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<blockquote data-quote="Delemental" data-source="post: 3979364" data-attributes="member: 5203"><p>The writing in this installment's kind of blah, but I needed to get it finished before it drove me nuts.</p><p></p><p>-------------------------------------</p><p></p><p> The next door opened into a room that was filled with a thick, white fog, which swirled around and made it impossible to see more than a few feet. Kyle winced when he tried to view the fog with <em>detect magic</em>, and was nearly blinded – magic permeated the fog, and though it was not very strong, it was enough to render magical senses useless. As they moved into the room cautiously, the door behind them vanished, and the mist suddenly turned a garish violet hue.</p><p></p><p> They quickly learned that the fog did more than obscure vision, as Autumn suddenly doubled over, coughing violently. Blood seeped out of the corners of her mouth, and she looked pale. The others could feel the purple vapors burning at their lungs, sapping their vitality. They also began to hear a sound like stone scraping on stone, from somewhere deep in the fog.</p><p></p><p> Holding her breath, Arrie motioned for everyone to spread out and move into the room. They had only gone a few feet when the fog changed colors from purple to green, and this time Arrie, Autumn, and Kyle felt its effects, as their joints stiffened up. Looking at each other, they saw that there were gray hairs and crow’s feet where none had been before.</p><p></p><p> “This isn’t a fun place,” Kyle gagged.</p><p></p><p> “It gets worse,” Osborn said. The hin had donned his magical blindfold that allowed him to sense his surroundings. “There are walls in here, that keep moving around and shifting.”</p><p></p><p> “I see no walls,” Tolly said, as he restored some of Autumn’s lost vitality.</p><p></p><p> “Force walls,” Kyle explained. “Son of a…”</p><p></p><p> The fog turned a burnt orange color, and once again Kyle was affected, feeling his senses being dulled. They were also starting to encounter the invisible force walls, which arrested their progress, but then seemed to shift position just as they adjusted, providing a new obstacle. Worse yet, the vapors continued to change colors, with each hue assaulting their bodies and minds in different ways.</p><p></p><p> “I don’t feel like doing a maze today,” Kyle growled, and cast a spell. An inky black orb appeared next to him, and the colored vapors surrounding it began rushing into the blackness. The orb moved forward at Kyle’s mental command, and when it touched one of the force walls, the wall wavered and vanished.</p><p></p><p> Kyle finished casting another spell. <span style="color: Blue">“Ready to go?”</span> He thought to the others.</p><p></p><p> <span style="color: Blue">“When did you get that?”</span> Tolly asked.</p><p></p><p> <span style="color: Blue">“A while ago. I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to use it.”</span></p><p></p><p> Through trial and error, the party was able to make their way close to Kyle, who proceeded to push his way through the force maze. There were a couple of delays when new walls sprung up behind Kyle, cutting him off from the others, but these problems were quickly resolved. Making their way through the color-changing fog, they eventually found the source of the grinding noise; a pair of large earth elementals. These were easily dealt with – Kyle disintegrated one with his sphere, and the three warrior women took apart the other. With the opposition removed, they had little difficulty moving to the other side of the room and finding the door out.</p><p></p><p> Another transitory passageway took them to a ledge overlooking a large cavern. The room was dominated by a massive pool of magma, which smoked and boiled about twenty feet below the ledge. The ceiling above them was obscured by smoke and sulphur. Pillars of stone of varying sizes jutted from the magma, forming irregular platforms all the way across the room. Standing upon many of those pillars were a half-dozen monks dressed in traditional Ardaran garb, silently and patiently holding vigil in the room.</p><p></p><p> <span style="color: Blue">“I thought all of the monks were killed,”</span> Arrie said, as Kyle placed a spell on everyone to protect them from the heat, and Tolly infused everyone with healing energies.</p><p></p><p> <span style="color: Blue">“They were,”</span> replied Yuri. <span style="color: Blue">“Look closer.”</span></p><p></p><p> They peered through the smoke and heat shimmers, and saw that the monk’s bodies were translucent, like those of ghosts.</p><p></p><p> Kupa, who was having difficulty remaining perched on the small ledge with the others, spread his wings and started to fly across the room. But a sudden burst of hot wind blasted him, threatening to push him into the magma. He quickly twisted and dug his claws into the wall, hanging on until the wind subsided.</p><p></p><p> <span style="color: Blue">“I guess I’m not flying across,”</span> Autumn said. She looked at Tolly. <span style="color: Blue">“Can you talk to them?”