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<blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 4958862" data-attributes="member: 60965"><p>Session 24, Part 8</p><p></p><p> Lightning arced out in all directions, across the platform, through the grating on the bottom of the floor, through cables, and into the still-collapsing walkways. Bail himself was hurled across the room, slamming hard into the stone wall. He rolled to his belly and slowly pulled himself to his feet, bruised, battered, and covered with dozens of wounds.</p><p></p><p> The walls shook so hard that bits of the bedrock itself broke free and rained down around him and an inhuman scream pierced the air, so loud that Bail doubled over, clutching the sides of his head. The scream continued for what seemed like an eternity then slowly faded, drowned out by the deafening bang and clatter of dozens of walkways slamming into each other as they collapsed.</p><p></p><p>Bail pressed against the wall, shielding his head with his arms as jagged bits of broken metal and hunks of rubble slammed into the ever-growing heap of wreckage in the center of the pit or ricocheted off, flying in all directions.</p><p></p><p> Finally it was over, leaving behind a strange silence shrouded by choking dust that was tinged with the smells of rust and dead flesh. Bail waited until it had settled for a bit, staring out at the deep shadows of the pit, the only light the faint gleam of silversteel high above.</p><p></p><p>Here and there in the wreckage, bits of red tentacle dangled, smashed and lacerated, black ichor running from them across the broken metal. Every once in a while, lightning would arc between two bits of metal and the air felt charged, like the feeling in the air just before a thunderstorm.</p><p></p><p> Bail dug around in the debris near the wall, searching for several minutes before he finally found it. Fortunately, the magically-forged adamantine was untouched, despite being buried squarely under a large metal girder.</p><p></p><p> “Hello, anyone else alive down here?” he heard Kormak call, his voice seemingly small in the dark vastness of the pit.</p><p></p><p> “Kormak, where are you?” Bail yelled.</p><p></p><p> “I'm mostly over here I think,” Kormak shouted back. A moment later, Bail saw a trace of movement atop the heaped wreckage and Kormak's stout frame rose into view.</p><p></p><p> A pure white light blossomed into existence far above them and the small forms of Suniel and Keeper came into view leaning over the highest platform near the door to the pit. “Glad to see you alive down there,” Suniel shouted, waving.</p><p></p><p> A moment later, three faint globes of blue light appeared in a wall alcove fifty feet below Suniel and Bail could see the human leaning out. “Did you find the Stone yet?”</p><p></p><p> Bail rolled his eyes. “I hope you don't think it's yours human, just because it is in your empire.”</p><p></p><p> “Let's just find it first,” Suniel shouted. “I have some small magics that will help get us down to you, though it will take some time.”</p><p> </p><p> ***</p><p></p><p> They stared in awe at the Lightning Stone, an elongated shard of hematite whose surface rippled with lightning and charged the air within fifty feet of it. Suniel held it lightly in his hand, mesmerized by the play of energy across its surface and by the incredible power and presence of the Stone, as though it somehow was the anchor that kept reality in place around it. It felt as though he was spinning slowly into it and yet it held him rooted in place at the same time and when he moved it, though the Stone was physically light, it had a strong tug of inertia, feeling for all the world as if it was pulling him along after it.</p><p></p><p> “With this we can save my homeland from Thessalock,” Harold said.</p><p></p><p> “With this we can save your whole continent from Iron Sky,” Bail said, shaking his head.</p><p></p><p> “Perhaps we can do both,” Suniel said.</p><p></p><p> “Well, whatever we're saving, we're not doing it today,” Kormak said, rising and looking about the pit. “I don't know about you, but I feel like I traveled a hundred miles today - under the feet of a million walking dead - was nearly crushed to death several times by some unnameable abomination, and then was left stranded at the bottom of a huge pit that smells like a flattened, rusty metal meat shop. Oh wait, that's right, that all happened. Can we get out of here now?”</p><p></p><p> Bail glanced up at the cliff walls. “I could probably climb it, though it looks dangerous and I too am weary from the battle.”</p><p></p><p> “Can your magics get us out, Suniel?” Harold said, glancing his way.</p><p> </p><p>Suniel tucked the True Stone into a small bag, feeling its presence like a living thing and stood. He glanced at Keeper, standing still as the statue he resembled at Suniel's side. Suddenly, the tremendous strain of the day's exertions hit Suniel and he leaned on the construct for support. “I need to rest and recover first, at least a few hours to clear my head before I can do much of anything.”</p><p></p><p> “I don't like the idea of sleeping down here,” Bail said, glancing about warily. “We don't know if whatever that thing was that lived down here is dead or not.”</p><p></p><p> “If it is, look on the bright side; we'll die peacefully in our sleep,” Kormak said as he dragged a sheet of relatively intact metal from the pile and sat down, leaning against it. A moment later the dwarf was snoring.</p><p></p><p> “I don't like this much either,” Harold said.</p><p></p><p> “Keeper will protect us,” Suniel said walking to the wall and leaning against the cool bedrock. “Just give me a few hours.”</p><p></p><p> Suniel closed his eyes and felt a bit of the tension of battle slowly drain from him. Right at the edge of deep trance, he resisted for a moment and opened his eyes, looking at where Bail and Harold sat as far from each other as they could and still be in sight of the others, holding their weapons and glaring at each other.</p><p></p><p> “Don't kill each other until I wake up, deal?” Suneil said. He shook his head and closed his eyes, a wry smile on his lips at how darkly ironic it would be if the two of them traveled all this way, endured the terrible battle in the pit and all the dangers preceding, to finally find a bit of hope - and then murdered each other.