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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 3253297" data-attributes="member: 2323">[PLAIN][Realms #371] Great Balls o' Fire![/PLAIN]Morier yelped in surprise and jumped back, armor smoking, from the roaring wall of flame that blocked his way. The smell of burnt hair filled his nostrils and he looked frantically around for away around the wall. There was none. He was surrounded."WE'RE SURROUNDED! Stoneblade thundered, its voice clearly audible over the rush of fire that pressed down on the eldritch warrior. "AND YOU DON'T LOOK SO GOOD!" Morier backed grimly into the center of the ring of fire where it was marginally cooler."Well it's a little hot in here just now," the albino told his sword. He glanced up and saw that the flames reached the level of the ceiling."THEN PERHAPS WE SHOULD REMOVE OURSELVES FROM THIS SITUATION!" the elemental blade said and instantly, Morier knew what he should do."Relax out there, lad!" Karak bellowed, his off-hand cupped around his mouth. "Ye should be protected somewhat from the flames by yer spells!""I don't think he can hear you way out there," Ayremac observed. "I told him it was foolish to jump out there with that sword." Karak snorted his assent."I was with ye, lad. Why he chose to go off all half-cocked on this one I do nae know," the dwarf confided. "I still be thinkin' it's the sword controllin' 'im.""I-told-you-so's won't save Morier's life," Shamalin grumbled and protected herself with a Sanctuary spell."Okay, okay. We have not e'en seen an attack as of yet. He's just been walled off," the dwarf said in a conciliatory tone. "My bet is the fire elemental has spell craftin' abilities. He'll be fine with all them fire protections on 'im.""I didn't put any fire protections on him," Shamalin said and the dwarf's eyes grew wide."Oh, wonderful," Ayremac said, his sarcasm summing up the other's opinions as well.He'd had to endure some bullying and discrimination growing up, but for the most part, Huzair had always enjoyed the benefits that the fiery blood running through his veins afforded him. He could Heat Metal with a touch for instance, or heal himself with the heat of a fire, and see through flames as if they weren't there. This last ability gave him a clear view of Morier as he cooked inside the ring of fire.It wasn't as much fun as he'd always imagined that it would be.Frantically, the wizard tried to think of ways to bring the Wall down. He knew that the application of sufficient cold would do it, but the only spell of cold that he had prepared was Snowball Swarm and it just wouldn't do enough damage to dispel the wall - even temporarily. He felt a little helpless.He was very confused when he saw Morier raise his fancy new sword over his head in a reverse grip and then drive it point-first into the ground. Either Morier was a whole lot stronger than he let on or the ground was pretty soft, because the sword sank fully half its length into the obsidian at the albino's feet. Morier continued to grip the handle of the sword and Huzair watched, dumbfounded, as the ground in front of the blade began to rise up in a line that pierced the side of the Wall of Fire. It continued to rise up until a Wall of Stone shaped into a sealed tunnel let out onto the obsidian shelf behind the column of flame.Morier darted into the tunnel and after a moment appeared safely outside the Wall and it was only at this time that Huzair realized his own mouth was hanging open."What do we do now?" Shamalin asked and Karak nodded."Plan still stands," he said, waving his waraxe broadly. "We are trying to draw the spellcaster away so Huzair can get the stone.""Karak? Shamalin? Do you see a caster out there anywhere?" Ayremac asked, as he moved off to the side and squinted into the heat distortion. He raised his Ring of Communication to his lips and spoke at it. "What about you, Huzair? Any sign of the guardian.""No," the wizard's voice spoke into Ayremac's ear, and there was a strong tone of disbelief in it. "But Morier just used that damned sword to get free of the Wall of Fire."The holy warrior's face brightened and he peered out toward the base of the pillar of flame. He could just barely see Morier's pale form against the Wall of Fire.Morier looked up at the tower of fire, a bit surprised that he'd survived the inferno. Oddly, the fire wasn't even hot from this side. He was just turning back to regard Ayremac, Shamalin and Karak when a glowing bead of light shot passed him at incredible speed. He could feel the heat of its passing for an instant before it struck the wall behind his three companions and blossomed into an enormous Fireball.None of them were prepared for it, but Ayremac was far enough away from the point of impact to throw himself flat and avoid the worst of the attack. Shamalin's Fire Resistance magic helped somewhat, reducing a portion of the damage they each took and the cleric's own Protection from Fire absorbed any further injury she might have sustained from the blast. The other two weren't so lucky.Karak was still standing, but smoke rose from his blackened form. Embers glowed in his beard and he hurried to pat them out. Ayremac's back was livid from the Fireball's touch as it passed over him and he winced as he got to his feet."I'm on my way back!" Huzair's voice whispered excitedly into his ear. "Are you guys all right?""No! Keep going, Huzair. We have the attention of whatever this is... get the gem and get back!" Ayremac snapped into the ring, his voice heavy with pain. As he stood, he spotted movement in the lava floe; there were serpentine, humanoid shapes swimming toward them through the molten stone. He raised the longsword the dwarf had given him and called over his shoulder, "Karak, I could use some help, if you would not mind..."Huzair hesitated and so was in the best position to spot the figure that had hurled the Fireball. It wasn't what what he was expecting. It had a muscular humanoid torso with a hawkish face on its large, frilled head. Its lower body, however, was serpentine from the waist down, and covered everywhere in red and black scales. Flame shaped spines jutted from the creature's back, arms and shoulders. In one clawed hand it carried a longspear fully 20 feet in length that glowed an ashy pink color in the heat.It slithered forward through the lava as the Wall of Fire vanished giving the creature a clear view of Morier. The eldritch warrior looked very small compared to the enormous red-scaled thing.</blockquote>

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