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The Defenders of Tronus - The Birth of Heroes (Updated 2/28/04)
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<blockquote data-quote="Arkyst" data-source="post: 1339397" data-attributes="member: 14820"><p><strong>The Defenders of Tronus – The Paladin’s Crypt:</strong></p><p></p><p>Only a few steps around the corner from the shadow beast, was a horrid sight. A pile of undead laid clawing and scratching at the massive stone door that marked the final resting place of Mendegon the Devout. Arms and legs protruded from the door jam, indicating that these undead have been here since the tomb was sealed. Hundreds of years later, they remained, clawing at the base of the door, most of which had scratched their claws into nubs.</p><p></p><p>Azerot looked to Kabod yet again to expedite the quest as he called forth a small floating sphere of fire, and moved it directly into the pile of undead. After the fire died, the smoke and stench started to fill the corridor. The heroes were a little unsure that it was a cleaner way to defeat the near-helpless undead, but it was too late now.</p><p></p><p>Now that the mess of undead was nothing more than some smoldering embers, Daz moved up to the door to get a better perspective. As he approached, the door began to glow with a translucent blue light. In the background Rayna was insisting that Daz not touch the door, that she had the key of Annadielle Trueheart. Yet Daz was his own man, no woman would tell him what to do. The elven rogue took out his lockpicks and touched them to the lock. As he did, a large bolt of blue light shot out of the door and directly into Daz’s chest.</p><p></p><p>After Daz and been blown clear of the door, Rayna approached to use the key. Without any problems, the door opened to reveal a large stone room. The room itself was decorated, but not to excess, with the most flamboyant part being a small shrine to Trelar at the opposite side of the room. In the center of the room was a large sarcophagus, covered in images of knights and armor.</p><p></p><p>Within the room itself were close to fifty skeletal warriors circling the sarcophagus. In fact, it was apparent that this had been going on for some time since there was a circular groove worn into the stone floor. The only thing that appeared to keep the skeletons at bay was a man in tarnished armor and tattered robes that passed back and forth on the top of the sarcophagus, swinging his sword about in the air. Yet, the glowing orange eyes shining out from underneath his hood hinted that he was now undead as well.</p><p></p><p>“Loasaur, I presume,” addressed Azerot as he moved forward with his morningstar readied.</p><p></p><p>The guardian of the sarcophagus nodded his head in the direction of the cleric but did not pause in his pacing. Azerot signaled back to group to attack, and they were more than happy to rid this place of these remaining undead. Rayna started the attack by torching one of the skeletons. The horde of undead broke their circle and began to charge the Defenders.</p><p></p><p>Azerot greatly slowed their charge however by casting a wall of fire. Twizle fired his crossbow at the skeletons (with little success), while Cinder set himself to engage in melee as the undead approached. Daz, who was at the back of the party acted like he was going to move up to join Cinder’s flank. Yet, he suddenly changed directions, ran around the corner, and slashed the shadow beast across the face with his rapier. </p><p></p><p>The attack was masterfully executed as Daz caught the monster totally by surprise, but it wasn’t enough to take the shadow beast down. After the strike Daz leapt back, with far less grace than his attack. He hadn’t planned on the creature surviving such a well-placed rapier slice, and quickly scrambled to hide behind Rayna. Now frightfully afraid that he had just jeopardized his own life, he attempted to pass the blame. While pointing to Rayna, whom he was currently using as a human body shield, he yelled, “The witch, she made me do it! It was the witch!”</p><p></p><p>At the other end of the hallway Azerot, Cinder and Twizle were now holding the line against the skeletons that had charged through Azerot’s wall of fire. They found that these skeletons were far sturdier than those that they had encountered in the past, but the heroes were faring well. That was until they had involved the shadow beast in the fray.</p><p></p><p>With a muffled roar, the furry black cat-like creature leapt forward out of the dark alcove. It wasn’t phased by Rayna’s presence as it jumped over her and pounced on Daz. The first claw hit, then the second, then the third. Daz was bouncing around like a scarecrow in a windstorm, until the fourth claw connected. The loudmouthed elf crumpled to the ground before the beast finished his compliment of attacks. Instead of finishing Daz, the shadow beast took the time to glare at the rest of the Defenders. It was showing the party who was really in control of the situation.</p><p></p><p>As soon as the words could come out of her mouth, Rayna cried, “Back of you monster, we need him to help us get the Eye of Zorm!”</p><p></p><p>Rayna’s last three words snapped the beast out of its frenzy and it retreated to the dark alcove. It wanted to teach them a lesson for their defiance, but it couldn’t risk its only chance to retrieve the Eye of Zorm, especially when they were so close. Once the area was unthreatened, Rayna leaned down to heal Daz while the others continued the battle against the relentless undead.</p><p></p><p>After Daz’s eyes opened, signifying that he was going to live, Rayna smacked him across the face. “I’m a witch am I?” She huffed.</p><p></p><p>Before Daz could respond however, Azerot turned around amidst the smoke surrounded by a pile of twitching and smoldering skeletal parts. He wiped the sweat from his brow and panted, “That it’s, that’s all of them…except for the Trelarian guardian on top of the sarcophagus. We can try to talk to him once the wall of fire goes down.”