</span></p><p></p><p> Meanwhile, Yuri took a couple of steps back and made a jump for the closest ledge, about eight yards away. She nearly cleared the distance, but the volcanic rock on the edge of the pillar crumbled under her feet, and she dropped suddenly, barely able to catch the edge of the pillar. Rocks tumbled down the side of the column, splashing into the magma below. The Sargian dragoon’s arms trembled with exertion as she tried to pull herself to safety, but a moment later she found herself suspended in midair, held aloft by a telekinesis spell from Kyle. He set her down gently on the pillar.</p><p></p><p> <span style="color: Blue"> “Next time don’t miss!”</span> he said to her, with a grin on his face.</p><p></p><p> As she stood, one of the ghostly monks leapt across the chasm to confront her. An insubstantial fist swept through her, and the Sargian felt her strength sapped by the touch. Yuri and the monk began circling each other.</p><p></p><p> Arrie, activating her psionic powers, began walking along the outer wall. She pulled out her spiked chain Strike From Beyond and began weaving it around herself in a defensive maneuver as she walked. Autumn, however, turned to Tolly.</p><p></p><p> “I’m tired of forcing our way through this place,” she said to him, speaking aloud. “You’re Ardaran, as are they. Can’t you <em>talk</em> to them?”</p><p></p><p> Tolly, nodding, stepped to the edge of the outcropping. “Brothers!” he shouted across the room, “We must pass!”</p><p></p><p> The monks looked up at Tolly, and spoke in unison. “<em>Then as a true believer of our faith, you know we must discharge our duty.</em>”</p><p></p><p> Autumn then stepped forward to Tolly’s side. “Please!” she called to them, “It is at the behest of your goddess through his faithful servant Tolly that we have come here. The world outside this place faces a grave threat from enemies that have not been seen since the days of the Cataclysm. These enemies are seeking out the relics of the gods in order to bring about their destruction. Already, they have struck here – your living brothers above are no more. We were sent to secure the soulsteel and place it in safekeeping. If truly your eternal task is to preserve the safety of this relic, then you must have the wisdom to know when that task must be given to others.”</p><p></p><p> There was a long silence, save for the bubbling and hissing of the magma below. Then the monks slowly floated up through the ceiling. After only a minute or so, they returned to where they had been. “<em>What you say of our brothers in faith has been verified. Your words have wisdom, Daughter of Bail. But we must know that Ardara has appointed a worthy guardian.</em>”</p><p></p><p> In the center of the room, a large, rectangular platform appeared, floating over the magma and rock pillars. The monks all floated toward the platform and landed upon it, and then a glowing bridge extended from the platform to the ledge where the party stood.</p><p></p><p> “<em>Come, Son of Ardara,</em>” the monks said in unison. “<em>If you would claim guardianship of the soulsteel from us, you must show your worth by defeating us in single combat.</em>” The six monks then stepped closer to one another, and began merging together, until they had combined into a single being, who radiated power despite his serene posture.</p><p></p><p> “At least he’s solid now,” Osborn noted. “Although I notice a disturbing lack of walls in that arena.”</p><p></p><p> Tolly stepped onto the bridge, having no doubt that despite its translucency it would support him. He made the crossing to the platform beyond, and stood silently studying his foe.</p><p></p><p> “So what are the rules?” Kyle asked. The others looked at him.</p><p></p><p> “What? They’re Ardarans. There have to be rules. Is this fight to the death, first blood, first fall? Any time to prepare before they start? Can allies help with preparation?”</p><p></p><p> “<em>The Son of Ardara will be given the space of ten heartbeats to prepare himself. His allies may not intervene. The combat will end when one side yields or may no longer continue. If you are victorious, you may depart with the soulsteel. If we are victorious, then you will join us here in our eternal guardianship.</em>” The monk waved his hand, and Tolly felt all of the magic that had been placed upon him by his friends disappear. Nodding his understanding, Tolly took a moment to cast iron body on himself, and then divine power as he and the monk closed the distance to each other.</p><p></p><p> The monk leapt into the air and landed a solid kick on the side of Tolly’s head, and then followed it up with another to his chest. Tolly attempted to cast a spell on the monk, but he easily shrugged it off. Seeing that relying on magic would not serve him well, Tolly shifted to a more direct approach, hefting the soulsteel maul and swinging it as the monk closed once again. The two combatants exchanged a furious series of blows each time the monk came in close, but then he would leap away. But Tolly had been moving as well, and had managed to position himself so that when the monk jumped out of melee, he landed near the edge.