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<blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 4795159" data-attributes="member: 2323"><p><strong>[PLAIN][Interludes #11] Route![/PLAIN]</strong></p><p></p><p>"Not really," Maleko admitted. "But if we find her, perhaps I could help. I could <em>Web</em> her and then she would be easy to remove." The elf started back down the stairs but Cerrakean shot him a staying look.</p><p></p><p>"I can deal with Jinissi," she said. "That's what I'm good at. You stick to what you're good at and let me do my job." She cocked a thumb back up at the hole in the ceiling that led to the helm.</p><p></p><p>"We should all go take care of this situation," Maleko insisted. "I don't want the lizard woman catching any of us alone after this." Cerrakean's lip curled back from her fangs, but before she could say anything Ayremac spoke up.</p><p></p><p>"I’ll try and help Cerrakean rid us of our stow-away, Maleko," he said. “Meantime let's try to get this ship moving anyway. I think your plan to pilot the ship was a good one and we don’t want to be sitting ducks. If you want to try to get this thing moving, we may be able to at least give this pirate a challenge." The elf scowled but turned back up the stairs. After one step he paused and asked, "J'inn and J'ann, can you reload that weapon?"</p><p></p><p>"Maybe..." J'inn started.</p><p></p><p>"I've never done it before," J'ann finished.</p><p></p><p>"Why?" they said in unison and each cocked his head at Maleko in exactly the same way.</p><p></p><p>"I don't think Shroud is done for. If I am not mistaken, he will regenerate soon enough," the mage told them. "Mr. Jangles will not be happy when he comes 'round."</p><p></p><p>Ayremac paused at that announcement, considering. Then he turned to Cerrakean and asked, "You're sure you can handle Jinissi alone?" She looked at him like he was mad.</p><p></p><p>"Does an elf crap in the woods?" she asked and set about opening the hatch to the outside. Ayremac nodded at her back.</p><p></p><p>"Ixin, I don’t like the idea of you and I splitting up," he told his charge. "What say we head out and see if we can finish off that boarding party?”</p><p></p><p>"There will be justice," she said and Ayremac smiled at the zeal in her eyes. He'd had that same enthusiasm when he'd first read Umba's Writ.</p><p></p><p>"Maybe one of us should stay guard here in case the lizard woman comes back," Maleko suggested and Ayremac paused at the door as Cerrakean darted out into the silver void.</p><p></p><p>“Obviously, your party can do as it chooses," he told the elf and followed the hobgoblin outside. Ixin grinned at the mage and then she too disappeared outside.</p><p></p><p>Maleko sighed and Del called from the helm above, "Are you coming?"</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Finishing off the boarding party was a simple matter. Ayremac called down a <em>Holy Smite</em> on the webbed mass of pirates and from the resulting cries of pain easily determined that every one of them trapped within was evil. Ixin came in close and spoke a quick word of benediction, "Umba's wisdom is infinite."</p><p></p><p>In the past, Ixin's draconic fundamentum was responsible for producing her dragonfire. It was as natural a thing for her as laughing and it used to bring her almost as much joy. But now, since returning from the samsara sword, she was wholly human and possessed no organ to generate her fiery breath. But regaining that power had been the focus of every free moment she had had in Frothingham and through hours of meditation and concentration she'd found a way to convert the energy from her spells into dragonfire. The higher the Circle of spell she sacrificed, the hotter her breath burned. She drew now on the power of a single 2nd Circle Valence, opened her mouth and breathed fire on them.</p><p></p><p>The effect was horrible and instantaneous. Most of the pirates were directly caught in the cone of flame and charred to a cinder at once. Some few of them were on the periphery of the mass, but they could not avoid the spreading flames as the <em>Web</em> burned. Weakened as they were by exposure to Ayremac's <em>Holy Smite</em>, they were swiftly immolated by the purging fire.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Cerrakean's prey wasn't nearly so cooperative. Jinissi was sneaky and knew her way around the Deathspider, so it was little wonder that the hobgoblin had trouble finding her. In truth, despite Cerrakean's earlier bravado she may well have never found Jinissi if the lizardfolk hadn't simply darted off the ship into the void. At first, Cerrakean couldn't figure out what she was doing, but then looking up, the hobgoblin noticed that the Dire Hag was turning away, executing a retreat from the scene.</p><p></p><p>Jinissi didn't want to be left behind.