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<blockquote data-quote="Rel" data-source="post: 2289026" data-attributes="member: 99"><p>“On three,” said Marius. He looked to his right and saw Cathal ready with sword crackling in hand. “One.”</p><p></p><p>Off to the left he could see Speaks speaking the words of the Wild, already weaving magic. As the Druid finished his spell, the <em>Stone</em> beneath the giant skeleton turned <em>to Mud</em>. “Two.”</p><p></p><p>Past Speaks stood Marcus with mace and Shield in hand, ready to do battle with the undead monstrosity if it turned out to hold any of the essence of its former, draconic might. Marius glanced around and saw Lazarius lurking near the rear as usual. “THREE!” He pulled with all his strength on the hilt of the Bloodstone Blade and with the grinding sound of stone-on-stone, it slid free from the heart of the Dragon.</p><p></p><p>The muddy floor of the cavern was immediately drenched with blood as the petrified tracery of stone that encased the skeleton became sanguine once more. Marius staggered back under the unwieldy weight of the awkward, stone weapon and was off balance when the attack came.</p><p></p><p>The Dragon had been waiting for hundreds of years to complete his attack and so he did. Claws like swords tore into the man who held the blade that had been the doom of the Master of the Mountains. Talon tipped wings slashed at him too as his hind limbs settled deeper into the mud and his head dove in to try and finish this intruder.</p><p></p><p>Even as the Dragon lost his coating of stone, Lazarius gained one, warding him against the creature’s physical attacks. He moved to get a clear shot as Cathal tumbled beneath a massive bone wing and struck at the ribcage of the Dragon, sending splinters of bone falling into the bloody mud. An instant later these fragments were embedded in uneven stone as Speaks reversed his spell and returned the floor to its natural state. Now the Dragon’s skeleton was rooted to the spot.</p><p></p><p>Marcus went to work on the opposite flank and his mace sundered a pair of ribs from the skeleton sending them clattering to the floor. He let out a triumphant cry but it was a bit premature.</p><p></p><p>The Dragon had sensed the Druid’s magic and was not at all pleased to find that he could no longer maneuver. He displayed his anger through a devastating series of slashes and bites that left the Druid staggering backwards, bathed in his own blood. As Speaks fell back away from the fight, a bolt of azure <em>Cold Lightning</em> surged from the hands of Lazarius and crackled across the Dragon’s naked vertebra but didn’t seem to slow the behemoth down much.</p><p></p><p>No longer having to be wary of getting mired in mud, Cathal stepped in close to the Dragon’s flank and lay about himself with sword and shield. His fury filled him with strength and resolve but a hint of uncertainty still made a home in his heart. Could they truly defeat such an immense foe? And if they could not then what hope did they have against Bale? This doubt manifested itself in the strength of his blows which did little more than leave nicks on the Dragon’s bones.</p><p></p><p>Speaks continued to retreat out of the creature’s reach and armored his body with <em>Barkskin</em>. As soon as the enchantment was in place his hands went to weaving the next.</p><p></p><p>Marcus stood his ground and continued his assault with the mace. More bones broke and flew as he plied his blunt weapon in a task for which it was well suited. But his success came with the price that the Dragon understood who it was who most threatened it. Despite the hate-filled assault that was unleashed on the Warrior-Priest, the awkward angle and Marcus’ considerable defenses saw to it that he suffered only a minor slash from one of the Dragon’s claws.</p><p></p><p>Lazarius feared that these intense attacks on Marcus might force him to relent in his attacks and he cautiously moved up and placed a hand on the Warrior of St. Cuthbert. Beneath his armor, his <em>Skin</em> became as <em>Stone</em> and Marcus knew now that he was a match for this fearsome beast. He gathered his strength for his next attack.</p><p></p><p>Cathal kept up his attacks but found that his sword was ill suited to attacking the thick bones of the skeletal beast. His shield formed a better weapon for bashing and cracking the brittle bone and he focused on using it to hammer away at the thick thigh bone that was trapped in the stone. The room above was suddenly lit with a brilliant fire and Cathal turned to see Speaks unleash <em>Seeds</em> of <em>Fire</em> that slammed home into the arching neck and chest of the Dragon, charring bone and setting it ablaze.</p><p></p><p>Marcus saw his chance to strike a telling blow and stepped forward inside the Dragon’s ribcage. His mace hammered up into the spine of the creature at a spot where one of Speaks’ <em>Fiery Seeds</em> had started a smoldering blaze and he heard a loud “POP”. He struck again in the same spot and with a thunderous CRACK, the Dragon’s skeleton broke in two, falling motionless to the ground around St. Cuthbert’s minion.