</p><p></p><p>The smile slowly relaxed and in minutes Suniel had fallen into a deep trance.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iron Sky, post: 4958862, member: 60965"] Session 24, Part 8 Lightning arced out in all directions, across the platform, through the grating on the bottom of the floor, through cables, and into the still-collapsing walkways. Bail himself was hurled across the room, slamming hard into the stone wall. He rolled to his belly and slowly pulled himself to his feet, bruised, battered, and covered with dozens of wounds. The walls shook so hard that bits of the bedrock itself broke free and rained down around him and an inhuman scream pierced the air, so loud that Bail doubled over, clutching the sides of his head. The scream continued for what seemed like an eternity then slowly faded, drowned out by the deafening bang and clatter of dozens of walkways slamming into each other as they collapsed. Bail pressed against the wall, shielding his head with his arms as jagged bits of broken metal and hunks of rubble slammed into the ever-growing heap of wreckage in the center of the pit or ricocheted off, flying in all directions. Finally it was over, leaving behind a strange silence shrouded by choking dust that was tinged with the smells of rust and dead flesh. Bail waited until it had settled for a bit, staring out at the deep shadows of the pit, the only light the faint gleam of silversteel high above. Here and there in the wreckage, bits of red tentacle dangled, smashed and lacerated, black ichor running from them across the broken metal. Every once in a while, lightning would arc between two bits of metal and the air felt charged, like the feeling in the air just before a thunderstorm. Bail dug around in the debris near the wall, searching for several minutes before he finally found it. Fortunately, the magically-forged adamantine was untouched, despite being buried squarely under a large metal girder. “Hello, anyone else alive down here?” he heard Kormak call, his voice seemingly small in the dark vastness of the pit. “Kormak, where are you?” Bail yelled. “I'm mostly over here I think,” Kormak shouted back. A moment later, Bail saw a trace of movement atop the heaped wreckage and Kormak's stout frame rose into view. A pure white light blossomed into existence far above them and the small forms of Suniel and Keeper came into view leaning over the highest platform near the door to the pit. “Glad to see you alive down there,” Suniel shouted, waving. A moment later, three faint globes of blue light appeared in a wall alcove fifty feet below Suniel and Bail could see the human leaning out. “Did you find the Stone yet?” Bail rolled his eyes. “I hope you don't think it's yours human, just because it is in your empire.” “Let's just find it first,” Suniel shouted. “I have some small magics that will help get us down to you, though it will take some time.” *** They stared in awe at the Lightning Stone, an elongated shard of hematite whose surface rippled with lightning and charged the air within fifty feet of it. Suniel held it lightly in his hand, mesmerized by the play of energy across its surface and by the incredible power and presence of the Stone, as though it somehow was the anchor that kept reality in place around it. It felt as though he was spinning slowly into it and yet it held him rooted in place at the same time and when he moved it, though the Stone was physically light, it had a strong tug of inertia, feeling for all the world as if it was pulling him along after it. “With this we can save my homeland from Thessalock,” Harold said. “With this we can save your whole continent from Iron Sky,” Bail said, shaking his head. “Perhaps we can do both,” Suniel said. “Well, whatever we're saving, we're not doing it today,” Kormak said, rising and looking about the pit. “I don't know about you, but I feel like I traveled a hundred miles today - under the feet of a million walking dead - was nearly crushed to death several times by some unnameable abomination, and then was left stranded at the bottom of a huge pit that smells like a flattened, rusty metal meat shop. Oh wait, that's right, that all happened. Can we get out of here now?” Bail glanced up at the cliff walls. “I could probably climb it, though it looks dangerous and I too am weary from the battle.” “Can your magics get us out, Suniel?” Harold said, glancing his way. Suniel tucked the True Stone into a small bag, feeling its presence like a living thing and stood. He glanced at Keeper, standing still as the statue he resembled at Suniel's side. Suddenly, the tremendous strain of the day's exertions hit Suniel and he leaned on the construct for support. “I need to rest and recover first, at least a few hours to clear my head before I can do much of anything.” “I don't like the idea of sleeping down here,” Bail said, glancing about warily. “We don't know if whatever that thing was that lived down here is dead or not.” “If it is, look on the bright side; we'll die peacefully in our sleep,” Kormak said as he dragged a sheet of relatively intact metal from the pile and sat down, leaning against it. A moment later the dwarf was snoring. “I don't like this much either,” Harold said. “Keeper will protect us,” Suniel said walking to the wall and leaning against the cool bedrock. “Just give me a few hours.” Suniel closed his eyes and felt a bit of the tension of battle slowly drain from him. Right at the edge of deep trance, he resisted for a moment and opened his eyes, looking at where Bail and Harold sat as far from each other as they could and still be in sight of the others, holding their weapons and glaring at each other. “Don't kill each other until I wake up, deal?” Suneil said. He shook his head and closed his eyes, a wry smile on his lips at how darkly ironic it would be if the two of them traveled all this way, endured the terrible battle in the pit and all the dangers preceding, to finally find a bit of hope - and then murdered each other. The smile slowly relaxed and in minutes Suniel had fallen into a deep trance. [/QUOTE]
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