</p><p></p><p> With a roar, Tolly charged into the monk, lowering his shoulder and hitting the monk square in the chest, sending him hurtling back over the edge. As soon as the monk’s feet cleared the edge of the platform, he vanished, and suddenly Tolly found himself standing among his friends on the ledge.</p><p></p><p> “<em>You are found worthy,</em>” the voice of the monks echoed from everywhere in the room. “<em>You may pass.</em>”</p><p></p><p> The Legacy made their way across the room through a combination of magic, psionic power, and sheer muscle, soon arriving on the far side to the expected plain door and short passageway beyond.</p><p></p><p> The chamber beyond was a large but simple room, and held a single stone dais in the middle, about ten feet across. Terran runes were carved on the flat surface of the dais. Surrounding the dais on the walls were several statues, primarily of humans and dwarves – presumably notable figures of the faith.</p><p></p><p> “That which is most precious must be left behind,” Tolly translated.</p><p></p><p> “Precious to whom?” Kyle asked. “To Ardara, or to us?”</p><p></p><p> “Maybe you’re supposed to leave the soulsteel,” Yuri suggested. “Sort of a test of faith thing.”</p><p></p><p> “It’s not much of a test of faith if you know it’s a test of faith,” Arrie pointed out.</p><p></p><p> Suddenly, Kupa strode forward and climbed up on the dais, curling his tail around his body as he laid down. There was a brief, warm glow in the room, and then another door opened.</p><p></p><p> “I take it you’re staying, then,” Tolly said.</p><p></p><p> “It seems to make sense,” Kupa replied. “A dragon would be very precious to Ardara – we are her favored servants. And I’ve been thinking about settling down for a while anyway. This place would make a very nice lair.”</p><p></p><p> “I see,” Tolly nodded. “Then take care of yourself, Kupa. We will stay in touch.”</p><p></p><p> “Indeed. It has been quite an experience.”</p><p></p><p> Tolly drew out his maul, the one he’d forged himself many years ago, and set it on the dais next to Kupa. “A donation for your hoard,” he said.</p><p></p><p> “Thank you,” Kupa said, “I’m genuinely touched.”</p><p></p><p> The rest of the Legacy said their farewells, and then made their way through the door. They emerged into the large foyer that marked the entrance to the monastery. The stone door leading outside had been left open slightly, and snow drifted in, covering the bare stone floor. A raven hopped through the snow, pecking at the bits of viscera that were left from the battle. The raven looked up at the Legacy when they appeared, squawked, and then shook its feathers. As it shook, the raven grew and shifted form, and within moments Princess Aralda was standing where the raven had been.</p><p></p><p> “We need you to come back to Noxolt,” she said without preamble. “We’ve lost contact with Lanara and Herion.”</p><p></p><p> “Of course,” Tolly said. “Kyle, are you willing to risk a teleportation?”</p><p></p><p> He turned and saw Kyle already beginning the incantations.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Delemental, post: 3979364, member: 5203"] The writing in this installment's kind of blah, but I needed to get it finished before it drove me nuts. ------------------------------------- The next door opened into a room that was filled with a thick, white fog, which swirled around and made it impossible to see more than a few feet. Kyle winced when he tried to view the fog with [I]detect magic[/I], and was nearly blinded – magic permeated the fog, and though it was not very strong, it was enough to render magical senses useless. As they moved into the room cautiously, the door behind them vanished, and the mist suddenly turned a garish violet hue. They quickly learned that the fog did more than obscure vision, as Autumn suddenly doubled over, coughing violently. Blood seeped out of the corners of her mouth, and she looked pale. The others could feel the purple vapors burning at their lungs, sapping their vitality. They also began to hear a sound like stone scraping on stone, from somewhere deep in the fog. Holding her breath, Arrie motioned for everyone to spread out and move into the room. They had only gone a few feet when the fog changed colors from purple to green, and this time Arrie, Autumn, and Kyle felt its effects, as their joints stiffened up. Looking at each other, they saw that there were gray hairs and crow’s feet where none had been before. “This isn’t a fun place,” Kyle gagged. “It gets worse,” Osborn said. The hin had donned his magical blindfold that allowed him to sense his surroundings. “There are walls in here, that keep moving around and shifting.” “I see no walls,” Tolly said, as he restored some of Autumn’s lost vitality. “Force walls,” Kyle explained. “Son of a…” The fog turned a burnt orange color, and once again Kyle was affected, feeling his senses being dulled. They were also starting to encounter the invisible force walls, which arrested their progress, but then seemed to shift position just as they adjusted, providing a new obstacle. Worse yet, the vapors continued to change colors, with each hue assaulting their bodies and minds in different ways. “I don’t feel like doing a maze today,” Kyle growled, and cast a spell. An inky black orb appeared next to him, and the colored vapors surrounding it began rushing into the blackness. The orb moved forward at Kyle’s mental command, and when it touched one of the force walls, the wall wavered and vanished. Kyle finished casting another spell. [COLOR=Blue]“Ready to go?”