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<blockquote data-quote="Eccles" data-source="post: 3794579" data-attributes="member: 5675"><p>After a couple of minutes spent nervously hovering over the sea of worms, there was a second series of tell-tale teleport shimmers by our side. Two figures reappeared next to us, but to our shock Maynard seemed to have decided not to rejoin us.</p><p></p><p>In his stead, Manzorian had sent a pair of new adventurers – the short notice he had had was reflected in the stature of the newest recruits.</p><p></p><p><strong>Fez</strong>, a sinewy 3 foot four dark-skinned and feral looking Halfling, with a shaved head covered in tattoos. He leered round at his new environment with his breath hissing through tiny teeth which had been filed to points. He was covered in leathers and hides, through which protruded dozens of sharp-looking metal spikes; around his neck was a necklace of teeth (clearly enchanted to my eyes), and a collection of shrunken heads swung by their hair from his leathery belt. He appeared to have a heavy floating rock hovering in the air next to him, which bore the marks of having been struck by many dozens of weapons. The pygmy was carrying several spiked, bladed or edged weapons belted to his waist and shoulder.</p><p></p><p><strong>Janga</strong> was a gnome, positively festooned in heavy metal armoured plates. His shield and armour were both covered with the symbol of Fahrlanghan, particularly in his aspect of god of travel and protection. The tiny cleric carried a bag slung over one shoulder which carried the auras of a selection of magical scrolls and potions. </p><p></p><p>Once we had introduced ourselves, we looked at the possibilities for exiting. There were a total of 4 ways from the cavern, two of which we had discovered before Maynard had left. Each of the other two went down a short stretch of 10 foot wide stone passageway before ending with wide bronze doors each stamped heavily with a massive symbol of Kyuss. </p><p></p><p>Heading down the left-hand passageway, we paused whilst Flynne first checked and then listened at the doorway, and then cracked it open to peek through. I could see glimpses of a thick green velveteen carpet together with richly upholstered furniture as well as glimpses of an alien and worm-filled landscape on the back walls – a landscape of caverns filled with worms and worm-like humans which burst from the ground to destroy the civilisation above them. </p><p></p><p>Also in the room were three figures, each in black heavy armour and clutching a jagged and evil looking sword. Each of them turned to face us, and we recoiled in horror at the realisation that their eyes, like the figure outside the ziggurat, had been replaced by a pair of bloated, grasping worms. </p><p></p><p>.oOo.</p><p></p><p>Flynne slammed the door shut in a heartbeat, and an instant later two figures could be heard beating upon it. The shadows around the rest of us suddenly twisted and pulled away to coalesce in a dark spot on the wall between Janga, Endo and myself. The third skeletal figure stepped through from this darkest patch and struck at Janga, its black blade scything through his armour as though it wasn’t there. </p><p></p><p>Endo turned in alarm, and his spell flared with a green light in the dark corridor. The beam of light struck the undead in the chest, but the creature threw off the worst of the spell. As I chanted, Flynne spun on the spot, allowing the door to swing free as his arrows struck the creature. </p><p></p><p>The tiny gnome cleric raised his holy symbol and yelled scripture towards the undead, but there was no effect apart from Endo complaining about a sudden splitting headache. Fez ignored this and kicked open the door screaming before he slammed a flail into the face of the undead pulling on the other side. </p><p></p><p>In the corridor behind him, things went from bad to worse as the skeletal figure continued to hack at Janga. Two blows from the shadowy blade scythed through his armour and his blood spilled through the seams. Tiny teeth scraped against the plates as the worms in the skeletal sockets stretched out and snapped at the gnome but failed to find purchase. </p><p></p><p>At the door, Fez yelled in alarm and began to flail at things in the air, whilst the undead on the other side of the door glanced at him and then glided forwards to slash and bite at the tiny savage. The sword blow he largely seemed to ignore in his fury, but the bite of the eye-worm seemed to make him look deeply unhappy, and he