The Adventures of the Knights of Spellforge Keep
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Kizzlorn felt her strength drain from her body. The girl pulled away, no longer appearing to be a mere serving wench. Her scarlet skin and wickedly attractive grin marked her for what she was: a succubus. “Thanks, dearie.” She screamed a call for aid. “GUUZAAAAB!!!” Her voice rang shrilly, and very loud.
Kizzlorn pushed her away, and Oaken quickly destroyed the woman with a spell. Grumbar, outside, opened a door and was immediately attacked by a large toad-like demon. Grumbar eagerly hewed into it with his greatsword, and Jamison finished the job. “That wasn’t so difficult,” Jamsion noted.
“I don’t think they were expecting us, or they’d have been ready,” Vek said.” Acessiwal must not have considered them to be much of a threat.”
Just then, a fireball detonated in their midst, enveloping all the Knights in a deadly maelstrom of flame. No one was around that they could see when the smoke cleared. Jamison, however, looked to the end of the hall, and saw a robed figure with a skeletal face covered with strips of dried, putrid flesh. “It’s the lich!” he cried. “Down the hall!”
They scattered and began firing spells down the hallway. Kizzlorn made it so that she could see him, and blasted a bolt of lightning at him. ”That won’t work,” Vek said irritably as he strode down the hall toward the creature. “My friend,” he called. “I have nothing but the gravest of respect for you and the knowledge you have accumulated. I too have come to the place after life, where all becomes clear, and flesh becomes a forgotten luxury. We mean you no harm. We wish only to slay the dragon, and ask that you leave us in peace.”
The lich held his hand up with a devastating fire spell ready to immolate Vek. He paused. “Hmm. Is this true?”
“Yes. We’re here for Acessiwal. Not you.”
The lich lowered his hand. “That might work. The dragon regularly scries on me, but is not now, so it’s alright to talk. Does your party agree to a peaceable pause to our combat, to have a word?”
Vek looked back to the others. They weren’t attacking, but the shocked looks on their faces told that they were expecting anything but a parley with the right hand of Acessiwal. “I think they consent,” Vek answered.
“So,” Helios the lich said. “I leave you alone. You go one to slay Acessiwal. You take whatever riches you’ve won, and leave this area.”
“Yes, that’s the plan.”
“I like it. When the dragon was here long ago, I served him. Then, he was captured, and I ruled this land. That he came back and reclaimed his former territory doesn’t mean that I serve him faithfully. In fact, I mean to have my power back.” He became visible and walked forward, coming face to face with Vek. “This could serve both of us very well. Here are my conditions. You do not mention to Acessiwal that we have this deal. If you do, I will come to his side and share the fight… and we will win. I will be watching to ensure your end of the bargain is being held. If you lose, well… you’re dead, and your problems are over. If you win, you take your spoils and leave.”
“Agreed.”
“We have a deal, then,” Helios said. He and Vek shook hands.
Kizzlorn murmured under her breath. “I don’t believe it.”
Helios disappeared, and Vek returned to the group. “Wow… nice job, Vek,” Kizz said.
“Well done,” Oaken added.
“Thank you.” The pleasure in Vek’s gravelly voice was plain. “I suggest, that since we seem to be about done with the entire upper level, and we have a free pass from Helios, that we rest for the night.”
They stepped into a comfortable room and made camp. Vek stood watch, as he always did. Before long, there was a polite knock at the door. Helios leaned his undead form into the room and spoke quietly. “Pardon me,” he said. “But I’ve been ordered to come in here and kill you. Do be ready in about thirty minutes. We will be scried upon, I expect, so please help me to put on a good show.”
“Of course,” Vek answered.
“I will attack with actual spells, but nothing to be concerned with… they’ll mostly be about sound and light. The damage will be minimal.”
“All right. What shall we repel you with? Should I rebuke you?”
“No, the old wyrm’s far too clever for such a trick. Besides, I would be soundly punished. He doesn’t understand our ways. Just destroy me… all right? I will regenerate at my phylactery within the week.”
“If you insist. Nothing personal, of course.”
“Not at all. See you soon.”
The door closed. Vek said “What a gentleman,” to himself. He roused the others and told them to be ready.
Thirty minutes passed, and Vek felt the gaze of Acessiwal on the group as he leaned against one wall, watching over the Knights in their bedrolls. Helios appeared in the room, hands blazing with fire and lightning. His eyes glowed bright red. “FOOOOLS!” He thundered. “You have been sentenced to death by the ICE KING, at the hand of his servant, HELIOS THE PROFANE!!”
“Wha? Huh?” Grumbar got up out of bed and attacked.
Kizzlorn sprung to her feet. “A sneak attack as we lie sleeping, the FIEND!” She launched a fireball at him.
Within no time at all, Helios the Profane was a pile of ash on the ground. “That’s that, then,” Vek said as he brushed his hands together.
The group went to sleep again. Vek sat up, on watch, feeling Acessiwal’s rage as he spied on them from his lair.