[/COLOR] He thought to the others. [COLOR=Blue]“When did you get that?”[/COLOR] Tolly asked. [COLOR=Blue]“A while ago. I’ve been waiting for an opportunity to use it.”[/COLOR] Through trial and error, the party was able to make their way close to Kyle, who proceeded to push his way through the force maze. There were a couple of delays when new walls sprung up behind Kyle, cutting him off from the others, but these problems were quickly resolved. Making their way through the color-changing fog, they eventually found the source of the grinding noise; a pair of large earth elementals. These were easily dealt with – Kyle disintegrated one with his sphere, and the three warrior women took apart the other. With the opposition removed, they had little difficulty moving to the other side of the room and finding the door out. Another transitory passageway took them to a ledge overlooking a large cavern. The room was dominated by a massive pool of magma, which smoked and boiled about twenty feet below the ledge. The ceiling above them was obscured by smoke and sulphur. Pillars of stone of varying sizes jutted from the magma, forming irregular platforms all the way across the room. Standing upon many of those pillars were a half-dozen monks dressed in traditional Ardaran garb, silently and patiently holding vigil in the room. [COLOR=Blue]“I thought all of the monks were killed,”[/COLOR] Arrie said, as Kyle placed a spell on everyone to protect them from the heat, and Tolly infused everyone with healing energies. [COLOR=Blue]“They were,”[/COLOR] replied Yuri. [COLOR=Blue]“Look closer.”[/COLOR] They peered through the smoke and heat shimmers, and saw that the monk’s bodies were translucent, like those of ghosts. Kupa, who was having difficulty remaining perched on the small ledge with the others, spread his wings and started to fly across the room. But a sudden burst of hot wind blasted him, threatening to push him into the magma. He quickly twisted and dug his claws into the wall, hanging on until the wind subsided. [COLOR=Blue]“I guess I’m not flying across,”[/COLOR] Autumn said. She looked at Tolly. [COLOR=Blue]“Can you talk to them?”[/COLOR] Meanwhile, Yuri took a couple of steps back and made a jump for the closest ledge, about eight yards away. She nearly cleared the distance, but the volcanic rock on the edge of the pillar crumbled under her feet, and she dropped suddenly, barely able to catch the edge of the pillar. Rocks tumbled down the side of the column, splashing into the magma below. The Sargian dragoon’s arms trembled with exertion as she tried to pull herself to safety, but a moment later she found herself suspended in midair, held aloft by a telekinesis spell from Kyle. He set her down gently on the pillar. [COLOR=Blue] “Next time don’t miss!”[/COLOR] he said to her, with a grin on his face. As she stood, one of the ghostly monks leapt across the chasm to confront her. An insubstantial fist swept through her, and the Sargian felt her strength sapped by the touch. Yuri and the monk began circling each other. Arrie, activating her psionic powers, began walking along the outer wall. She pulled out her spiked chain Strike From Beyond and began weaving it around herself in a defensive maneuver as she walked. Autumn, however, turned to Tolly. “I’m tired of forcing our way through this place,” she said to him, speaking aloud. “You’re Ardaran, as are they. Can’t you [I]talk[/I] to them?” Tolly, nodding, stepped to the edge of the outcropping. “Brothers!” he shouted across the room, “We must pass!” The monks looked up at Tolly, and spoke in unison. “[I]Then as a true believer of our faith, you know we must discharge our duty.[/I]” Autumn then stepped forward to Tolly’s side. “Please!” she called to them, “It is at the behest of your goddess through his faithful servant Tolly that we have come here. The world outside this place faces a grave threat from enemies that have not been seen since the days of the Cataclysm. These enemies are seeking out the relics of the gods in order to bring about their destruction. Already, they have struck here – your living brothers above are no more. We were sent to secure the soulsteel and place it in safekeeping. If truly your eternal task is to preserve the safety of this relic, then you must have the wisdom to know when that task must be given to others.” There was a long silence, save for the bubbling and hissing of the magma below. Then the monks slowly floated up through the ceiling. After only a minute or so, they returned to where they had been. “[I]What you say of our brothers in faith has been verified. Your words have wisdom, Daughter of Bail. But we must know that Ardara has appointed a worthy guardian.