bagan to burble and speak nonsense as he continued to lay about himself with the cold-iron flail he was clutching. </p><p></p><p>The third of the creatures carried a more jagged and wicked-looking blade, which bit twice into Flynne; each time accompanied with a burst of null-magic. A bite from the eyeworm looked particularly vicious, causing the elf to flag noticeably. </p><p></p><p>Endo produced a wand and a rod of metamagic, and whilst the dark blast from the wand missed its target, he followed it up with a rapid spell of <em>hasting</em>, whilst I continued to chant encouragement to my comrades. </p><p></p><p>The two together allowed Flynne to fire a huge number of arrows which struck heavily, but the undead was still facing Janga with determination as Flynne stepped back behind Fez. </p><p></p><p>Janga chanted and healing energies burst forth, curing the wounds on the cleric as well as Flynne and the tiny pygmy warrior. As the restorative powers struck the undead, they bellowed in pain and fear as dust trickled from their dry joints. They advanced upon us – one glared and Janga who called out that his faith was stronger than its eldritch powers. </p><p></p><p>As the creatures moved forwards, Flynne was struck with another sword blade and a bite from an eye-worm, which reduced him to the level of an angry (and horrendously dangerous) infant. Another of the undead aimed its attacks at Fez, and all of them glanced off the floating stone (which darted from place to place to intercept sword blows), or the thick hides he was wearing. </p><p></p><p>Janga, however, was hit hard twice with the shadowy swordblade, and once with a bite from an eye-socket. Endo responded for him by flinging a powerful dark beam into the teeth of the closest undead, draining its strength a great deal. He then spun and gestured, sending lightning crackling between the two figures in the doorway. They simply cackled as the bolt played over them to no effect, and my use of a wand of undead-holding also had no effect on them. </p><p></p><p>Taking flight, Flynne tumbled backwards to hover over the sea of undead worms, firing one shot when he was in place. The long arrow slid through the shadowy skeleton which had stepped from the darkness to the midst of us all. Fez stepped backwards and strung hard, smashing the Kyuss-knight’s bones against the wall and it collapsed in a broken heap. His heavy blow swung onwards and he poured blow after blow on te next closest target. </p><p></p><p>Janga chanted, and called down a roaring column of fire upon the two undead. The roaring inferno caused the two undead knights to bellow in fury and pain, but once we had blinked away the after-image of the flames the two were still standing and still striding towards us. The closer one swung its barbed sword, and there was another flash of null-magic which flayed Endo of all of his magical effects whilst dealing him a terrible blow at the same time. </p><p></p><p>The other undead turned its cowled face towards me, and I was treated to a sudden barrage of mental images of worms and decay. I fought off the images before the creature struck Fez with its sword and a bite from its eye-worms. </p><p></p><p>Backing up, Endo cast a spell of <em>disintegration</em> upon the creature which had stripped away his protective spells. The creature bellowed in pain and rage as its remaining flesh and sinew were boiled away by the magics. Cowering from a potential attack, I stepped up to Fez and cast a <em>displacement</em> spell in the teeth of the still-smouldering undead. </p><p></p><p>Suddenly, from over our shoulders, Flynne’s arrows crashed home – the first nailed the recently part-disintegrated undead to the floor, where it slumped and was still. The other three arrows slammed into the last creature, and it collapsed into a heap of bones and armour on the floor. </p><p></p><p>.oOo.</p><p></p><p>We moved cautiously into the room, and read the large red runes on the wall, which described the names and tasks of the four powerful knights of Kyuss. While Fez smashed the furniture and carved into the walls with his adamantine ‘axe’ (more of a razor-sharp flake of the metal tied to a long bone with a length of creeper), Endo interpreted the walls to confirm that these four were the greatest warriors of Kyuss within the necropolis. </p><p></p><p>We took flight back across the lake of worms, and as we touched down on the far side before the last set of doors, they crashed open. Silhouetted in front of pictures and patterns of alien slaughter and random barely describable chaos stood a thin and rotting six armed figure. </p><p></p><p>A voice spoke in our minds.