megamania
Hero
THE CREATION SCHEMA
SEGMENT 252
8/05/06
“Cedious …being Cedious”
The Zoanthrope is near death but grabs the halfling anyway. It shifts out of one reality and wanders to a spot to reappear within a 15 x 15 cell. Cedious wastes no time and stabs the creature before looking around. It dies and screams in pain and rage.
The walls are earth and stone. The front wall is missing but metallic unfinished metal formed into rods are here. The rogue sees no locks or door. Looking outside, he sees no guards. There is a stream of lava that makes it very hot here and gives a faint light.
With no further hesitation, he cuts the bars with his adamantine rapier and steps out. Nothing. He looks up and down and sees a few dozen similar cells, Some seem to be preoccupied.
He walks to his right and after a few empty cells sees the remains of a Forgotten. It looks quite dead. He passes it with no thought and later finds a man wearing the uniform of the Emerald Claw. “Let me out! Let me out before they return!”
“Who else is here?” says Cedious as he slowly and without any intention of harm looks for his next lethal dart to throw.
“Demise was on with us when we were attacked. I am not certain if she was captured also. Hurry- they occasionally send guards to patrol through here!”
“Do you know the way out?”
“We need to leave and quickly. They do unsavory things to us here.”
“Really? Like what?” he pretends to be looking for his tools.
“They ….”, he speaks softer now, “…they do breeding experiments.”
“Poor bastard.” And he throws his dart and kills the tortured soul in one blow. He uses his rapier to cut through the bars to retrieve his dart and look for anything of use on the soldier. He finds nothing and moves on.
He finds a man with a badly injured arm. He is wearing the colors of House Cannith. “Hey- who are you?”
The man breathes sharply and either ignores him or is so close to death that he doesn’t even know the rogue is there. Cedious pulls out a healing potion and tosses it next to the Cannith man. Nothing. Cedious sighs and cuts his way in. He feeds the potion to the man but it is too late. The wounds are too serious and are beyond what a mere healing potion can do. Cedious ends it for him and looks for new mischief or a means out.
Cedious reaches the end of the cells and finds a bridge here to cross over to the other side where more cells are. He begins to walk up and finds another dead body of a Cannith worker which he ignores. He finds a few skeletons next. "Been here a long time?” he jokes to himself.
The next cell is unexpected. Within the cell is a man with unmarked armor but his eyes reminding him of some mages he has seen. The man looks up but says nothing.
“Who are you?” asks Cedious.
“I am known as Suddz”
“Sounds like a dwarven name. Do you know how to get out?”
“I have some ideas but can not leave this cell Cedious.”
“You know who I am?!?”
“I know of the bounty for your head.”
Cedious smiles. His reputation precedes him- even here. “How much?”
“The Emerald Claw asks for ten thousand. When the first attempts failed, Garrow added some of his own personal money to it. It stands at twenty-five thousand now.”
“Platinum?”
“Gold.”
“How did you get here?”
“I was captured when tall snake like creatures with large heads put me to sleep.”
Cedious remembers the Forgotten. “Who else is here?”
Still having not gotten up or begged to escape the warmage answers. “There are representatives from House Cannith including their leader, The Emerald Claw and the natives.”
“The leader ….?” Cedious’ heart skips a beat. Could it be? Could he finally get his revenge?
“I believe she is referred to with a title.” Says the man with arrogance.
“Elaydren?!?”
“Yes. Can you get me out now? I can aid you.”
“Who are you?”
“Suddz.”
“No- who are you with?”
“Why is it so important to you?”
“Just is.”
Silence.
“See you later then.”
Cedious leaves and the proud mage stays behind and very quiet.
After about ten paces he hears “I am for hire. I am a hired Mercenary.”
Cedious returns and looks at the man whom is now standing and in the middle of the room. “okay.” He cuts the bars with his rapier.
“So that is how you do it.”
“What do you mean?”
“These bars have a strange property to them. They negate magic. Your adamantine is not magical in nature thus it by passes the negation.”
A few more cells down they reach the end once more. Here a loose but heavy slab of stone blocks the way. Cedious pushes on it enough to easily get through. The chainmailed war mage has a much harder time of it. Cedious enjoys watching the arrogant man suffer a bit as he looks around. This series of cells is nearly empty except for a large and hairy man. He grunts and snarls and pounds at the bars.
“What are you?” asks Cedious.
“A native. They live in the hills north of the Cannith site.” Answers the man
“Left in here he will make a lot of noise. It we let him out he draw first attacks or set off traps.” Says Cedious as he swings into the bars.
The creature bounds out and looks around before running to the far end. The warmage is not certain on the wisdom of this but it is done.
The exit here is a large well made locked door. Looking at it, Cedious feels it and the frame around it came from somewhere else. It appears the creatures can not create such things but understand their use. He easily picks it and they move on. Unseen by Cedious, the man has pulled a pinch of sulfur from the ground and holds onto it.
This series of cells are shorter and have an exit leaving from the side about mid way down. Cedious looks in and sees a Cannith man with a serious head wound. Looking closer, the wound looks like it was surgically done- not from an accident or impact. “Ugh!”
The native rushes ahead then stops at a cell that is the closest to the exit. It grunts at the cell. Cedious goes on to check it out. Suddz holds back.
He stops and looks in. Someone has tunneled through a corner!
“LEAVE HER ALONE RETCHED HALFLING!”
Cedious sees a glow of energy rushing at him. crap is all he thinks as he moves.
