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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 4853867" data-attributes="member: 60965">Session 21, Part 4  Kezzek was started from his sleep by someone yelling outside.  He sighed and rubbed his eyes, sleepily grabbing his quor'rel from next to him on the piled furs.  Metal clanged on metal, men shouted and cursed and cried out in pain. He rose, splashed his face in a silver wash basin on an ornate stand nearby, then made his way through the spacious pavilion and pushed open the entry flap. The daylight blinded him for a moment and he squinted and raised his hand to shield the sun. Kormak was leaping and dodging around Bragas while Keeper had created a shield of lightning and a sword of light and was facing off with the knight Bragas had called his cousin.  Bragas was bellowing and spitting froth as he swung his huge two-handed sword, but the dwarf was too quick for him, darting in here and there to land a blow and skipping away again before Bragas could reach him. The one Bragas had called his Adviser stood a few steps away, arm raised and pointed towards where Suniel stood chanting and gesturing back towards the Adviser.  Harold was running zig-zags across the open ground, firing at the cliffs as arrows whistled into the dirt all around him.  Kezzek traced a flight of Harold's arrows and saw an armored figure tumble from the cliffs, striking the rocks with several hard crunches before lying still at the base of the cliff. With another sigh and a deep breath, Kezzek charged into the fray. *** Bradic back-pedaled, murmured a word and healed the searing wound the construct had just inflicted.  He had landed several solid blows on the thing, but what little damage he had done repaired itself as he watched.  The construct approached unblinking, relentless, eyes flowing like water. There was a flash of flame to his right and the Adviser staggered back, robes smoldering, while Bragas foamed from the mouth, eyes bulging in an unnatural way, the veins in his forehead swelling and turning purple.  Behind him, he heard another of their archers crash to the ground. He lunged at the construct again, his blade passing through its shield.  Lightning shot up his arm and he staggered back, his arm nearly numb.A few steps away, the Adviser suddenly vanished in flicker of darkness and a swirl of dark mist.  The Greywarden had joined the battle and he and the dwarf had Bragas on his knees.  As he watched, the dwarf jumped and spun in the air, his foot connecting with Bragas' temple. Bragas's head jerked, his eyes rolled into his head, and he toppled over. The human archer had ceased firing and was walking slowly towards Bragas, a long shafted arrow aimed straight at his face.  After kneeling quickly over Bragas, Kezzek and the dwarf turned and began to circle around him as well.  He raised his shield and prepared to die. “Take him alive,” the wizard said, appearing seemingly out of thin air, shimmering with power. “Ho!” the archer shouted and Bradic spun towards him, realizing his mistake a second later when the dwarf became a blur in the corner of his eye.  An iron grip seized his sword wrist, twisted, and jerked.  Pain shot through it and his sword fell uselessly to the dirt. “Night night!” the dwarf said, flicking Bradic's helmed off with one hand a split second before the dwarf's broad, scarred forehead slammed into Bradic's face like a hammer. *** “Was this all necessary?” Kezzek said, gesturing at the two fallen Webdyns and the armored arrow-riddled bodies that lay scattered across the cliff and about its base. Suniel's face was grim.  “You know I wouldn't have approved of it if it wasn't.  The Ashen Tower crystals were being shipped here.” “Give you five guesses what he was going to use them on,” Kormak said, staring at the wall of coffins lining the sides of the cave.  He whistled. “We have a lot of work to take care of here,” Suniel said, following the dwarf's gaze.  “We don't have time to bury them all, but drag them out here and we can at least burn them.” “Why don't we just burn them in there?” Kormak said.  “That looks like a lot of work.” “So we can break the bones to be sure they can't be used for necromancy,” Harold said, his voice soft and his gaze far away.  “The Ashen Tower-” “Yeah, yeah, the Ashen Tower is terrible and awful and all that, we know,” Kormak said.  He sighed.  “Well, let's get started.” Kezzek was already at the cave mouth and walking in.  Suddenly he stopped and raised a hand.  “Wait, I think I saw something move back in-” Kezzek's eye's widened, his face contorting with fear.  Then his body jerked and fell lifelessly to the dirt like a discarded puppet.</blockquote>

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