</p><p></p><p>“You would be the fulfillers of prophecy. You have my thanks,” gloated the undead spellweaver.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Eccles, post: 3794579, member: 5675"] After a couple of minutes spent nervously hovering over the sea of worms, there was a second series of tell-tale teleport shimmers by our side. Two figures reappeared next to us, but to our shock Maynard seemed to have decided not to rejoin us. In his stead, Manzorian had sent a pair of new adventurers – the short notice he had had was reflected in the stature of the newest recruits. [B]Fez[/B], a sinewy 3 foot four dark-skinned and feral looking Halfling, with a shaved head covered in tattoos. He leered round at his new environment with his breath hissing through tiny teeth which had been filed to points. He was covered in leathers and hides, through which protruded dozens of sharp-looking metal spikes; around his neck was a necklace of teeth (clearly enchanted to my eyes), and a collection of shrunken heads swung by their hair from his leathery belt. He appeared to have a heavy floating rock hovering in the air next to him, which bore the marks of having been struck by many dozens of weapons. The pygmy was carrying several spiked, bladed or edged weapons belted to his waist and shoulder. [B]Janga[/B] was a gnome, positively festooned in heavy metal armoured plates. His shield and armour were both covered with the symbol of Fahrlanghan, particularly in his aspect of god of travel and protection. The tiny cleric carried a bag slung over one shoulder which carried the auras of a selection of magical scrolls and potions. Once we had introduced ourselves, we looked at the possibilities for exiting. There were a total of 4 ways from the cavern, two of which we had discovered before Maynard had left. Each of the other two went down a short stretch of 10 foot wide stone passageway before ending with wide bronze doors each stamped heavily with a massive symbol of Kyuss. Heading down the left-hand passageway, we paused whilst Flynne first checked and then listened at the doorway, and then cracked it open to peek through. I could see glimpses of a thick green velveteen carpet together with richly upholstered furniture as well as glimpses of an alien and worm-filled landscape on the back walls – a landscape of caverns filled with worms and worm-like humans which burst from the ground to destroy the civilisation above them. Also in the room were three figures, each in black heavy armour and clutching a jagged and evil looking sword. Each of them turned to face us, and we recoiled in horror at the realisation that their eyes, like the figure outside the ziggurat, had been replaced by a pair of bloated, grasping worms. .oOo. Flynne slammed the door shut in a heartbeat, and an instant later two figures could be heard beating upon it. The shadows around the rest of us suddenly twisted and pulled away to coalesce in a dark spot on the wall between Janga, Endo and myself. The third skeletal figure stepped through from this darkest patch and struck at Janga, its black blade scything through his armour as though it wasn’t there. Endo turned in alarm, and his spell flared with a green light in the dark corridor. The beam of light struck the undead in the chest, but the creature threw off the worst of the spell. As I chanted, Flynne spun on the spot, allowing the door to swing free as his arrows struck the creature. The tiny gnome cleric raised his holy symbol and yelled scripture towards the undead, but there was no effect apart from Endo complaining about a sudden splitting headache. Fez ignored this and kicked open the door screaming before he slammed a flail into the face of the undead pulling on the other side. In the corridor behind him, things went from bad to worse as the skeletal figure continued to hack at Janga. Two blows from the shadowy blade scythed through his armour and his blood spilled through the seams. Tiny teeth scraped against the plates as the worms in the skeletal sockets stretched out and snapped at the gnome but failed to find purchase. At the door, Fez yelled in alarm and began to flail at things in the air, whilst the undead on the other side of the door glanced at him and then glided forwards to slash and bite at the tiny savage. The sword blow he largely seemed to ignore in his fury, but the bite of the eye-worm seemed to make him look deeply unhappy, and he bagan to burble and speak nonsense as he