</p><p></p><p>Before Azerot had time to catch his breath however, Daz jumped up, grabbed his rapier out of a pool of his own blood and lunged once again at the shadow beast while the rest of the team stared at him with amazement. Daz truly was crazy!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Arkyst, post: 1339397, member: 14820"] [b]The Defenders of Tronus – The Paladin’s Crypt:[/b] Only a few steps around the corner from the shadow beast, was a horrid sight. A pile of undead laid clawing and scratching at the massive stone door that marked the final resting place of Mendegon the Devout. Arms and legs protruded from the door jam, indicating that these undead have been here since the tomb was sealed. Hundreds of years later, they remained, clawing at the base of the door, most of which had scratched their claws into nubs. Azerot looked to Kabod yet again to expedite the quest as he called forth a small floating sphere of fire, and moved it directly into the pile of undead. After the fire died, the smoke and stench started to fill the corridor. The heroes were a little unsure that it was a cleaner way to defeat the near-helpless undead, but it was too late now. Now that the mess of undead was nothing more than some smoldering embers, Daz moved up to the door to get a better perspective. As he approached, the door began to glow with a translucent blue light. In the background Rayna was insisting that Daz not touch the door, that she had the key of Annadielle Trueheart. Yet Daz was his own man, no woman would tell him what to do. The elven rogue took out his lockpicks and touched them to the lock. As he did, a large bolt of blue light shot out of the door and directly into Daz’s chest. After Daz and been blown clear of the door, Rayna approached to use the key. Without any problems, the door opened to reveal a large stone room. The room itself was decorated, but not to excess, with the most flamboyant part being a small shrine to Trelar at the opposite side of the room. In the center of the room was a large sarcophagus, covered in images of knights and armor. Within the room itself were close to fifty skeletal warriors circling the sarcophagus. In fact, it was apparent that this had been going on for some time since there was a circular groove worn into the stone floor. The only thing that appeared to keep the skeletons at bay was a man in tarnished armor and tattered robes that passed back and forth on the top of the sarcophagus, swinging his sword about in the air. Yet, the glowing orange eyes shining out from underneath his hood hinted that he was now undead as well. “Loasaur, I presume,” addressed Azerot as he moved forward with his morningstar readied. The guardian of the sarcophagus nodded his head in the direction of the cleric but did not pause in his pacing. Azerot signaled back to group to attack, and they were more than happy to rid this place of these remaining undead. Rayna started the attack by torching one of the skeletons. The horde of undead broke their circle and began to charge the Defenders. Azerot greatly slowed their charge however by casting a wall of fire. Twizle fired his crossbow at the skeletons (with little success), while Cinder set himself to engage in melee as the undead approached. Daz, who was at the back of the party acted like he was going to move up to join Cinder’s flank. Yet, he suddenly changed directions, ran around the corner, and slashed the shadow beast across the face with his rapier. The attack was masterfully executed as Daz caught the monster totally by surprise, but it wasn’t enough to take the shadow beast down. After the strike Daz leapt back, with far less grace than his attack. He hadn’t planned on the creature surviving such a well-placed rapier slice, and quickly scrambled to hide behind Rayna. Now frightfully afraid that he had just jeopardized his own life, he attempted to pass the blame. While pointing to Rayna, whom he was currently using as a human body shield, he yelled, “The witch, she made me do it! It was the witch!” At the other end of the hallway Azerot, Cinder and Twizle were now holding the line against the skeletons that had charged through Azerot’s wall of fire. They found that these skeletons were far sturdier than those that they had encountered in the past, but the heroes were faring well. That was until they had involved the shadow beast in the fray. With a muffled roar, the furry black cat-like creature leapt forward out of the dark alcove. It wasn’t phased by Rayna’s presence as it jumped over her and pounced on Daz. The first claw hit, then the second, then the third. Daz was bouncing around like a scarecrow in a windstorm, until the fourth claw connected. The loudmouthed elf crumpled to the ground before the beast finished his compliment of attacks. Instead of finishing Daz, the shadow beast took the time to glare at the rest of the Defenders. It was showing the party who was really in control of the situation. As soon as the words could come out of her mouth, Rayna cried, “Back of you monster, we need him to help us get the Eye of Zorm!” Rayna’s last three words snapped the beast out of its frenzy and it retreated to the dark alcove. It wanted to teach them a lesson for their defiance, but it couldn’t risk its only chance to retrieve the Eye of Zorm, especially when they were so close. Once the area was unthreatened, Rayna leaned down to heal Daz while the others continued the battle against the relentless undead. After Daz’s eyes opened, signifying that he was going to live, Rayna smacked him across the face. “I’m a witch am I?” She huffed. Before Daz could respond however, Azerot turned around amidst the smoke surrounded by a pile of twitching and smoldering skeletal parts. He wiped the sweat from his brow and panted, “That it’s, that’s all of them…except for the Trelarian guardian on top of the sarcophagus. We can try to talk to him once the wall of fire goes down.” Before Azerot had time to catch his breath however, Daz jumped up, grabbed his rapier out of a pool of his own blood and lunged once again at the shadow beast while the rest of the team stared at him with amazement. Daz truly was crazy! [/QUOTE]
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