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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 1833051" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 252</p><p></p><p>True to form, the companions found themselves confronted with another dire foe out for their blood. </p><p></p><p>But this time, the setting was a very public one, smack dab in the middle of one of Cauldron’s busier streets. Nearby townsfolk screamed and scattered, leaving the six adventurers to face the rage of the half-dragon, half-minotaur warrior named Zarik Dhor alone.</p><p></p><p>The huge warrior was an imposing adversary, but the companions had faced down tougher foes, and been thrust into deadlier confrontations and survived. Even as Zenna went down, and Dhor whipped his lethal chain up around his head in a rushing arc, the dwarves rushed to attack. Beorna lifted her sword and called upon the power of Helm, invoking her patron’s <em>divine favor</em> to guide her strokes in the melee. Arun and Hodge didn’t bother with such niceties, leaping forward to directly assail the huge monster. The chain, however, gave it an incredible reach, and before they could close to striking range it swept the weapon down into both of them. Hodge grunted and staggered as the heavy ball clipped his shoulder, and Arun took an equally devastating hit a few seconds later as it clanged into his shield with enough force to dent the magically reinforced steel. </p><p></p><p>But the dwarves were made of stern stuff, and they pressed their attack. Hodge thrust his spear at Dhor’s chest, but underneath the chain links of his armor the draconic minotaur was possessed of an incredibly thick hide, combining the gifts of both sides of his ancestry. The thrust had no apparent effect.</p><p></p><p>Arun darted in and slashed with his holy blade at one of Dhor’s muscular thighs. His chain armor did not reach so low, but even so the paladin’s powerful stroke only barely injured the giant warrior, drawing a shallow gash across the limb. Dhor held his ground, altering the swirling circle forged by his spiked chain to bring the heavy head to bear at the enemy at his feet. </p><p></p><p>Mole darted in to Zenna’s side. “Are you all right?” she asked, as the tiefling slowly pulled herself up, clutching at her wounded chest. </p><p></p><p>“I will be,” she said, forcing the words out through clenched teeth. “Go, help them!” she urged her friend, staggering back out of the range of the melee and the long reach of that spiked chain. Dannel watched her with concern, but thankfully he did not rush in to aid her; better by far that he continued doing what he was doing, in this case firing arrow after arrow in a rapid blur into the hulking form of Zarik Dhor. Zenna thought she heard the stirrings of a melody as she neared the elf, the twanging of his bowstring a musical sound followed by the siren song of each arrow as it sliced through the air toward its target. </p><p></p><p>Shaking her head to clear it of such fancies, she turned and summoned the words of one of her spells through the pain that still knifed insistently through her battered body. There would be time for healing later; right now they had to deal with the threat. </p><p></p><p>And Zarik Dhor seemed indefatigable, a deadly foe that continued to lay about him with powerful swings of his chain. Hodge rushed in with his axe raised to deliver a strong blow to the half-dragon’s side, but the heavy ball came crashing down, and the dwarf folded, struck with a critical hit that sent him to the ground. Seeing his friend struck down, Arun lunged with his sword, this time aiming for the thick mass of the huge warrior’s torso. But again Dhor demonstrated his blinding speed, and the chain came down in a deadly sequence of blows, the warrior snapping the chain in a vigorous action that sent the ball pounding down repeatedly into the paladin. The first blow came in low, tangling Arun’s legs in the chain and flinging him roughly onto his back. Then, before he could recover, Dhor snapped the spiked ball back down, slamming it into Arun’s body with incredible force. There seemed to be no way that even Arun could absorb such punishment, but still Dhor attacked again, twisting his wrists and whirling the chain around once more, driving the iron head down toward the paladin’s head. </p><p></p><p>Somehow, the battered dwarf found the breath and the energy to roll out of the way, and the chain slammed into the cobbles scant inches behind him, crushing several paving stones into rubble. </p><p></p><p>Beorna’s yell announced her arrival to the fray, the sunlight gleaming dully on the long length of her adamantine sword. But Dhor had still more surprises, and as she charged he swept out his chain in a wide arc that skittered across the cobblestones. The armored dwarf was unable to evade the chain as it snaked around her ankles, and as Dhor drew his weapon up with a rough jerk she joined Arun, falling facedown on the street. </p><p></p><p>Zenna focused her mind through the pain, and drew upon the energies of a spell. Her <em>scorching ray</em> extended in a twisting blast of fire that arced over the battlefield into the upper body of the draconic warrior. Tough as he was, he appeared to lack any particular resistance to fire. Zenna, lost in the depths of her concentration, drew deeper upon her reservoir of energy, and through the sheer force of her will maintained the spell, launching a second ray of flame into him. She’d never managed two blasts from the same spell before, and exulted in her power as the second ray of flame drew a black line across Dhor’s muscled body. </p><p></p><p>But even though she was out of the reach of the spiked chain, Dhor had another surprise in store. The half-dragon opened his great jaws wide, and as Zenna’s eyes widened in realization, he unleashed a great gout of acid that shot unerringly toward her.