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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lars Frehse" data-source="post: 430516" data-attributes="member: 1674">Shadow of the Slarecians part 4 of 4As they went back to the entrance, Jan checked Shyle Dow's aura again, and he found no evil in it. The Vertigen liberated the dwarf, who was shivering and had regained his conciousness, and after he had grudgingly congratulated Niklas on his combat prowess, the friends decided to let them both go. After all, they had regained the book, and there was no real harm done. The dwarf and the Vertigen returned into the depths of the catacombs, and the heroes crawled out into the darkness. Back under the nightsky, everything in the crater was covered with snow and bathed in the pale light of Belsameth's moon. Trepat turned around to take one last look at the entrance, and as he glanced past Torn, he saw that the long shadow the half orc was casting did not look as massive as it should. The elf stopped dead in his tracks, and as he pointed to the shadow and lit his sunrod, no words were needed anymore. They surrounded Torn's thrashing shadow and fought it with light. It fought back, and each time it hit one of the heroes, the victim felt weaker. It stayed attached to Torn, and after it had hit the already weakened Jan, the Paladin crashed to the ground, and he needed all his strength just to keep on breathing. After a while, only Niklas and Torn were left standing. Their friends were too weakened, and they had retreated, fearing that one more hit might suck the last strength of life out of them. One of the arms of the shadow lengthened in order to touch Niklas, but the monk had learned to rely on his reflexes instead of armor for protection, and he easily avoided the arm. This gave Torn the opening to hold his sunrod into the centre of the shadow, which at last dissipated, leaving nothing behind but the mundane shadows cast by Belsameth's moon. Now that everything was sad and done, the friends helped Jan getting back to temple city, where he had to report to his superiors. There, the priests cast lesser restoration on them to help them regain their strength in time. On the next morning, they returned the book to Azatan. The Calastian welcomed them in his store among his books and cats, and hewas eager to listen to their story. As a reward, he procured a small chest with two scrolls and a wand that could cure wounds. There may have been more Slarecian shadows or other spawn of that mysterious race in Mithril, but for now, the friends were just happy that they had survived it all unscathed. However, they told Azatan that keeping the book would probably only spell trouble for him in the future. With a heavy heart, the merchant decided to get rid of it. "But at least, it wasn't stolen", he told them and let the friends know that if they were looking for any information in the future, they should get in touch with him. One week after that, Torn had his exam at the guild of shadow, the local guild of wizards, and on the same evening, he was allowed to call himself "apprentice wizard". And a few days after that, they all received invitations to the new-years ball that was to be held at the estate of Barconius.</blockquote>

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