</p><p></p><p>But she was slow. Too slow as it turned out and Cerrakean caught up with her before she'd closed half the distance between the two ships. She struck the lizard woman scimitar-first in the back, opening a terrible wound there. Hissing, Jinissi looped around, trailing droplets of crimson as she came at the hobgoblin with her shortsword. The weapon stabbed out and drew a line of blood along the inside of Cerrakean's right thigh.</p><p></p><p>"Let me go," the lizard woman hissed, her long tongue tasting the air, but Cerrakean just snorted laughter.</p><p></p><p>"Not a chance, honey," she said and her two scimitars became a blur of motion as she sought some opening in her opponent's defense. She found none, and as Jinissi parried her last attack, the lizard woman hissed menacingly.</p><p></p><p>"You are not so skilled when facing an opponent rather than stabbing them in the back," she said and tried to bring her shortsword up into Cerrakean's belly. The hobgoblin batted the blade away with her own and slashed across Jinissi's left bicep with her other scimitar.</p><p></p><p>"Keep talking," the hobgoblin shot back as her opponent recoiled in pain. Cerrakean came in close and Jinissi stabbed her in the side.</p><p></p><p>"Oh, I will, wretch," the lizard woman laughed as hobgoblin blood leaked from the puncture in Cerrakean's gut. Cerrakean stopped the laughter short by slashing her across the snout.</p><p></p><p>Jinissi stabbed her again in the thigh.</p><p></p><p>Cerrakean opened a matching wound in Jinissi's.</p><p></p><p>The lizard woman reared back to drive her sword into Cerrakean's gut and the hobgoblin's two swords flashed out like a pair of scissors opening horrible wounds in Jinissi's throat. The lizard woman made a gurgling sound and clutched feebly at her ruptured neck, but she could do nothing to stem the flow of blood and after a moment she was still in the center of a crimson cloud.</p><p></p><p>"Try talking now," the hobgoblin growled, spitting on the corpse.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>"This is taking too long," Del hissed through gritted teeth.</p><p></p><p>"Are you alright?" Maleko asked as he tried to get a sense for the strange controls governing the ship's movement. He stared at the spinning tangle of concentric circles and glowing nodes of light that hung in the air before him, and thought that at last he was seeing some logic to the display. The bright red hourglass at the core clearly represented the deathspider and if he could get it to tilt forward and to the left...</p><p></p><p>The entire ship shuddered and lurched forward, beginning a laborious turn to port.</p><p></p><p>"I'll be fine," Del panted behind him. "Just do what you have to do." If Maleko had been able to see the half-elf he might have thought differently. Cold sweat was streaming down the Marshall's ghastly white face, and his eyes were pressed tightly shut with the effort to keep his voice even despite the steady pain that came from being strapped into the lifejammer helm.</p><p></p><p>"Hold this heading," one of the twins hollered up from below.</p><p></p><p>"Can you close the distance any?" the other asked.</p><p></p><p>"I... I don't know," Maleko admitted. The controls were so... alien.</p><p></p><p>"Then just hold it right-" The cannon fired below followed an instant later by disappointed cursing.</p><p></p><p>"We missed," they yelled up. "And Grawl's ship is moving off."</p><p></p><p>"Do we pursue?" Maleko asked eagerly as he frantically moved his hands over the glimmering controls. "We've got them on the run!"</p><p></p><p>"No!" Del panted through gritted teeth. "We powered up this ship to help deal with Grawl's attack. If the Dire Hag is sailing away, I see no benefit in chasing it down at the physical expense of our own manpower."</p><p></p><p>"If we run though would it not appear to be that we are afraid? Perhaps letting me take my time to get the control of this ship would be good," the elf suggested, his attention rapt upon the controls. "We can't power it too long using ourselves. That's not a great plan, although it may work."</p><p></p><p>"I see no reason to run risks to hunt him down," Del groaned. "Unless you want to take a turn sitting in this seat." Maleko sat up with a start and rushed around to where the half-elf was imprisoned within the cage of the second throne. He began releasing him at once.</p><p></p><p>"You're right of course!" the mage said. "I do not want to power this ship with a person unless essential for our survival. Very brave of you, Del. Are you alright? I am sure it was excrutiating." Pale-faced and sweating, Del leaned forward in the chair breathing heavily.</p><p></p><p>"I'll live," he said tremulously. At that point Ayremac poked his head up through the hole in the floor.</p><p></p><p>“We may have won a bluff here," he said. "The ship is moving off with haste. I thought for sure the pirate captain would pursue, but he may think this ship is better manned that it is. Let's not give any evidence that it is not the case.”</p><p></p><p>"We have now made a life enemy of Grawl, I'm afraid," Del breathed and the holy warrior scowled.</p><p></p><p>"You look unwell," he said matter-of-factly. "Perhaps some rest is in order."