</p><p></p><p>At last the Dragon was no more.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Rel, post: 2289026, member: 99"] “On three,” said Marius. He looked to his right and saw Cathal ready with sword crackling in hand. “One.” Off to the left he could see Speaks speaking the words of the Wild, already weaving magic. As the Druid finished his spell, the [i]Stone[/i] beneath the giant skeleton turned [i]to Mud[/i]. “Two.” Past Speaks stood Marcus with mace and Shield in hand, ready to do battle with the undead monstrosity if it turned out to hold any of the essence of its former, draconic might. Marius glanced around and saw Lazarius lurking near the rear as usual. “THREE!” He pulled with all his strength on the hilt of the Bloodstone Blade and with the grinding sound of stone-on-stone, it slid free from the heart of the Dragon. The muddy floor of the cavern was immediately drenched with blood as the petrified tracery of stone that encased the skeleton became sanguine once more. Marius staggered back under the unwieldy weight of the awkward, stone weapon and was off balance when the attack came. The Dragon had been waiting for hundreds of years to complete his attack and so he did. Claws like swords tore into the man who held the blade that had been the doom of the Master of the Mountains. Talon tipped wings slashed at him too as his hind limbs settled deeper into the mud and his head dove in to try and finish this intruder. Even as the Dragon lost his coating of stone, Lazarius gained one, warding him against the creature’s physical attacks. He moved to get a clear shot as Cathal tumbled beneath a massive bone wing and struck at the ribcage of the Dragon, sending splinters of bone falling into the bloody mud. An instant later these fragments were embedded in uneven stone as Speaks reversed his spell and returned the floor to its natural state. Now the Dragon’s skeleton was rooted to the spot. Marcus went to work on the opposite flank and his mace sundered a pair of ribs from the skeleton sending them clattering to the floor. He let out a triumphant cry but it was a bit premature. The Dragon had sensed the Druid’s magic and was not at all pleased to find that he could no longer maneuver. He displayed his anger through a devastating series of slashes and bites that left the Druid staggering backwards, bathed in his own blood. As Speaks fell back away from the fight, a bolt of azure [i]Cold Lightning[/i] surged from the hands of Lazarius and crackled across the Dragon’s naked vertebra but didn’t seem to slow the behemoth down much. No longer having to be wary of getting mired in mud, Cathal stepped in close to the Dragon’s flank and lay about himself with sword and shield. His fury filled him with strength and resolve but a hint of uncertainty still made a home in his heart. Could they truly defeat such an immense foe? And if they could not then what hope did they have against Bale? This doubt manifested itself in the strength of his blows which did little more than leave nicks on the Dragon’s bones. Speaks continued to retreat out of the creature’s reach and armored his body with [i]Barkskin[/i]. As soon as the enchantment was in place his hands went to weaving the next. Marcus stood his ground and continued his assault with the mace. More bones broke and flew as he plied his blunt weapon in a task for which it was well suited. But his success came with the price that the Dragon understood who it was who most threatened it. Despite the hate-filled assault that was unleashed on the Warrior-Priest, the awkward angle and Marcus’ considerable defenses saw to it that he suffered only a minor slash from one of the Dragon’s claws. Lazarius feared that these intense attacks on Marcus might force him to relent in his attacks and he cautiously moved up and placed a hand on the Warrior of St. Cuthbert. Beneath his armor, his [i]Skin[/i] became as [i]Stone[/i] and Marcus knew now that he was a match for this fearsome beast. He gathered his strength for his next attack. Cathal kept up his attacks but found that his sword was ill suited to attacking the thick bones of the skeletal beast. His shield formed a better weapon for bashing and cracking the brittle bone and he focused on using it to hammer away at the thick thigh bone that was trapped in the stone. The room above was suddenly lit with a brilliant fire and Cathal turned to see Speaks unleash [i]Seeds[/i] of [i]Fire[/i] that slammed home into the arching neck and chest of the Dragon, charring bone and setting it ablaze. Marcus saw his chance to strike a telling blow and stepped forward inside the Dragon’s ribcage. His mace hammered up into the spine of the creature at a spot where one of Speaks’ [i]Fiery Seeds[/i] had started a smoldering blaze and he heard a loud “POP”. He struck again in the same spot and with a thunderous CRACK, the Dragon’s skeleton broke in two, falling motionless to the ground around St. Cuthbert’s minion. At last the Dragon was no more. [/QUOTE]
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