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The Defenders of Tronus - The Birth of Heroes (Updated 2/28/04)
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<blockquote data-quote="Reyna" data-source="post: 1347774" data-attributes="member: 15801"><p><strong>The Defenders of Tronus – Accepting Mendegon’s Fate:</strong></p><p></p><p>Daz lunged at the beast with another powerful strike, and now that the battle with the skeletons was over, the others were now less reluctant to help. Cinder moved up to flank the cat-like monster while Twizle shot at it from a safe distance. Meanwhile, Azerot and Rayna pelted it with spells until the creature finally fell to one of Rayna’s signature scorching rays.</p><p></p><p>Daz continued to stab the shadow beast as it slumped to the ground. He was very intent on making sure that the thing was dead. Yet Rayna voiced a different opinion as she began to pull forth unguent of timelessness, “Don’t destroy the body, I want to save it for my shop.”</p><p></p><p>After they had preserved the body, they reassembled their belongings, made sure that they were all fully healed, and passed a few disapproving looks Daz’s way. He merely smiled and said, “See, I knew that beast wasn’t a threat.”</p><p></p><p>Rayna returned, “It practically killed you. You’re lucky that it needed us to get the Eye of Zorm.”</p><p></p><p>Daz just ignored Rayna and started heading into the room containing Mendegon’s sarcophagus. The others followed closely behind, more afraid of the trouble that Daz might cause than the single remaining undead guardian.</p><p></p><p>“If I’m not mistaken, then you are Loasaur, Mendegon’s friend and Guardian,” voiced Azerot in a firm and unshaken tone.</p><p></p><p>“I am Loasaur, granted life beyond death to serve out my duty.”</p><p></p><p>Azerot continued, “I’m afraid that we have come to claim the artifact that you guard. If we are not able to return it to the city of Tronus, over three thousand people will die. Now we don’t plan to give the Eye of Zorm to the villain who has threatened the lives of these citizens, but we need it as a bargaining piece.”</p><p></p><p>Loasaur stopped pacing the lid of Mendegon’s tomb and stared at the party with glowing orange eyes. “I understand why you have come, but you have your duty and I have mine. As long as we do not deny our honor, then neither of us shall loose, despite the outcome.”</p><p></p><p>“Hey Loasaur,” interjected Daz. “If you’re so honorable, then you won’t mind if we rest for a bit first. That way it will be a fair fight and all.”</p><p></p><p>Rayna sneered up her nose while Daz spoke, and Twizle shook his head in disbelief. Yet, Loasaur responded, “You may rest in the cleric’s chambers, a safe and protected room. If you pull on the second candleholder on the shrine, it will open the secret door.”</p><p></p><p>All of the team bowed before Loasaur, except for Daz, as they retreated into the lavish chamber. Once inside they shut the door and looked around. There were many tapestries and ornate objects. There was a suit of crimson armor that particularly caught Azerot’s eye, but he dismissed the thought of taking the belongings of another honorable being. Daz however, had no reservations about stuffing as much “loot” as he could into his backpacks. Mumbling the whole time about how upset he would be if there were a curse on any of the stuff and occasionally complaining about not keeping the gold and silver polished. Twizle followed the elf around the room, noting what he took, in case it became an issue in the future.</p><p></p><p>Daz was convinced that no watches were needed since they had an undead guardian of Trelar right outside the door, but the others were less convinced. It wasn’t until Azerot’s watch however, did anything interesting happen. As the cleric made sure that Daz was sound asleep, he quietly cast silence upon the elven rogue, and slipped out of the room.</p><p></p><p>Loasaur continued to pace the length of the coffin as Azerot approached. Then when Azerot was only a few feet away, the guardian stopped and readied his sword. “You come to fight me alone?” question Loasaur.</p><p></p><p>“No, I’ve come to negotiate,” responded Azerot.</p><p></p><p>Loasaur was sympathetic, but he again explained his stance, “I cannot negotiate this matter, I must follow the will of Trelar.”</p><p></p><p>Azerot shook his head, “I know.”</p><p></p><p>He turned from the coffin and approached the shrine of Trelar. He pulled out his holy symbol of Kabod and kneeled before the altar. “I, Azerot, faithful servant of Kabod, ask you, Trelar the great protector, to allow me to be the guardian of the Eye of Zorm. I will do everything in my power to keep this artifact out of the hands of evil, but we need it now to save the citizens of Tronus. Kabod can vouch for my honor, and if I am unable to I will return to take Mendegon’s place.”</p><p></p><p>Azerot continued to kneel, for what seemed like an eternity. Yet nothing happened. The ground didn’t shake; there was no sign from Kabod or Trelar and no voices in his head. Apparently he would have to battle Loasaur for the rights to the artifact. Thinking that his watch would be over soon, and he now needed the rest, Azerot turned and stood.</p><p></p><p>As Azerot pulled on the second candleholder to open the door to the chamber where the Defenders were staying, Loasaur spoke, “I will move Mendegon to another coffin and the Eye of Zorm will be released to you at dawn. When you feel that you can no longer contain the evil, return here and this can be your resting place. Yet, if you do not return, I will find you myself.”