SEGMENT 252
8/05/06
“Cedious …being Cedious”
The Zoanthrope is near death but grabs the halfling anyway. It shifts out of one reality and wanders to a spot to reappear within a 15 x 15 cell. Cedious wastes no time and stabs the creature before looking around. It dies and screams in pain and rage.
The walls are earth and stone. The front wall is missing but metallic unfinished metal formed into rods are here. The rogue sees no locks or door. Looking outside, he sees no guards. There is a stream of lava that makes it very hot here and gives a faint light.
With no further hesitation, he cuts the bars with his adamantine rapier and steps out. Nothing. He looks up and down and sees a few dozen similar cells, Some seem to be preoccupied.
He walks to his right and after a few empty cells sees the remains of a Forgotten. It looks quite dead. He passes it with no thought and later finds a man wearing the uniform of the Emerald Claw. “Let me out! Let me out before they return!”
“Who else is here?” says Cedious as he slowly and without any intention of harm looks for his next lethal dart to throw.
“Demise was on with us when we were attacked. I am not certain if she was captured also. Hurry- they occasionally send guards to patrol through here!”
“Do you know the way out?”
“We need to leave and quickly. They do unsavory things to us here.”
“Really? Like what?” he pretends to be looking for his tools.
“They ….”, he speaks softer now, “…they do breeding experiments.”
“Poor bastard.” And he throws his dart and kills the tortured soul in one blow. He uses his rapier to cut through the bars to retrieve his dart and look for anything of use on the soldier. He finds nothing and moves on.
He finds a man with a badly injured arm. He is wearing the colors of House Cannith. “Hey- who are you?”
The man breathes sharply and either ignores him or is so close to death that he doesn’t even know the rogue is there. Cedious pulls out a healing potion and tosses it next to the Cannith man. Nothing. Cedious sighs and cuts his way in. He feeds the potion to the man but it is too late. The wounds are too serious and are beyond what a mere healing potion can do. Cedious ends it for him and looks for new mischief or a means out.
Cedious reaches the end of the cells and finds a bridge here to cross over to the other side where more cells are. He begins to walk up and finds another dead body of a Cannith worker which he ignores. He finds a few skeletons next. "Been here a long time?” he jokes to himself.
The next cell is unexpected. Within the cell is a man with unmarked armor but his eyes reminding him of some mages he has seen. The man looks up but says nothing.
“Who are you?” asks Cedious.
“I am known as Suddz”
“Sounds like a dwarven name. Do you know how to get out?”
“I have some ideas but can not leave this cell Cedious.”
“You know who I am?!?”
“I know of the bounty for your head.”
Cedious smiles. His reputation precedes him- even here. “How much?”
“The Emerald Claw asks for ten thousand. When the first attempts failed, Garrow added some of his own personal money to it. It stands at twenty-five thousand now.”
“Platinum?”
“Gold.”
“How did you get here?”
“I was captured when tall snake like creatures with large heads put me to sleep.”
Cedious remembers the Forgotten. “Who else is here?”
Still having not gotten up or begged to escape the warmage answers. “There are representatives from House Cannith including their leader, The Emerald Claw and the natives.”
“The leader ….?” Cedious’ heart skips a beat. Could it be? Could he finally get his revenge?
“I believe she is referred to with a title.” Says the man with arrogance.
“Elaydren?!?”
“Yes. Can you get me out now? I can aid you.”
“Who are you?”
“Suddz.”
“No- who are you with?”
“Why is it so important to you?”
“Just is.”
Silence.
“See you later then.”
Cedious leaves and the proud mage stays behind and very quiet.
After about ten paces he hears “I am for hire. I am a hired Mercenary.”
Cedious returns and looks at the man whom is now standing and in the middle of the room. “okay.” He cuts the bars with his rapier.
“So that is how you do it.”
“What do you mean?”
“These bars have a strange property to them. They negate magic. Your adamantine is not magical in nature thus it by passes the negation.”
A few more cells down they reach the end once more. Here a loose but heavy slab of stone blocks the way. Cedious pushes on it enough to easily get through. The chainmailed war mage has a much harder time of it. Cedious enjoys watching the arrogant man suffer a bit as he looks around. This series of cells is nearly empty except for a large and hairy man. He grunts and snarls and pounds at the bars.
“What are you?” asks Cedious.
“A native. They live in the hills north of the Cannith site.” Answers the man
“Left in here he will make a lot of noise. It we let him out he draw first attacks or set off traps.” Says Cedious as he swings into the bars.
The creature bounds out and looks around before running to the far end. The warmage is not certain on the wisdom of this but it is done.
The exit here is a large well made locked door. Looking at it, Cedious feels it and the frame around it came from somewhere else. It appears the creatures can not create such things but understand their use. He easily picks it and they move on. Unseen by Cedious, the man has pulled a pinch of sulfur from the ground and holds onto it.
This series of cells are shorter and have an exit leaving from the side about mid way down. Cedious looks in and sees a Cannith man with a serious head wound. Looking closer, the wound looks like it was surgically done- not from an accident or impact. “Ugh!”
The native rushes ahead then stops at a cell that is the closest to the exit. It grunts at the cell. Cedious goes on to check it out. Suddz holds back.
He stops and looks in. Someone has tunneled through a corner!
“LEAVE HER ALONE RETCHED HALFLING!”
Cedious sees a glow of energy rushing at him. crap is all he thinks as he moves.
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