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Kizzlorn pushed her away, and Oaken quickly destroyed the woman with a spell. Grumbar, outside, opened a door and was immediately attacked by a large toad-like demon. Grumbar eagerly hewed into it with his greatsword, and Jamison finished the job. “That wasn’t so difficult,” Jamsion noted.
“I don’t think they were expecting us, or they’d have been ready,” Vek said.” Acessiwal must not have considered them to be much of a threat.”
Just then, a fireball detonated in their midst, enveloping all the Knights in a deadly maelstrom of flame. No one was around that they could see when the smoke cleared. Jamison, however, looked to the end of the hall, and saw a robed figure with a skeletal face covered with strips of dried, putrid flesh. “It’s the lich!” he cried. “Down the hall!”
They scattered and began firing spells down the hallway. Kizzlorn made it so that she could see him, and blasted a bolt of lightning at him. ”That won’t work,” Vek said irritably as he strode down the hall toward the creature. “My friend,” he called. “I have nothing but the gravest of respect for you and the knowledge you have accumulated. I too have come to the place after life, where all becomes clear, and flesh becomes a forgotten luxury. We mean you no harm. We wish only to slay the dragon, and ask that you leave us in peace.”
The lich held his hand up with a devastating fire spell ready to immolate Vek. He paused. “Hmm. Is this true?”
“Yes. We’re here for Acessiwal. Not you.”
The lich lowered his hand. “That might work. The dragon regularly scries on me, but is not now, so it’s alright to talk. Does your party agree to a peaceable pause to our combat, to have a word?”
Vek looked back to the others. They weren’t attacking, but the shocked looks on their faces told that they were expecting anything but a parley with the right hand of Acessiwal. “I think they consent,” Vek answered.
“So,” Helios the lich said. “I leave you alone. You go one to slay Acessiwal. You take whatever riches you’ve won, and leave this area.”
“Yes, that’s the plan.”
“I like it. When the dragon was here long ago, I served him. Then, he was captured, and I ruled this land. That he came back and reclaimed his former territory doesn’t mean that I serve him faithfully. In fact, I mean to have my power back.” He became visible and walked forward, coming face to face with Vek. “This could serve both of us very well. Here are my conditions. You do not mention to Acessiwal that we have this deal. If you do, I will come to his side and share the fight… and we will win. I will be watching to ensure your end of the bargain is being held. If you lose, well… you’re dead, and your problems are over. If you win, you take your spoils and leave.”
“Agreed.”
“We have a deal, then,” Helios said. He and Vek shook hands.
Kizzlorn murmured under her breath. “I don’t believe it.”
Helios disappeared, and Vek returned to the group. “Wow… nice job, Vek,” Kizz said.
“Well done,” Oaken added.
“Thank you.” The pleasure in Vek’s gravelly voice was plain. “I suggest, that since we seem to be about done with the entire upper level, and we have a free pass from Helios, that we rest for the night.”
They stepped into a comfortable room and made camp. Vek stood watch, as he always did. Before long, there was a polite knock at the door. Helios leaned his undead form into the room and spoke quietly. “Pardon me,” he said. “But I’ve been ordered to come in here and kill you. Do be ready in about thirty minutes. We will be scried upon, I expect, so please help me to put on a good show.”
“Of course,” Vek answered.
“I will attack with actual spells, but nothing to be concerned with… they’ll mostly be about sound and light. The damage will be minimal.”
“All right. What shall we repel you with? Should I rebuke you?”
“No, the old wyrm’s far too clever for such a trick. Besides, I would be soundly punished. He doesn’t understand our ways. Just destroy me… all right? I will regenerate at my phylactery within the week.”
“If you insist. Nothing personal, of course.”
“Not at all. See you soon.”
The door closed. Vek said “What a gentleman,” to himself. He roused the others and told them to be ready.
Thirty minutes passed, and Vek felt the gaze of Acessiwal on the group as he leaned against one wall, watching over the Knights in their bedrolls. Helios appeared in the room, hands blazing with fire and lightning. His eyes glowed bright red. “FOOOOLS!” He thundered. “You have been sentenced to death by the ICE KING, at the hand of his servant, HELIOS THE PROFANE!!”
“Wha? Huh?” Grumbar got up out of bed and attacked.
Kizzlorn sprung to her feet. “A sneak attack as we lie sleeping, the FIEND!” She launched a fireball at him.
Within no time at all, Helios the Profane was a pile of ash on the ground. “That’s that, then,” Vek said as he brushed his hands together.
The group went to sleep again. Vek sat up, on watch, feeling Acessiwal’s rage as he spied on them from his lair.
MORE TO COME...
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Elocin
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Ok, now that was just too funny!!!! Hey Doc, don't you just hate it when you think you have all the angels figued out and your players come up with something that you did not think about? Happens to me all the time, damn stupid psionic power that lets somebody go back in time up to 5 rounds, completely ruins some surprises you have ready for them.
Oh well, thoroughly enjoying the story and can not wait to read more.
Oh well, thoroughly enjoying the story and can not wait to read more.
Breakstone
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Great stuff! The "life" of a lich sure is a strange one, eh?
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