</p><p></p><p>Azerot, surprised by the outcome of his prayer, but somber over the thought of suffering the same fate of Mendegon, asked, “What if I destroy the Eye before then?”</p><p>Loasaur’s eyes flickered, “If you destroy the Eye, then my duty will be complete, I will be free.”</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Reyna, post: 1347774, member: 15801"] [b]The Defenders of Tronus – Accepting Mendegon’s Fate:[/b] Daz lunged at the beast with another powerful strike, and now that the battle with the skeletons was over, the others were now less reluctant to help. Cinder moved up to flank the cat-like monster while Twizle shot at it from a safe distance. Meanwhile, Azerot and Rayna pelted it with spells until the creature finally fell to one of Rayna’s signature scorching rays. Daz continued to stab the shadow beast as it slumped to the ground. He was very intent on making sure that the thing was dead. Yet Rayna voiced a different opinion as she began to pull forth unguent of timelessness, “Don’t destroy the body, I want to save it for my shop.” After they had preserved the body, they reassembled their belongings, made sure that they were all fully healed, and passed a few disapproving looks Daz’s way. He merely smiled and said, “See, I knew that beast wasn’t a threat.” Rayna returned, “It practically killed you. You’re lucky that it needed us to get the Eye of Zorm.” Daz just ignored Rayna and started heading into the room containing Mendegon’s sarcophagus. The others followed closely behind, more afraid of the trouble that Daz might cause than the single remaining undead guardian. “If I’m not mistaken, then you are Loasaur, Mendegon’s friend and Guardian,” voiced Azerot in a firm and unshaken tone. “I am Loasaur, granted life beyond death to serve out my duty.” Azerot continued, “I’m afraid that we have come to claim the artifact that you guard. If we are not able to return it to the city of Tronus, over three thousand people will die. Now we don’t plan to give the Eye of Zorm to the villain who has threatened the lives of these citizens, but we need it as a bargaining piece.” Loasaur stopped pacing the lid of Mendegon’s tomb and stared at the party with glowing orange eyes. “I understand why you have come, but you have your duty and I have mine. As long as we do not deny our honor, then neither of us shall loose, despite the outcome.” “Hey Loasaur,” interjected Daz. “If you’re so honorable, then you won’t mind if we rest for a bit first. That way it will be a fair fight and all.” Rayna sneered up her nose while Daz spoke, and Twizle shook his head in disbelief. Yet, Loasaur responded, “You may rest in the cleric’s chambers, a safe and protected room. If you pull on the second candleholder on the shrine, it will open the secret door.” All of the team bowed before Loasaur, except for Daz, as they retreated into the lavish chamber. Once inside they shut the door and looked around. There were many tapestries and ornate objects. There was a suit of crimson armor that particularly caught Azerot’s eye, but he dismissed the thought of taking the belongings of another honorable being. Daz however, had no reservations about stuffing as much “loot” as he could into his backpacks. Mumbling the whole time about how upset he would be if there were a curse on any of the stuff and occasionally complaining about not keeping the gold and silver polished. Twizle followed the elf around the room, noting what he took, in case it became an issue in the future. Daz was convinced that no watches were needed since they had an undead guardian of Trelar right outside the door, but the others were less convinced. It wasn’t until Azerot’s watch however, did anything interesting happen. As the cleric made sure that Daz was sound asleep, he quietly cast silence upon the elven rogue, and slipped out of the room. Loasaur continued to pace the length of the coffin as Azerot approached. Then when Azerot was only a few feet away, the guardian stopped and readied his sword. “You come to fight me alone?” question Loasaur. “No, I’ve come to negotiate,” responded Azerot. Loasaur was sympathetic, but he again explained his stance, “I cannot negotiate this matter, I must follow the will of Trelar.” Azerot shook his head, “I know.” He turned from the coffin and approached the shrine of Trelar. He pulled out his holy symbol of Kabod and kneeled before the altar. “I, Azerot, faithful servant of Kabod, ask you, Trelar the great protector, to allow me to be the guardian of the Eye of Zorm. I will do everything in my power to keep this artifact out of the hands of evil, but we need it now to save the citizens of Tronus. Kabod can vouch for my honor, and if I am unable to I will return to take Mendegon’s place.” Azerot continued to kneel, for what seemed like an eternity. Yet nothing happened. The ground didn’t shake; there was no sign from Kabod or Trelar and no voices in his head. Apparently he would have to battle Loasaur for the rights to the artifact. Thinking that his watch would be over soon, and he now needed the rest, Azerot turned and stood. As Azerot pulled on the second candleholder to open the door to the chamber where the Defenders were staying, Loasaur spoke, “I will move Mendegon to another coffin and the Eye of Zorm will be released to you at dawn. When you feel that you can no longer contain the evil, return here and this can be your resting place. Yet, if you do not return, I will find you myself.” Azerot, surprised by the outcome of his prayer, but somber over the thought of suffering the same fate of Mendegon, asked, “What if I destroy the Eye before then?” Loasaur’s eyes flickered, “If you destroy the Eye, then my duty will be complete, I will be free.” [/QUOTE]
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