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>"What in your journeys has brought you to the astral plane?" Maleko asked later after they had regrouped. J'inn, J'ann and Cerrakean were all on sentry duty studying the silver void for any sign of other ships, the Dire Hag or otherwise.</p><p></p><p>"We are on a quest," Ixin said proudly and Ayremac nodded.</p><p></p><p>“I am not sure how familiar you both are with the path of Umba, but I am what we call an Officer," the celestial told Maleko and Del. "I am given the honor of dispensing Umba’s justice on the material plane. I also bear the responsibility to take on the missions of my elders, the Justiciars."</p><p></p><p>"I am familiar with Umba," Maleko said. "I am a priest of Nethlar, the Lorekeeper." Ayremac smiled.</p><p></p><p>"Good," he said. "In any case, my personal teacher, Justiciar Galmache has asked me to search the Astral Plane for a sword… Fedifensor, to be specific. Have you heard of it?”</p><p></p><p>"Who hasn't?" Maleko laughed. "There're entire books written about Fedifensor and how it figured into the defense of Amphibese and southwestern Pellham."</p><p></p><p>"Well, I've never heard of it," Del admitted as he rubbed his brow. </p><p></p><p>“Fedifensor is a holy sword, a mighty relic, actually, that is imbued with the holy power to overcome fiends and send them back to the lower planes,” Ayremac told him.</p><p></p><p>"In the high tongue it's name translates as 'Defender of the Faith'," Maleko said, grinning. "Finding it after all the years since it was lost would be amazing!"</p><p></p><p>"What about you?" Ixin asked, unmoved by Maleko's enthusiasm for minutia.</p><p></p><p>"We have come to the astral plane in search of surviving members of Grey House." the elf said proudly. He was looking at Ayremac when he spoke, pointing at a gem bracelet he wore on his left wrist, so he missed the look that passed over Ixin's face. Del saw it however and made a point of watching her as Maleko spoke.</p><p></p><p>"We are tracking them through this device. It is telling us if we are closing in on their coins," Maleko went on. He pulled out a pierced mithril coin threaded on a chain from around his neck to demonstrate. "They may or may not still be alive. We may encounter difficulty if they were murdered or something. I never mentioned that before to Del or Cerreakan, but I assumed they thought of that possibility. There are very few surviving members left after a battle at Myth Drannor, so we are very concerned that the Grey Company continue."</p><p></p><p>"This is familiar to you," Del said to Ixin and she looked at him quickly. There was fire in her eyes, and recognition. She sighed and nodded.</p><p></p><p>"I travelled for a while with some who bore such coins," she announced and her eyes seemed to visibly glaze over with memory. "I even wore one myself for a time. A smallfolk... A dvergar... A fairyborn... A trolborn... All of them are dead now. All dead."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jon Potter, post: 4795159, member: 2323"] [b][PLAIN][Interludes #11] Route![/PLAIN][/b] "Not really," Maleko admitted. "But if we find her, perhaps I could help. I could [i]Web[/i] her and then she would be easy to remove." The elf started back down the stairs but Cerrakean shot him a staying look. "I can deal with Jinissi," she said. "That's what I'm good at. You stick to what you're good at and let me do my job." She cocked a thumb back up at the hole in the ceiling that led to the helm. "We should all go take care of this situation," Maleko insisted. "I don't want the lizard woman catching any of us alone after this." Cerrakean's lip curled back from her fangs, but before she could say anything Ayremac spoke up. "I’ll try and help Cerrakean rid us of our stow-away, Maleko," he said. “Meantime let's try to get this ship moving anyway. I think your plan to pilot the ship was a good one and we don’t want to be sitting ducks. If you want to try to get this thing moving, we may be able to at least give this pirate a challenge." The elf scowled but turned back up the stairs. After one step he paused and asked, "J'inn and J'ann, can you reload that weapon?" "Maybe..." J'inn started. "I've never done it before," J'ann finished. "Why?" they said in unison and each cocked his head at Maleko in exactly the same way. "I don't think Shroud is done for. If I am not mistaken, he will regenerate soon enough," the mage told them. "Mr. Jangles will not be happy when he comes 'round." Ayremac paused at that announcement, considering. Then he turned to Cerrakean and asked, "You're sure you can handle Jinissi alone?" She looked at him like he was mad. "Does an elf crap in the woods?" she asked and set about opening the hatch to the outside. Ayremac nodded at her back. "Ixin, I don’t like the idea of you and I splitting up," he told his charge. "What say we head out and see if we can finish off that boarding party?” "There will be justice," she said and Ayremac smiled