Frostbite.  With a final motion, Grumstorg skewered the dwarf through the neck, then pulled up with such force that Varr’s head ripped from his shoulders.  Blood splattered onto the face of the shocked Zellian, who Grumstorg turned and cleaved into.  The dark elf took the hit and stumbled backwards, not knowing what was his blood and what was Varr’s.Further away from the carnage in the middle of the room, Ziona made her way to the fallen celestial elf.  She knelt down beside him and pulled forth a rod.  Clasping her Holy Symbol for support, she pointed the rod at Avangel and called out “Resurrection!”The winged elf became flush, and his golden eyes slammed open.  He seemed to know he was still in danger, but was obviously confused.“The battle rages on,” Ziona explained to him.  “You have been restored to life, my friend, but you may feel somewhat weaker than you had before.”“Yes, I understand, milady,” said Avangel getting up.  He reached over and grabbed First Light, then cried, “We must return to the battle!”The paladin spread his wings and flew towards his companions, but was horrified to see how many of them had been slain.  Would they live to defeat such a foe?The Adventure Continues…</blockquote>

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