[/I]” In the center of the room, a large, rectangular platform appeared, floating over the magma and rock pillars. The monks all floated toward the platform and landed upon it, and then a glowing bridge extended from the platform to the ledge where the party stood. “[I]Come, Son of Ardara,[/I]” the monks said in unison. “[I]If you would claim guardianship of the soulsteel from us, you must show your worth by defeating us in single combat.[/I]” The six monks then stepped closer to one another, and began merging together, until they had combined into a single being, who radiated power despite his serene posture. “At least he’s solid now,” Osborn noted. “Although I notice a disturbing lack of walls in that arena.” Tolly stepped onto the bridge, having no doubt that despite its translucency it would support him. He made the crossing to the platform beyond, and stood silently studying his foe. “So what are the rules?” Kyle asked. The others looked at him. “What? They’re Ardarans. There have to be rules. Is this fight to the death, first blood, first fall? Any time to prepare before they start? Can allies help with preparation?” “[I]The Son of Ardara will be given the space of ten heartbeats to prepare himself. His allies may not intervene. The combat will end when one side yields or may no longer continue. If you are victorious, you may depart with the soulsteel. If we are victorious, then you will join us here in our eternal guardianship.[/I]” The monk waved his hand, and Tolly felt all of the magic that had been placed upon him by his friends disappear. Nodding his understanding, Tolly took a moment to cast iron body on himself, and then divine power as he and the monk closed the distance to each other. The monk leapt into the air and landed a solid kick on the side of Tolly’s head, and then followed it up with another to his chest. Tolly attempted to cast a spell on the monk, but he easily shrugged it off. Seeing that relying on magic would not serve him well, Tolly shifted to a more direct approach, hefting the soulsteel maul and swinging it as the monk closed once again. The two combatants exchanged a furious series of blows each time the monk came in close, but then he would leap away. But Tolly had been moving as well, and had managed to position himself so that when the monk jumped out of melee, he landed near the edge. With a roar, Tolly charged into the monk, lowering his shoulder and hitting the monk square in the chest, sending him hurtling back over the edge. As soon as the monk’s feet cleared the edge of the platform, he vanished, and suddenly Tolly found himself standing among his friends on the ledge. “[I]You are found worthy,[/I]” the voice of the monks echoed from everywhere in the room. “[I]You may pass.[/I]” The Legacy made their way across the room through a combination of magic, psionic power, and sheer muscle, soon arriving on the far side to the expected plain door and short passageway beyond. The chamber beyond was a large but simple room, and held a single stone dais in the middle, about ten feet across. Terran runes were carved on the flat surface of the dais. Surrounding the dais on the walls were several statues, primarily of humans and dwarves – presumably notable figures of the faith. “That which is most precious must be left behind,” Tolly translated. “Precious to whom?” Kyle asked. “To Ardara, or to us?” “Maybe you’re supposed to leave the soulsteel,” Yuri suggested. “Sort of a test of faith thing.” “It’s not much of a test of faith if you know it’s a test of faith,” Arrie pointed out. Suddenly, Kupa strode forward and climbed up on the dais, curling his tail around his body as he laid down. There was a brief, warm glow in the room, and then another door opened. “I take it you’re staying, then,” Tolly said. “It seems to make sense,” Kupa replied. “A dragon would be very precious to Ardara – we are her favored servants. And I’ve been thinking about settling down for a while anyway. This place would make a very nice lair.” “I see,” Tolly nodded. “Then take care of yourself, Kupa. We will stay in touch.” “Indeed. It has been quite an experience.” Tolly drew out his maul, the one he’d forged himself many years ago, and set it on the dais next to Kupa. “A donation for your hoard,” he said. “Thank you,” Kupa said, “I’m genuinely touched.” The rest of the Legacy said their farewells, and then made their way through the door. They emerged into the large foyer that marked the entrance to the monastery. The stone door leading outside had been left open slightly, and snow drifted in, covering the bare stone floor. A raven hopped through the snow, pecking at the bits of viscera that were left from the battle. The raven looked up at the Legacy when they appeared, squawked, and then shook its feathers. As it shook, the raven grew and shifted form, and within moments Princess Aralda was standing where the raven had been. “We need you to come back to Noxolt,” she said without preamble. “We’ve lost contact with Lanara and Herion.” “Of course,” Tolly said. “Kyle, are you willing to risk a teleportation?” He turned and saw Kyle already beginning the incantations. [/QUOTE]
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