at the zeal in her eyes. He'd had that same enthusiasm when he'd first read Umba's Writ. "Maybe one of us should stay guard here in case the lizard woman comes back," Maleko suggested and Ayremac paused at the door as Cerrakean darted out into the silver void. “Obviously, your party can do as it chooses," he told the elf and followed the hobgoblin outside. Ixin grinned at the mage and then she too disappeared outside. Maleko sighed and Del called from the helm above, "Are you coming?" Finishing off the boarding party was a simple matter. Ayremac called down a [i]Holy Smite[/i] on the webbed mass of pirates and from the resulting cries of pain easily determined that every one of them trapped within was evil. Ixin came in close and spoke a quick word of benediction, "Umba's wisdom is infinite." In the past, Ixin's draconic fundamentum was responsible for producing her dragonfire. It was as natural a thing for her as laughing and it used to bring her almost as much joy. But now, since returning from the samsara sword, she was wholly human and possessed no organ to generate her fiery breath. But regaining that power had been the focus of every free moment she had had in Frothingham and through hours of meditation and concentration she'd found a way to convert the energy from her spells into dragonfire. The higher the Circle of spell she sacrificed, the hotter her breath burned. She drew now on the power of a single 2nd Circle Valence, opened her mouth and breathed fire on them. The effect was horrible and instantaneous. Most of the pirates were directly caught in the cone of flame and charred to a cinder at once. Some few of them were on the periphery of the mass, but they could not avoid the spreading flames as the [i]Web[/i] burned. Weakened as they were by exposure to Ayremac's [i]Holy Smite[/i], they were swiftly immolated by the purging fire. Cerrakean's prey wasn't nearly so cooperative. Jinissi was sneaky and knew her way around the Deathspider, so it was little wonder that the hobgoblin had trouble finding her. In truth, despite Cerrakean's earlier bravado she may well have never found Jinissi if the lizardfolk hadn't simply darted off the ship into the void. At first, Cerrakean couldn't figure out what she was doing, but then looking up, the hobgoblin noticed that the Dire Hag was turning away, executing a retreat from the scene. Jinissi didn't want to be left behind. But she was slow. Too slow as it turned out and Cerrakean caught up with her before she'd closed half the distance between the two ships. She struck the lizard woman scimitar-first in the back, opening a terrible wound there. Hissing, Jinissi looped around, trailing droplets of crimson as she came at the hobgoblin with her shortsword. The weapon stabbed out and drew a line of blood along the inside of Cerrakean's right thigh. "Let me go," the lizard woman hissed, her long tongue tasting the air, but Cerrakean just snorted laughter. "Not a chance, honey," she said and her two scimitars became a blur of motion as she sought some opening in her opponent's defense. She found none, and as Jinissi parried her last attack, the lizard woman hissed menacingly. "You are not so skilled when facing an opponent rather than stabbing them in the back," she said and tried to bring her shortsword up into Cerrakean's belly. The hobgoblin batted the blade away with her own and slashed across Jinissi's left bicep with her other scimitar. "Keep talking," the hobgoblin shot back as her opponent recoiled in pain. Cerrakean came in close and Jinissi stabbed her in the side. "Oh, I will, wretch," the lizard woman laughed as hobgoblin blood leaked from the puncture in Cerrakean's gut. Cerrakean stopped the laughter short by slashing her across the snout. Jinissi stabbed her again in the thigh. Cerrakean opened a matching wound in Jinissi's. The lizard woman reared back to drive her sword into Cerrakean's gut and the hobgoblin's two swords flashed out like a pair of scissors opening horrible wounds in Jinissi's throat. The lizard woman made a gurgling sound and clutched feebly at her ruptured neck, but she could do nothing to stem the flow of blood and after a moment she was still in the center of a crimson cloud. "Try talking now," the hobgoblin growled, spitting on the corpse. "This is taking too long," Del hissed through gritted teeth. "Are you alright?" Maleko asked as he tried to get a sense for the strange controls governing the ship's movement. He stared at the spinning tangle of concentric circles and glowing nodes of light that hung in the air before him, and thought that at last he was seeing some logic to the display. The bright red hourglass at the core clearly represented the deathspider and if he could get it to tilt forward and to the left... The entire ship shuddered and lurched forward, beginning a laborious turn to port. "I'll be fine," Del panted behind him. "Just do what you have to do." If Maleko had been able to see the half-elf he might have thought differently. Cold sweat was streaming down