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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lars Frehse" data-source="post: 444975" data-attributes="member: 1674">A different kind of shade, part 3 of 4However, there wasn’t much time to wonder about slitheren with invisible flesh right now. There was an open stable and a two-story house made from wood. In front of the house, there were three tents which seemed to have been abandoned a while ago, since the snow and the wind had tilted them to a side. Through the windows of the house, warm light was streaming out into the darkened day.As the wind picked up, howling through the gaps of the ancient walls, they walked to the windows, and Niklas and Torn peeked inside. It was one large room with doors to the left and right. There was a fire place burning on the far side in front of which there were three make-shift beds.There was more furniture in the room, and close to the fireplace were two humans and three slitheren skeleton. It appeared as if the five were engaged in idle conversation, and from what could be gathered by a short glimpse, it even looked as if the humans were treating the skeletons as their equals.The friends gathered in front of the front door. Torn counted to three and after he had kicked in the door, they all charged into the room. While the attacked ones were still stumbling to get up from the chair, Torn already shot his spiked chain at one of them, while Ben used the effects of a spell he had cast before entering. His tongue was now several yards long, and he slung it around one of the humans, making him look like an oversized toad that had captured a bug which was too big for it's mouth.Charging into the room, the heroes soon gained the upper hand. Niklas tumbled into the room and knocked out the human, while he was attempting to cast an arcane spell, while Ben and Torn held the Slitheren and the other human in check. Two of the skeletons seemed to have been trained as battle-monks, and like Niklas they were fighting with only their bare hands and feet.After Trepat had used his arcane power for the day, the remaining rat-skeleton, who was wielding a scimitar was pushing him outside of the door, and the two fought on in the snow. Meanwhile, all the enemies except for one of the monks were defeated, as the door at the wall to the left of the entrance opened.A man dressed in dark robes stood there, and two insubstantial humanoid forms stepped ahead. They looked like shadows, but unlike the Slarecian shadows, these ones were truly three-dimensional, and they stood there without being cast to a wall or the floor.The Shadows took up a defensive stance in front of the dark robed man, who gestured towards Niklas. At his command, a spectral hand moved forwards and touched the surprised monk. Now Niklas felt a part of his life force sucked out of him, and looking at the spellcaster he noticed how he seemed to “drink” the essence of life that he had robbed from the monk.This must have been the magic that killed the guards of the caravan without leaving any wounds.</blockquote>

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