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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 483690" data-attributes="member: 2323">[PLAIN][Realms #199c] Get While The Getting's Good[/PLAIN]With a silky double hiss Ruze's scimitars slid back into their sheaths. He unslung his warhammer and pressed it into Rherram's hands. "Use this as need be," the Battleguard instructed.The old man looked at the sledge and shook his head. "I wouldn't even know how-""No time for arguments!" Ruze grimaced as he lugged the Janissary into a sitting position. "Take it and help me lift Ledare onto my shoulders!""YOU!" the Elgoth-thing growled, regarding with infection-crusted eyes the woman who had just given birth. He reached down, grabbed her by the throat and hauled her kicking into the air. Blood-filled boils blossomed across her head and shoulders spreading outward from the thing's scabbrous touch. Maggoty pieces of his flesh were sloughing off his body with every movement. "YOU FAILED ME!""Finian! To Me!" Ruze bellowed in his temple parade ground voice as he strained to his feet with nearly two hundred pounds of armored half-elf slung across his shoulders."I'm right here!" the Archer protested, trotting up to the Battleguard's side. He had the small case of healing potions in his hand. Ruze reached out and took them from him."Give me those," he grunted. "I and Rherram will take care of Ledare. You use the slippers to follow Draelond along the walls and look for Kirnoth. I will meet you on the path to Grey House. Or, if not there then at Grey House itself in two days.""Finian, m'boy!" Rherram blurted, as a grin spread across his swollen lips. "You've colored your hair! And what happened to your ear?"Finian lay a quick hand on the healer's shoulder. "We'll catch up later," he said. "Stick close to Ruze!"A chunk of stone nearly a dozen feet across crashed thunderously to the floor, crushing several rows of pews to kindling."Go now!" the Battleguard commanded, nodding toward the exit. He watched the Archer hustle off amid the debris. "Queen's speed! Stay out of trouble!""THESE HANDS ONCE RIPPED THE BEATING HEART FROM DRIDANA'S BREAST! MY POWER WAS WITHOUT EQUAL!" the Elgoth-thing was shrieking. With each word he shook the woman in his hands. She was no longer struggling and her limbs flapped back and forth. "YOU WERE CHOSEN TO CARRIER THE SEED OF MY RESURGANCE! AND YOU FAIL-" He stopped shaking her, realizing at last that she was already dead, and he tossed her aside with a disgusted sneer. She sailed through the air before thudding wetly against the right hand wall and collapsing in a ruptured heap on the floor. The putrescent mass of her corpse crawled instantly with parasites."Flor have mercy!" Rherram hissed as he witnessed the horror. The Elgoth-thing looked up at him as if noticing his prescence for the first time."YOU DARE MENTION HER?! HERE?! IN MY OWWG AHHGK?!" Elgoth's words devolved into nonsense as his tongue burst apart and his lips rotted off his face. His sallow, blistered body looked like a fluid-filled sack supported by a malformed skeleton. He took a step and his leg snapped off at the knee, spilling worms from the ruined joint. "OO HIG HIE!! OO AWG HIG HIE!!!"The ceiling opened above his head, splattering him beneath several hundred tons of stone."He... It... It's dead!" Rherram informed the Battleguard. Ruze, who was moving for the exit at his best speed, merely grunted his acknowledgement. The ceiling continued to collapse and stone rained down. Ruze shuffled along as fast as he could under his heavy burden with the old healer easily keeping pace with him as he went. Rherram darted through the double doors and turned to usher Ruze through when the ceiling finally gave way entirely, driving the cleric and his insensate burden to the ground beneath an avalanche of rock and earth."Nooo!!" Rherram's anguished voice echoed up the stairs</blockquote>

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