the Marshall's ghastly white face, and his eyes were pressed tightly shut with the effort to keep his voice even despite the steady pain that came from being strapped into the lifejammer helm. "Hold this heading," one of the twins hollered up from below. "Can you close the distance any?" the other asked. "I... I don't know," Maleko admitted. The controls were so... alien. "Then just hold it right-" The cannon fired below followed an instant later by disappointed cursing. "We missed," they yelled up. "And Grawl's ship is moving off." "Do we pursue?" Maleko asked eagerly as he frantically moved his hands over the glimmering controls. "We've got them on the run!" "No!" Del panted through gritted teeth. "We powered up this ship to help deal with Grawl's attack. If the Dire Hag is sailing away, I see no benefit in chasing it down at the physical expense of our own manpower." "If we run though would it not appear to be that we are afraid? Perhaps letting me take my time to get the control of this ship would be good," the elf suggested, his attention rapt upon the controls. "We can't power it too long using ourselves. That's not a great plan, although it may work." "I see no reason to run risks to hunt him down," Del groaned. "Unless you want to take a turn sitting in this seat." Maleko sat up with a start and rushed around to where the half-elf was imprisoned within the cage of the second throne. He began releasing him at once. "You're right of course!" the mage said. "I do not want to power this ship with a person unless essential for our survival. Very brave of you, Del. Are you alright? I am sure it was excrutiating." Pale-faced and sweating, Del leaned forward in the chair breathing heavily. "I'll live," he said tremulously. At that point Ayremac poked his head up through the hole in the floor. “We may have won a bluff here," he said. "The ship is moving off with haste. I thought for sure the pirate captain would pursue, but he may think this ship is better manned that it is. Let's not give any evidence that it is not the case.” "We have now made a life enemy of Grawl, I'm afraid," Del breathed and the holy warrior scowled. "You look unwell," he said matter-of-factly. "Perhaps some rest is in order." "What in your journeys has brought you to the astral plane?" Maleko asked later after they had regrouped. J'inn, J'ann and Cerrakean were all on sentry duty studying the silver void for any sign of other ships, the Dire Hag or otherwise. "We are on a quest," Ixin said proudly and Ayremac nodded. “I am not sure how familiar you both are with the path of Umba, but I am what we call an Officer," the celestial told Maleko and Del. "I am given the honor of dispensing Umba’s justice on the material plane. I also bear the responsibility to take on the missions of my elders, the Justiciars." "I am familiar with Umba," Maleko said. "I am a priest of Nethlar, the Lorekeeper." Ayremac smiled. "Good," he said. "In any case, my personal teacher, Justiciar Galmache has asked me to search the Astral Plane for a sword… Fedifensor, to be specific. Have you heard of it?” "Who hasn't?" Maleko laughed. "There're entire books written about Fedifensor and how it figured into the defense of Amphibese and southwestern Pellham." "Well, I've never heard of it," Del admitted as he rubbed his brow. “Fedifensor is a holy sword, a mighty relic, actually, that is imbued with the holy power to overcome fiends and send them back to the lower planes,” Ayremac told him. "In the high tongue it's name translates as 'Defender of the Faith'," Maleko said, grinning. "Finding it after all the years since it was lost would be amazing!" "What about you?" Ixin asked, unmoved by Maleko's enthusiasm for minutia. "We have come to the astral plane in search of surviving members of Grey House." the elf said proudly. He was looking at Ayremac when he spoke, pointing at a gem bracelet he wore on his left wrist, so he missed the look that passed over Ixin's face. Del saw it however and made a point of watching her as Maleko spoke. "We are tracking them through this device. It is telling us if we are closing in on their coins," Maleko went on. He pulled out a pierced mithril coin threaded on a chain from around his neck to demonstrate. "They may or may not still be alive. We may encounter difficulty if they were murdered or something. I never mentioned that before to Del or Cerreakan, but I assumed they thought of that possibility. There are very few surviving members left after a battle at Myth Drannor, so we are very concerned that the Grey Company continue." "This is familiar to you," Del said to Ixin and she looked at him quickly. There was fire in her eyes, and recognition. She sighed and nodded. "I travelled for a while with some who bore such coins," she announced and her eyes seemed to visibly glaze over with memory. "I even wore one myself for a time. A smallfolk... A dvergar... A fairyborn... A trolborn... All of them are dead now. All dead." [/QUOTE]
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