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<blockquote data-quote="Eccles" data-source="post: 3312211" data-attributes="member: 5675"><p>The sound of footsteps continued to get louder and louder from both of the exits to the chamber we were in. Flynn faded from sight amongst the branches which made up the walls of the room; Igmut drew his heavy black spear and stood square in the middle of one of the two corridors; the rest of us loaded crossbows and prepared as best we could for our oncoming assailants. As the footsteps drew closer, I began a slow chant of encouragement, picking out the notes of the chant with my lute. </p><p></p><p>The first of the oncoming lizardmen ran screaming out of the passageway to my right, straight onto Igmut’s spear-point. The point met the creature square in the centre of its chest, and Igmut twisted the spear viciously. The speed with which the creature charged meant that the spear-point burst from its back, and it managed to grip and pull itself some distance down the spear before the light faded from its eyes.</p><p></p><p>A second lizard charged from the same passage, and was nearly spitted in the same fashion; turning itself to one side at the last moment. This meant that it was merely heavily gouged to the side of its chest as it closed on Igmut. </p><p></p><p>A third also dashed up from the same corridor, and was immediately impaled with two arrows from somewhere up in the ceiling. The magic from the captured bow saw the arrows tear into its arm and throat, spilling blood which immediately froze, tinkling frost-rimed ruby jewels pattering to the floor as the lizardman fell to the floor dead.</p><p></p><p>The remaining wounded lizardman waved its club, bashing Igmut on the shoulder. The half orc grunted, but didn’t really show any other sign of pain from the attack. </p><p></p><p>At this point, my attention was drawn to the other corridor, as two more lizardmen dashed into the room. Mr Punch the crocodile snapped its jaws at one of them, missing, and then the lizardmen swung their clubs at the crocodile in return, but they were also off target. Endo fired his crossbow over the top of the crocodile, scoring a glancing blow off one of the foes.</p><p></p><p>.oOo.</p><p></p><p>In one smooth move, Igmut cast away the encumbered spear, drew his massive two handed sword, and cut down the remaining lizardman near him. Flynne fired again from his hiding place near the ceiling, killing it. This left only one. At this point I noticed that Malachite was no longer chanting – 2 wolves had sprung into existence a little further down the corridor, blocking the remaining lizardman into the room with us and gnawing on its leg. The crocodile itself spun on the spot, its heavy tail flailing and whacking the lizardman. It crashed against the wall, hit its head on a heavy root, and lay still.</p><p></p><p>With no more fighting to be done, Malachite instructed the two wolves to run off down the corridor to my left. They dashed into the dark, sniffing their way as they left the light. A short while after they had left our sight, we heard a yelping, a heavy thump, and then a reptilian roar of triumph.</p><p></p><p>.oOo.</p><p></p><p>We followed the course that the wolves had taken, which wound down a short slope further into the hill. At the bottom was another, much larger, chamber, which contained many grassy sleeping pallets, and was positively packed with lizardmen. </p><p></p><p>The largest of these lizards stared towards us, and then simply said “close”. With this, there was a heavy rustling sound from behind us – the roots and branches which formed the cavern began to writhe and twist, joining up with one another, and forming a tight wall behind us, sealing off the passageway. The roots twisted and moved so fast that we were soon being pushed down the corridor, towards the host of lizardmen before us. </p><p></p><p>As those at the back of our group were being pushed, we displaced the people at the front – Igmut and Mr Punch were unceremoniously forced into the room in front of some 20 lizardmen. At this point, we realised that they were all holding javelins, as they almost simultaneously hurled them at the crocodile and the half-orc.</p><p></p><p>Impaled by seven or eight javelins, Mr Punch died instantly, resembling something more like a giant porcupine than a crocodile in his death throes. A dozen more of the heavy iron-pointed weapons sailed towards Igmut, who gripped his sword and tucked his head down behind his shield as he came under attack. </p><p></p><p>There was a series of heavy thuds, and I looked up. Long wooden shafts protruded from all around Igmut. I saw him lift his arm – and realised that one of the javelins I though was going into his chest had somehow landed between his arm and his body, imbedding itself in the wall. Grinning toothily, Igmut wiggled his fingers as though amazed that the hand was still working. Then he took a step forwards and bellowed “KORD!”</p><p></p><p>As he stepped away from the wall, he left a perfect Igmut-shaped silhouette of javelins in the foliage behind him. </p><p></p><p>.oOo.</p><p></p><p>We began our assault on the many lizardmen. Flynne’s pinpoint accuracy failed him briefly, as his first arrow sailed over all the lizards facing us. His second caught the leader of the lizards in the eye. Frosty fluids foamed out of the eye socket, and the biggest of the scaled figures keeled over backwards. Flynne somehow then took a step to his left, and faded form sight once more in the darkness.