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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Plane Sailing" data-source="post: 1297455" data-attributes="member: 114">It's nearly my bed-time, so one more quick post...An Assault resolved... A bolt of lightning sears out from the darkness, slightly injuring Anne-Marie and Trajan although Taran avoids the effect by ducking back behind a pillar. Anne-Marie readies herself in case of assault and has to nimbly duck aside as another lightning bolt sears out of the darkness, filling the corridor.The door behind Meliamne opens, and the elven bard hears huge breathing behind him. Glancing over his shoulder he sees the door being held open by another armoured troll bearing a huge greatsword. The troll swings its sword in a short, punishing arc and sunders his magical bow!Trajan is slowly winning his war of attrition against the hill giant, his scimitar having opened many wounds across its legs and lower torso – although he is sporting many bruises himself his armour of invulnerability is certainly helping to keep him alive.Anne-Marie suddenly finds herself fighting two deinonychus which leap out of the darkness and attempt to flank her; She finds herself engaging in a deadly ballet with the two agile dinosaurs imported from the Yin-Sloth jungles. Taran opens the door next to him and sees a room full of human guards throwing on their armour. He glances round at the fighter troll and bluffs in his most commanding voice“Quick, some of the intruders are in this room! Kill them now!”The troll nods in agreement and runs past the gazing Meliamne and svelte Taran and hurtles into the room. Taran pulls the door closed on the chunky sounds of a troll fighter great cleaving through bad guys.Meliamne winks at Taran – and then is caught in a fireball which blossoms at his intersection. Once again Taran evades damage, and by the grace of Asura Trajan isn’t badly harmed, but poor Meliamne is blasted down, and lies there dying.Taran runs back to heal Meliamne with his religious icon he is able to con into working. Trajan finally finishes off the Hill Giant and Anne-Marie drops the last of the deinonychus and springs forward into the darkness to assault the female wizard Tippesh who is hiding within. She guesses her location and expertly skewers the stocky evoker, staining her yellow and orange clothes with red blood as the darkness vanishes.Suddenly Taran and Meliamne are overshadowed by gruesome figure twice their size. He looms out from the doorway, blue-black scales covering his torso, long curved horns arching forward from his temples and with piercing yellow eyes with tiny white pupils. In one hand he holds a huge greatsword and the other is stretched out towards them.“I am D’Gran and you, mortals, shall be suitable sacrifices. SURRENDER!”Meliamne is not thinking clearly. His years of simple bardic performing and storytelling have not prepared him for the cut-throat violence of this dungeon. He forgets the cloak of the Mountebank which he won in a bet a century ago, and which could have effortlessly spirited him to safety and attempts to leap to his feet and run.D’Gran’s freezing blast drops him like a stone, and his frozen flesh shatters as it strikes the hard paving slabs of the floor. Taran manages to once again nimbly avoid an energy attack and tumbles past D’Gran and breaks into a run back towards the guardroom.“Retreat” cries Anne-Marie, and even though it goes against the grain Trajan joins his companions in arms and runs for it back towards the guardroom and beyond. Behind them they hear booming, fiendish laughter. “We’ll be back” Trajan curses to himself. “By Asura, we’ll be back”...</blockquote>

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