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 1833051, member: 143"] Chapter 252 True to form, the companions found themselves confronted with another dire foe out for their blood. But this time, the setting was a very public one, smack dab in the middle of one of Cauldron’s busier streets. Nearby townsfolk screamed and scattered, leaving the six adventurers to face the rage of the half-dragon, half-minotaur warrior named Zarik Dhor alone. The huge warrior was an imposing adversary, but the companions had faced down tougher foes, and been thrust into deadlier confrontations and survived. Even as Zenna went down, and Dhor whipped his lethal chain up around his head in a rushing arc, the dwarves rushed to attack. Beorna lifted her sword and called upon the power of Helm, invoking her patron’s [I]divine favor[/I] to guide her strokes in the melee. Arun and Hodge didn’t bother with such niceties, leaping forward to directly assail the huge monster. The chain, however, gave it an incredible reach, and before they could close to striking range it swept the weapon down into both of them. Hodge grunted and staggered as the heavy ball clipped his shoulder, and Arun took an equally devastating hit a few seconds later as it clanged into his shield with enough force to dent the magically reinforced steel. But the dwarves were made of stern stuff, and they pressed their attack. Hodge thrust his spear at Dhor’s chest, but underneath the chain links of his armor the draconic minotaur was possessed of an incredibly thick hide, combining the gifts of both sides of his ancestry. The thrust had no apparent effect. Arun darted in and slashed with his holy blade at one of Dhor’s muscular thighs. His chain armor did not reach so low, but even so the paladin’s powerful stroke only barely injured the giant warrior, drawing a shallow gash across the limb. Dhor held his ground, altering the swirling circle forged by his spiked chain to bring the heavy head to bear at the enemy at his feet. Mole darted in to Zenna’s side. “Are you all right?” she asked, as the tiefling slowly pulled herself up, clutching at her wounded chest. “I will be,” she said, forcing the words out through clenched teeth. “Go, help them!” she urged her friend, staggering back out of the range of the melee and the long reach of that spiked chain. Dannel watched her with concern, but thankfully he did not rush in to aid her; better by far that he continued doing what he was doing, in this case firing arrow after arrow in a rapid blur into the hulking form of Zarik Dhor. Zenna thought she heard the stirrings of a melody as she neared the elf, the twanging of his bowstring a musical sound followed by the siren song of each arrow as it sliced through the air toward its target. Shaking her head to clear it of such fancies, she turned and summoned the words of one of her spells through the pain that still knifed insistently through her battered body. There would be time for healing later; right now they had to deal with the threat. And Zarik Dhor seemed indefatigable, a deadly foe that continued to lay about him with powerful swings of his chain. Hodge rushed in with his axe raised to deliver a strong blow to the half-dragon’s side, but the heavy ball came crashing down, and the dwarf folded, struck with a critical hit that sent him to the ground. Seeing his friend struck down, Arun lunged with his sword, this time aiming for the thick mass of the huge warrior’s torso. But again Dhor demonstrated his blinding speed, and the chain came down in a deadly sequence of blows, the warrior snapping the chain in a vigorous action that sent the ball pounding down repeatedly into the paladin. The first blow came in low, tangling Arun’s legs in the chain and flinging him roughly onto his back. Then, before he could recover, Dhor snapped the spiked ball back down, slamming it into Arun’s body with incredible force. There seemed to be no way that even Arun could absorb such punishment, but still Dhor attacked again, twisting his wrists and whirling the chain around once more, driving the iron head down toward the paladin’s head. Somehow, the battered dwarf found the breath and the energy to roll out of the way, and the chain slammed into the cobbles scant inches behind him, crushing several paving stones into rubble. Beorna’s yell announced her arrival to the fray, the sunlight gleaming dully on the long length of her adamantine sword. But Dhor had still more surprises, and as she charged he swept out his chain in a wide arc that skittered across the cobblestones. The armored dwarf was unable to evade the chain as it snaked around her ankles, and as Dhor drew his weapon up with a rough jerk she joined Arun, falling facedown on the street. Zenna focused her mind through the pain, and drew upon the energies of a spell. Her [I]scorching ray[/I] extended in a twisting blast of fire that arced over the battlefield into the upper body of the draconic warrior. Tough as he was, he appeared to lack any particular resistance to fire. Zenna, lost in the depths of her concentration, drew deeper upon her reservoir of energy, and through the sheer force of her will maintained the spell, launching a second ray of flame into him. She’d never managed two blasts from the same spell before, and exulted in her power as the second ray of flame drew a black line across Dhor’s muscled body. But even though she was out of the reach of the spiked chain, Dhor had another surprise in store. The half-dragon opened his great jaws wide, and as Zenna’s eyes widened in realization, he unleashed a great gout of acid that shot unerringly toward her. [/QUOTE]
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