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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 2666725" data-attributes="member: 143">Yeah, the elves I created are far from optimal against undead, but hey, sometimes ya gotta fight with what you got. Needless to say, Dannel's going to be going through those holy arrows of his pretty quickly. * * * * * Chapter 474The zombie-giant-earth thing was obviously powerful from the way it uprooted bushes as tall as Dannel in its rush, and each massive step forward caused the ground to shake noticeably.  But it was slow, and that allowed Dannel just enough time to dodge back as it unleashed a two-handed overhead strike that slammed into the earth where he’d been standing a moment before.  He gave ground, the creature lumbering behind. The skeletons were much faster, and three of them moved to intercept them.  As they came lengths of what looked like green vine twisted from their open jaws, and as Dannel recognized them he felt a cold fear grip him in the gut. Mohrgs! he thought, knowing that if one of those barbed tentacles touched him, he might be in trouble. “Wealdathanthala!” came a loud cry, announcing the arrival of his two companions to the fray.  Eldren appeared and leapt at the giant zombie’s flank, his enchanted sword cleaving deep into the substance of it, sending clods of earth flying from its side.  But the unholy force animating the creature was potent, and it quickly turned to face him, sweeping out its massive arms in a powerful but inaccurate attempt to crush him.  The ranger dodged to the side, but a jagged length of branch jutting from the limb caught him in the shoulder, tearing his cloak and knocking him off-balance. Jannae had initially helped Dannel, by firing a blast of searing light into one of the mohrgs threatening him.  But seeing Eldren in trouble, she quickly moved to his aid, shifting into position to flank the giant zombie and distract it from the injured ranger.  It was an effective tactic against most foes, but the zombie had few weaknesses that could be exploited through tactical advantage.  Dannel, giving ground, still augmented by his earlier spell, was easily able to outdistance the mohrgs while continuing to snap off the occasional shot from his bow. But as Jannae blasted the one with her divine spell it and another broke off and rushed at her, while the last continued to press him, its spiked tendril proving the air ahead of it, eager for the elf’s flesh. “Damn,” Dannel said, immediately stopping and planting his feet as he spun around.  The mohrg, seeing its prey turn to face it, eagerly rushed forward.  It was only about fifteen feet away from the elf at that point, but with each step it took forward another white-fletched arrow slammed into it, unleashing a combined blast of divine and electrical energy into the undead abomination.  One skeletal arm went flying, sundered by a precise hit, followed by an explosion of shards as half of its skull was shattered by a second.  With its next step a rib was destroyed, causing half of the mass trapped inside its chest to crumble into dust, evaporated by the holy power of the missile.  And finally, even as it lifted its remaining arm to strike, closing the last gap separating them, the elf drove a final arrow into its torso with enough power to penetrate the foul muck clinging to its ribs and slam into its spine with enough force to shatter the vertebrae.  The mohrg expired with a soft sigh, collapsing onto the loam. The screams of the elves above told him that the second platform was falling, but Dannel could spare them no attention; his two companions were in dire straits.  Eldren had unleashed a series of precise but largely ineffective attacks against the zombie.  In exchange he’d lingered an instant too long in the same place, and suffered a glancing blow to the head that almost took him to the ground, staggering him for a moment.  Jannae, quickly realizing that her sneak attacks were of little effect against the huge undead creature, reached out and laid a bare hand against its flank, unleashing a cure serious wounds into it.  The soft blue glow of healing burned it like fire, and large chunks of packed earth and flesh turned to ash and dropped away from its hulking frame.  The hulk turned ponderously toward this new threat, giving Eldren the seconds he needed to recover. But the priestess paid for her action a moment later, as the two mohrgs swarmed on her from behind.  She sensed the first and dodged its penetrating tentacle, but the second intercepted her and delivered a punishing blow across the jaw that drove her back almost into the zombie’s hulking mass.  And then, before she could recover, the monster’s tongue shot out and stabbed momentarily into her forearm.  The contact between them lasted only an instant, but Jannae stiffened, collapsing paralyzed onto the carpet of dead leaves at the feet of her enemies.</blockquote>

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