continued to lay about himself with the cold-iron flail he was clutching. The third of the creatures carried a more jagged and wicked-looking blade, which bit twice into Flynne; each time accompanied with a burst of null-magic. A bite from the eyeworm looked particularly vicious, causing the elf to flag noticeably. Endo produced a wand and a rod of metamagic, and whilst the dark blast from the wand missed its target, he followed it up with a rapid spell of [i]hasting[/i], whilst I continued to chant encouragement to my comrades. The two together allowed Flynne to fire a huge number of arrows which struck heavily, but the undead was still facing Janga with determination as Flynne stepped back behind Fez. Janga chanted and healing energies burst forth, curing the wounds on the cleric as well as Flynne and the tiny pygmy warrior. As the restorative powers struck the undead, they bellowed in pain and fear as dust trickled from their dry joints. They advanced upon us – one glared and Janga who called out that his faith was stronger than its eldritch powers. As the creatures moved forwards, Flynne was struck with another sword blade and a bite from an eye-worm, which reduced him to the level of an angry (and horrendously dangerous) infant. Another of the undead aimed its attacks at Fez, and all of them glanced off the floating stone (which darted from place to place to intercept sword blows), or the thick hides he was wearing. Janga, however, was hit hard twice with the shadowy swordblade, and once with a bite from an eye-socket. Endo responded for him by flinging a powerful dark beam into the teeth of the closest undead, draining its strength a great deal. He then spun and gestured, sending lightning crackling between the two figures in the doorway. They simply cackled as the bolt played over them to no effect, and my use of a wand of undead-holding also had no effect on them. Taking flight, Flynne tumbled backwards to hover over the sea of undead worms, firing one shot when he was in place. The long arrow slid through the shadowy skeleton which had stepped from the darkness to the midst of us all. Fez stepped backwards and strung hard, smashing the Kyuss-knight’s bones against the wall and it collapsed in a broken heap. His heavy blow swung onwards and he poured blow after blow on te next closest target. Janga chanted, and called down a roaring column of fire upon the two undead. The roaring inferno caused the two undead knights to bellow in fury and pain, but once we had blinked away the after-image of the flames the two were still standing and still striding towards us. The closer one swung its barbed sword, and there was another flash of null-magic which flayed Endo of all of his magical effects whilst dealing him a terrible blow at the same time. The other undead turned its cowled face towards me, and I was treated to a sudden barrage of mental images of worms and decay. I fought off the images before the creature struck Fez with its sword and a bite from its eye-worms. Backing up, Endo cast a spell of [i]disintegration[/i] upon the creature which had stripped away his protective spells. The creature bellowed in pain and rage as its remaining flesh and sinew were boiled away by the magics. Cowering from a potential attack, I stepped up to Fez and cast a [i]displacement[/i] spell in the teeth of the still-smouldering undead. Suddenly, from over our shoulders, Flynne’s arrows crashed home – the first nailed the recently part-disintegrated undead to the floor, where it slumped and was still. The other three arrows slammed into the last creature, and it collapsed into a heap of bones and armour on the floor. .oOo. We moved cautiously into the room, and read the large red runes on the wall, which described the names and tasks of the four powerful knights of Kyuss. While Fez smashed the furniture and carved into the walls with his adamantine ‘axe’ (more of a razor-sharp flake of the metal tied to a long bone with a length of creeper), Endo interpreted the walls to confirm that these four were the greatest warriors of Kyuss within the necropolis. We took flight back across the lake of worms, and as we touched down on the far side before the last set of doors, they crashed open. Silhouetted in front of pictures and patterns of alien slaughter and random barely describable chaos stood a thin and rotting six armed figure. A voice spoke in our minds. “You would be the fulfillers of prophecy. You have my thanks,” gloated the undead spellweaver. [/QUOTE]
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