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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Eccles" data-source="post: 4061156" data-attributes="member: 5675">Pieced together from my comrades’ tales after I was resurrected: .oOo.As my body hung in space through the power of my Boots of Levitation, the remaining ‘Thessalhydra’ smashed through the stone wall I had summoned into existence with my scroll seconds earlier. Janga read from a scroll of his own and the cadaverous liche was forced to materialise on the far side of the bridge from my diminutive cleric companion and Fez. Screaming, the barbarian flew through the air and hacked into him; his swinging axe triggering some power of the liche and a protective ring of fire sprang up around him.Flynne’s arrows streaked around Fez to smack home in the liche’s dusty flesh, and Bob’s joined an instant later, before the injured liche gestured and croaked out a spell, locking Fez into a cage of invisible force.Janga was swift to react, teleporting into the box and then triggered the power of a mystical rod, allowing him to cast a second spell and drag them both out again through a dimensional rift, emerging near the Thessalhydra, which was swiftly slaughtered with Fez’s axe and Flynne’s many arrows. The liche had vanished. Whilst Janga enchanted Bob with the power to see the hidden, Fez was swift to snatch up the tiny goblin archer and fly up to the roof of the red stone fortress. Flynne followed on foot, prancing nimbly between the flames on the stone bridge. Janga swooped down (tiny wings on his boots flapping madly), to drag my floating body with him and pick through an array of items secreted in pouches, bags and pockets on me. Meanwhile, Fez was slashing at the tough stone roof with his adamantine sunblade, trying to get at the crunchy liche inside. Ineffectually, Bob tried to join in with his miniscule shortsword. Whilst Flynne took flight to join Janga hovering above the roof, there was a brief sensation of phenomenally powerful magic. The roof Fez and Bob were standing on had vanished, and they fell through into a mud-filled walled-off area below, boxed in between invisible walls and a glowing wall of palpable menace – they were trapped in this cage with a vast Thessalhydra, its eight toothy maws snatching out at them with vicious accuracy. It bit down on Bob, but he slipped free of it through the freeing power of a spell I had cast previously. The beast lowered its maw and bellowed, charging both Bob and Fez, and whilst they both slashed at it, they weren’t strong enough between them to stop it shoving them backwards through the glittering multi-coloured wall. They both emerged from the other side of the wall; whilst Bob was gibbering and slightly scorched, Fez was somehow almost entirely unharmed. .oOo.Overhead, the other two yelled in alarm as the liche appeared between them, and Flynne was quick to react and fire repeatedly at the looming figure. Janga pulled a long staff from one of my enchanted bags, and triggered it, sending a beam of powerful light slamming into the liche which wailed in pain. The looming figure responded with another spell of its own, and Janga vanished. A second spell had no effect on Flynne at all..oOo.In the fortress, Fez triggered a massively powerful enchantment from in a ring on his finger, and his form swelled and thickened into a towering balor. He tore the door off its hinges, and stalked into the room beyond, into a room which was clearly for experiments, including a tall glass vat of a flashing purple substance. Behind him, Bob giggled and staggered after him, his arrows glancing off Fez’s tough new-grown wing. Above, Flynne continued to hail the liche with enchanted arrows, and it responded with a gesture which made the armour-skinned elf simply vanish from all existence. Trapped by a heavy portcullis, Fez changed again, becoming a massive black oozing creature which seeped its way through the portcullis into the outer courtyard. Behind him, Bob screamed and backed away. Overhead, the liche looked down at Fez and pointed; a ray slammed into him and boiled away a portion of his vitality and boiling away a number of his protective magics. Yelling in alarm, Fez-the-Pudding shifted and became Fez-the-balor, launching himself into the air and slashing at the liche, neatly severing its upper torso from its lower. .oOo.Over the course of the next 20 minutes or so, the missing members of our party returned to the prime material plane, and Janga was quick to return me, gasping for breath, to life. We looted the body of the liche, and searched the entire fortress for the creature’s phylactery to no avail. The only unidentified thing we could find was the purple liquid within the vat. We all stood back, whilst Fez smashed the thing with his wooden club – as the liquid gushed out and engulfed him, he gasped in the near overwhelming power of the magics which wove around and through him; the club suddenly glowed so brightly in my magical eyesight that I had to snatch off my spectacles; we had located the third part of Balakarde’s tripartite soul.</blockquote>

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