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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 1847123" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Unfortunately for Mole, osyluth have damned good spot/listen rolls.</p><p></p><p>* * * * * </p><p></p><p>Chapter 259</p><p></p><p>Zenna, Dannel, and Hodge heard the templar’s scream, and knew that they had to get through or around that <em>wall of ice,</em> and quickly. </p><p></p><p>Dannel didn’t hesitate, turning to the wall behind him, and using his <em>slippers of spider climbing</em> to run <em>up</em> the wall. He quickly gained enough height to see over the fifteen-foot high wall, and through the raging melee in the center of the room, took aim at his target. </p><p></p><p>Beorna stabbed her sword through the wraith at her feet, but her sword passed harmlessly through it to clang loudly against the floor below. She tried to draw upon the power of Helm, but in this place, consecrated to darkness, the bright light of her patron seemed like a mere trickle, barely enough for the undead swarming around her to even notice. </p><p></p><p>And then a cold wave of death descended over her, and for the first time she felt a tremor of involuntary fear. </p><p></p><p>Arun felt the cold touch as well, and he was in a position to see its source: the cleric Iverson, unleashing a powerful burst of negative energy. Several of the wounded zombies glowed briefly with a pale red light, their wounds knitting shut, and the priest himself seemed fortified, his own hurts eased by his spell. Arun had no idea how that could be, unless the man himself was undead, but he had more immediate concerns. His route to the cleric was blocked by the surging zombies, and anyway, an ally beside him was in danger. </p><p></p><p>He turned and lunged forward at the wraith, taking a hit from the render behind him but shrugging it off. The undead creature screeched, a terrible, hollow sound as Arun’s sword tore through the fabric of its being. It started to sink back into the floor, but Arun followed his initial swing with a low sweep of his sword that bisected the glowing red points of its eyes, and with a final whisper it disintegrated into wisps of fading blackness. </p><p></p><p>Beorna looked down at him. “Thank you,” she said. </p><p></p><p>Arun nodded. “Let’s get that cleric!” he urged. </p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, unseen by the cleric or his undead servitors, Mole had circled around the edge of the chamber, nearly invisible in the shadows. On Iverson’s fall she’d adjusted her course and now came at him from behind, her dark cloak trailing behind her, her soft boots making barely a whisper on the stone floor. </p><p></p><p>Iverson, already preparing another spell, did not detect her. </p><p></p><p>But the bone devil turned, and she looked up in horror as it fixed her with its terrible, evil gaze. Then it was gone, and the chamber around her was replaced by the interior of a hemispherical <em>wall of ice</em>, shutting her off from the battle. Rendered all but harmless, she hacked at the thick ice in vain. </p><p></p><p>Then something occurred to her, and she reached for her <em>bag of holding</em>. </p><p></p><p>The initial wall of ice blocking off the stairs suddenly began to glow brightly at a single point along its length. The ice retreated as Zenna’s <em>scorching rays</em> blasted through it, providing an opening that Hodge leapt through, his flaming axe bright in his hands, shivering as he passed through the thick plane of frozen air that remained in the breach in the ice wall. Zenna followed, although she remained on her side of the wall, and she began once again to work her magic. </p><p></p><p>Iverson took an involuntary step back as an arrow from Dannel’s bow slammed into his shoulder. His <em>mirror images</em> had served their purpose, absorbing most of the elf’s shots thus far, and his armor, reinforced with a <em>shield of faith</em>, had taken care of the others until this one had wormed its way through. He was not hurt seriously, though, and his earlier <em>mass inflict</em> spell had restored most of the damage he’d taken in the fall earlier. </p><p></p><p>In the space between heartbeats he called upon a quickened <em>divine favor</em> to prepare him for melee, and then unleashed a <em>destruction</em> upon the priestess of Helm who was thus far holding up well against the battering his undead were working upon her. </p><p></p><p>A vortex of unholy fire gathered, surging as it swept up Beorna in its eager grasp.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 1847123, member: 143"] Unfortunately for Mole, osyluth have damned good spot/listen rolls. * * * * * Chapter 259 Zenna, Dannel, and Hodge heard the templar’s scream, and knew that they had to get through or around that [I]wall of ice,[/I] and quickly. Dannel didn’t hesitate, turning to the wall behind him, and using his [I]slippers of spider climbing[/I] to run [I]up[/I] the wall. He quickly gained enough height to see over the fifteen-foot high wall, and through the raging melee in the center of the room, took aim at his target. Beorna stabbed her sword through the wraith at her feet, but her sword passed harmlessly through it to clang loudly against the floor below. She tried to draw upon the power of Helm, but in this place, consecrated to darkness, the bright light of her patron seemed like a mere trickle, barely enough for the undead swarming around her to even notice. And then a cold wave of death descended over her, and for the first time she felt a tremor of involuntary fear. Arun felt the cold touch as well, and he was in a position to see its source: the cleric Iverson, unleashing a powerful burst of negative energy. Several of the wounded zombies glowed briefly with a pale red light, their wounds knitting shut, and the priest himself seemed fortified, his own hurts eased by his spell. Arun had no idea how that could be, unless the man himself was undead, but he had more immediate concerns. His route to the cleric was blocked by the surging zombies, and anyway, an ally beside him was in danger. He turned and lunged forward at the wraith, taking a hit from the render behind him but shrugging it off. The undead creature screeched, a terrible, hollow sound as Arun’s sword tore through the fabric of its being. It started to sink back into the floor, but Arun followed his initial swing with a low sweep of his sword that bisected the glowing red points of its eyes, and with a final whisper it disintegrated into wisps of fading blackness. Beorna looked down at him. “Thank you,” she said. Arun nodded. “Let’s get that cleric!” he urged. Meanwhile, unseen by the cleric or his undead servitors, Mole had circled around the edge of the chamber, nearly invisible in the shadows. On Iverson’s fall she’d adjusted her course and now came at him from behind, her dark cloak trailing behind her, her soft boots making barely a whisper on the stone floor. Iverson, already preparing another spell, did not detect her. But the bone devil turned, and she looked up in horror as it fixed her with its terrible, evil gaze. Then it was gone, and the chamber around her was replaced by the interior of a hemispherical [I]wall of ice[/I], shutting her off from the battle. Rendered all but harmless, she hacked at the thick ice in vain. Then something occurred to her, and she reached for her [I]bag of holding[/I]. The initial wall of ice blocking off the stairs suddenly began to glow brightly at a single point along its length. The ice retreated as Zenna’s [I]scorching rays[/I] blasted through it, providing an opening that Hodge leapt through, his flaming axe bright in his hands, shivering as he passed through the thick plane of frozen air that remained in the breach in the ice wall. Zenna followed, although she remained on her side of the wall, and she began once again to work her magic. Iverson took an involuntary step back as an arrow from Dannel’s bow slammed into his shoulder. His [I]mirror images[/I] had served their purpose, absorbing most of the elf’s shots thus far, and his armor, reinforced with a [I]shield of faith[/I], had taken care of the others until this one had wormed its way through. He was not hurt seriously, though, and his earlier [I]mass inflict[/I] spell had restored most of the damage he’d taken in the fall earlier. In the space between heartbeats he called upon a quickened [I]divine favor[/I] to prepare him for melee, and then unleashed a [I]destruction[/I] upon the priestess of Helm who was thus far holding up well against the battering his undead were working upon her. A vortex of unholy fire gathered, surging as it swept up Beorna in its eager grasp. [/QUOTE]
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