</p><p></p><p>Igmut, uncommonly using a normal sized longsword and a shield, stepped into the room, dealing hideous injury to any lizard foolish enough to close on him. I chanted briefly, and hurled sonic power into the room, dazing and hurting a good half of the creatures into the room with the concussive force. </p><p></p><p>Malachite and Endo stepped over Mr Punch’s body, both casting spells, and I was then unceremoniously shoved forwards myself, straight into another volley of javelins, one of which caught me in the shoulder. </p><p></p><p>I stopped chanting, barely able to keep hold of the lute, and looked around to try to spot which of the green-skinned abominations had done this to me. </p><p></p><p>Many other javelins, meanwhile, pattered off Igmut’s armoured form. He stepped further into the room, cleaving down two of the lizards, supported by a veritable menagerie of summoned creatures supplied by Malachite, whose chanting and supplications to the gods of nature had supplied him with a brace of earth elementals and a wolf. </p><p></p><p>Flynne’s accuracy nailed two more of the lizards, and he looked around for another hiding place, hunkering down next to the fallen crocodile and once again not being spotted by any of the enemy. </p><p></p><p>More javelins sailed towards us as Endo and I fired crossbows back into the room. Once again I was caught; this time in the left thigh; I looked up in agony to see still more javelins pattering off Igmut’s heavy armour and shield as though they were raindrops falling onto canvas. He stepped still further into the room and his magical blade tore down two more of the enemy.</p><p></p><p>Trying to compete, Flynne was only able to bring down one more with his arrows, injuring a second. I gave up on the crossbow, being unable to hit anything in the flickering torchlight with so many of the foes now engaged in combat with my comrades or our summoned assistance. I instead drew my rapier into my good hand, and limped forwards, choosing to parry his blows more than strike my own. My blade went wide when I thrust it at the scaled figure, which turned to strike me, and was immediately brought down from the side by Malachite’s scimitar blow.</p><p></p><p>Elementals and wolves claimed two more, and then the enemies fled from the room down a previously unseen side passageway; stragglers were brought down swiftly by Flynne’s bow and Igmut’s sword. </p><p></p><p>.oOo.</p><p></p><p>As Igmut healed my wounds and I tried in vain to imitate the voice of the lizardman to re-open the passageway behind us, Flynne crept down the passageway down which a few of the lizards had managed to escape us. Moments after he left, there was a rustling noise, and branches moved themselves subtly across the entranceway, sealing him off away from us.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Eccles, post: 3312211, member: 5675"] The sound of footsteps continued to get louder and louder from both of the exits to the chamber we were in. Flynn faded from sight amongst the branches which made up the walls of the room; Igmut drew his heavy black spear and stood square in the middle of one of the two corridors; the rest of us loaded crossbows and prepared as best we could for our oncoming assailants. As the footsteps drew closer, I began a slow chant of encouragement, picking out the notes of the chant with my lute. The first of the oncoming lizardmen ran screaming out of the passageway to my right, straight onto Igmut’s spear-point. The point met the creature square in the centre of its chest, and Igmut twisted the spear viciously. The speed with which the creature charged meant that the spear-point burst from its back, and it managed to grip and pull itself some distance down the spear before the light faded from its eyes. A second lizard charged from the same passage, and was nearly spitted in the same fashion; turning itself to one side at the last moment. This meant that it was merely heavily gouged to the side of its chest as it closed on Igmut. A third also dashed up from the same corridor, and was immediately impaled with two arrows from somewhere up in the ceiling. The magic from the captured bow saw the arrows tear into its arm and throat, spilling blood which immediately froze, tinkling frost-rimed ruby jewels pattering to the floor as the lizardman fell to the floor dead. The remaining wounded lizardman waved its club, bashing Igmut on the shoulder. The half orc grunted, but didn’t really show any other sign of pain from the attack. At this point, my attention was drawn to the other corridor, as two more lizardmen dashed into the room. Mr Punch the crocodile snapped its jaws at one of them, missing, and then the lizardmen swung their clubs at the crocodile in return, but they were also off target. Endo fired his crossbow over the top of the crocodile, scoring a glancing blow off one of the foes. .oOo. In one smooth move, Igmut cast away the encumbered spear, drew his massive two handed sword, and cut down the remaining lizardman near him. Flynne fired again from his hiding place near the ceiling, killing it. This left only one. At this point I noticed that Malachite was no longer chanting – 2 wolves had sprung into existence a little further down the corridor, blocking the remaining lizardman into the room with us and gnawing on its