RJK'S Cairn of the Skeleton King

[Kafkonia]

Temporarily stunned by the rapid unfolding of events, Timrek shakes himself free of the cold and looks at the retreating beings.

"That wasss not what I exssspected," he remarks.

 

[Nephtys]

And Maigreth unleashes her readied spell, setting the night ablaze.

ooc: Wall of Fire turned toward the undead, hitting as many as possible while cutting the main force off from the party (she doesn't care if one or two happens to be cut off on the partys side).
(Maigreth stands a bit behind the front ranks of the group, so it's unlikely any of the undead couls aoo her.)

 

[kinem]

Anton can't help but be impressed by the power of these undead. I could learn much from them. Perhaps a more diplomatic approach would be in order. But before trying that, he waits to see the effects of Maigreth's spell.

 

[zoons]

If Maigreth's spell is alowed to penetrate this magical veil, Moja will jump back a safe distance behind the front fighters as well. He's afraid of very little, but fire is not his friend. In this case Zanax will continue to hover, waiting for a clue to help him decide what to do.

If Maigreth's spell is somehow shunted, as has been the case with the Cleric's turning attempts, then Zanax will fly in front of the group and land in a patch of sand and begin scratching the phrase "What do you want?" into the dirt so that the undead can possibly communicate with us. If they move menacingly toward him he will attempt to fly out of melee reach. In this case, Moja will hold his line in front of the Clerics and Mages, holding a half action to attack anything that moves menacingly towards the party.

 

[ethandrew]

Rupert will run to the back of the huddled group and shout to them all at once.

"Quickly, I doubt they'll take kindly to his barrier of fire. Let's make our escape with this banner of theirs, run henceforth to our employers in Tegel and tell them what has happened here. It will save our lives, I swear it!"

 

[Vertexx69]

In the very moment that Titus raises his hand to perform a sign to unleash a spell that would free at least some of the undead warriors from their eternal service, the skeleton captain's hand shoots forward and the cold fingers break through the cleric's armour, stinging into his flesh, producing a pain like Titus has never felt before.
Sweating all over his body, Titus goes down on one knee, the undead towering over him...
But the skeleton warrior doesn't strike.
Instead, he steps back into the fog, and his servants follow...
You can still see them there, though, their burning eyes wlurking only few meters away in the darkness...

[sblock=OOC]I hadn't cast anything offensive yet. My hammer was already in the air from the turning (thats how my cleric of war turns) and nimbus of light is just to protect myself from shadows, vamps and the like before I reached toward the wall of undetermined undead (since you didn't answer my desription questions). And I cast that before I approached them.[/sblock]

 

[Le Noir Faineant]

[sblock=OOC]I hadn't cast anything offensive yet. My hammer was already in the air from the turning (thats how my cleric of war turns) and nimbus of light is just to protect myself from shadows, vamps and the like before I reached toward the wall of undetermined undead (since you didn't answer my desription questions). And I cast that before I approached them.[/sblock]

[I am sorry - now that I reread it, I realize that I indeed didn't answer soem of your questions and ran the situation in a way that you might not have wanted. Be sure that I will reward you soon for this inconvenience.]

And Maigreth unleashes her readied spell, setting the night ablaze.

Maigreth's spell strikes down on the undead with full force, but the skeleton phalanx doesn't move.

Over there in the fog, you can see how the fire devours undead after undead, and how the warriors quiver in unspeakable pain...

Yet, the army does not retreat, nor do they attempt to attack you, as the fire engulfs it...

It's a depressing image, one that you will probably never forget, as you stand there before the wall of fog, and smell the scent of rotten, burned flesh and molten iron and leather...

 

[Nephtys]

Maigreth brazes herself for the onslaught that never comes, her eyes widening in amazement at the undeads' lack of reaction. Inwardly cursing her jumpy nerves she begins to regret her decision. The skeleton warrior had shown Titus mercy, and now she had repayed that mercy with a massacre. Worse, now they had no way of finding out what they had really wanted.

 

[ethandrew]

After a few moments of staring at the horde of undead being ripped apart by the flames, Rupert grabs ahold of Maigreth's arm, drawing her attention down to himself.

"I swear to you, those you did not destroy today would pose a threat to us in the future. These horrors are unnatural and do not belong. While they may not have attacked us now, the next time they would, and now they'll do it with fewer numbers."

 

[kinem]

"You seem to swear quite a bit, Rupert" Anton observes. "We must find out what this is about!"