leg. The crocodile itself spun on the spot, its heavy tail flailing and whacking the lizardman. It crashed against the wall, hit its head on a heavy root, and lay still. With no more fighting to be done, Malachite instructed the two wolves to run off down the corridor to my left. They dashed into the dark, sniffing their way as they left the light. A short while after they had left our sight, we heard a yelping, a heavy thump, and then a reptilian roar of triumph. .oOo. We followed the course that the wolves had taken, which wound down a short slope further into the hill. At the bottom was another, much larger, chamber, which contained many grassy sleeping pallets, and was positively packed with lizardmen. The largest of these lizards stared towards us, and then simply said “close”. With this, there was a heavy rustling sound from behind us – the roots and branches which formed the cavern began to writhe and twist, joining up with one another, and forming a tight wall behind us, sealing off the passageway. The roots twisted and moved so fast that we were soon being pushed down the corridor, towards the host of lizardmen before us. As those at the back of our group were being pushed, we displaced the people at the front – Igmut and Mr Punch were unceremoniously forced into the room in front of some 20 lizardmen. At this point, we realised that they were all holding javelins, as they almost simultaneously hurled them at the crocodile and the half-orc. Impaled by seven or eight javelins, Mr Punch died instantly, resembling something more like a giant porcupine than a crocodile in his death throes. A dozen more of the heavy iron-pointed weapons sailed towards Igmut, who gripped his sword and tucked his head down behind his shield as he came under attack. There was a series of heavy thuds, and I looked up. Long wooden shafts protruded from all around Igmut. I saw him lift his arm – and realised that one of the javelins I though was going into his chest had somehow landed between his arm and his body, imbedding itself in the wall. Grinning toothily, Igmut wiggled his fingers as though amazed that the hand was still working. Then he took a step forwards and bellowed “KORD!” As he stepped away from the wall, he left a perfect Igmut-shaped silhouette of javelins in the foliage behind him. .oOo. We began our assault on the many lizardmen. Flynne’s pinpoint accuracy failed him briefly, as his first arrow sailed over all the lizards facing us. His second caught the leader of the lizards in the eye. Frosty fluids foamed out of the eye socket, and the biggest of the scaled figures keeled over backwards. Flynne somehow then took a step to his left, and faded form sight once more in the darkness. Igmut, uncommonly using a normal sized longsword and a shield, stepped into the room, dealing hideous injury to any lizard foolish enough to close on him. I chanted briefly, and hurled sonic power into the room, dazing and hurting a good half of the creatures into the room with the concussive force. Malachite and Endo stepped over Mr Punch’s body, both casting spells, and I was then unceremoniously shoved forwards myself, straight into another volley of javelins, one of which caught me in the shoulder. I stopped chanting, barely able to keep hold of the lute, and looked around to try to spot which of the green-skinned abominations had done this to me. Many other javelins, meanwhile, pattered off Igmut’s armoured form. He stepped further into the room, cleaving down two of the lizards, supported by a veritable menagerie of summoned creatures supplied by Malachite, whose chanting and supplications to the gods of nature had supplied him with a brace of earth elementals and a wolf. Flynne’s accuracy nailed two more of the lizards, and he looked around for another hiding place, hunkering down next to the fallen crocodile and once again not being spotted by any of the enemy. More javelins sailed towards us as Endo and I fired crossbows back into the room. Once again I was caught; this time in the left thigh; I looked up in agony to see still more javelins pattering off Igmut’s heavy armour and shield as though they were raindrops falling onto canvas. He stepped still further into the room and his magical blade tore down two more of the enemy. Trying to compete, Flynne was only able to bring down one more with his arrows, injuring a second. I gave up on the crossbow, being unable to hit anything in the flickering torchlight with so many of the foes now engaged in combat with my comrades or our summoned assistance. I instead drew my rapier into my good hand, and limped forwards, choosing to parry his blows more than strike my own. My blade went wide when I thrust it at the scaled figure, which turned to strike me, and was immediately brought down from the side by Malachite’s scimitar blow. Elementals and wolves claimed two more, and then the enemies fled from the room down a previously unseen side passageway; stragglers were brought down swiftly by Flynne’s bow and Igmut’s sword. .oOo. As Igmut healed my wounds and I tried in vain to imitate the voice of the lizardman to re-open the passageway behind us, Flynne crept down the passageway down which a few of the lizards had managed to escape us. Moments after he left, there was a rustling noise, and branches moved themselves subtly across the entranceway, sealing him off away from us. [/QUOTE]
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