Tiger’s Eye
As the heroes ventured deeper into the crypts, they encountered more drow and other deadly creatures of the Underdark. A few days had passed since the group’s arrival, and they had run into several strange beings.
The first of which was a half-drow woman who, although a bit disturbed, was practically harmless. She just stood alone, weaponless and confused, lost without her companion. The companion was one that she couldn’t explain to the group, except to say that she couldn’t hear her voice any longer.
“We’re not talking to us anymore,” she repeated madly, hardly noticing the heroes had departed and left her alone again.
“Rather disturbed that one,” said Avangel.
“A madness obviously inflicted by the loss of her Goddess,” said Ziona sadly. “If only they would answer Eilistraee’s call…”
“They cannot all be ‘saved,’ Ziona,” said Avangel shaking his golden tresses.
The two had had heated discussions several times now over the redemption of the drow. Avangel seemed convinced that there was hardly hope for redeeming those who followed the evil ways of Lolth, while Ziona felt that she could help those few who were searching for a new way of life. Both stood firmly by their beliefs, but spoke coolly to one another when the topic surfaced.
“Not all of them,” said Ziona. “But the precious few who can be are worth the effort indeed.”
The next oddity that the group encountered happened upon their camp one night during the watch that Lox and Gnettles shared. What appeared to be a human rogue who just wanted to show Lox a “card trick,” turned out to be a flesh-devouring demon!
“Lox, next time a strange person with a deck of cards comes into the camp while we are sleeping, you are to wake me up!” scolded Avangel after they had disposed of the villain.
“Okay, Avangel. I’m sorry I was selfish. Next time I’ll wake everyone so they can see the card trick with me,” smiled Lox innocently.
Now the heroes were traveling again. They had come upon a giant spider’s web that covered an enormous chasm like a silky white blanket. They were able to traverse the chasm by using Gnettles’s levitate spells, allowing them to look about the walls for any caverns or alcoves. Avangel noticed such a cavern, and they decided to enter. After walking along the corridor for long, quiet moments, the group came upon a door.
Avangel looked to Lox and nodded. Lox approached the door, lockpicks in hand, but before the halfling could reach for the knob the door swung open. Standing before the heroes in a large room were six male drow. Three were armed, while three stood motionless in the back with their robes bathed in glowing fire.
“The battle is joined!” shouted Avangel charging forward.
As the celestial elf approached his first enemy, one of the robed drow began to cast. The companions, too busy running into battle, did not notice the tiny bead that shot forth from his fingers and erupted in a ball of fire.
An evil smile creased the drow’s face as he moved closer to Avangel. Before he reached the paladin, however, the Masterson Axe slammed into his chest, knocking him back a step. As Dent struck the drow, a fiery black aura lashed out and burned him. It did not stop the ranger from attacking, however. Dent swung his axe and chopped into the drow twice more before he was through.
“Kiaransalee shall take you! I’ll have you flayed!”
Not far from the fray, Gnettles began to cast. Before the angry drow could make a move towards Dent, his joints began to stiffen and his evil smile froze as he turned to glass. Gnettles gave an amused gnomish hoot as he admired his work.
The air was riddled with the noise of battle. Weapons clashed, painful grunts sounded, and the magical words to spells could be heard drifting about. All of the commotion came to a halt, however, when Ziona entered the room and completed her spell. Instantly a silent explosion lighted the room. The globe of light shone radiantly above the fray, causing searing heat to rain down upon the melee. The sensitive eyes of the drow were now bathed in the ultraviolet light of Ziona’s Sunburst spell.
What Ziona did not realize was that the drow would not be the only ones effected by the dazzling ball of light. The cleric found herself suddenly blinded by the sunlight, as did each of her companions. There were only three that remained unaffected by the burst of brightness; Lox, Avangel, and one of the drow warriors.
“Lox! Did you use the Rod of Wonder or something? What in the Abyss is going on?!” shouted Dent in confusion.
Realizing that most of the people around him had been blinded, Avangel moved to attack one of the drow who happened to be groping around aimlessly with his scimitar. As he did, he saw the warrior nearest Ziona leap out and swipe at her in a wave of attacks. After slicing into her twice, he lashed out and cut into Dent.
From the back of the room, lightning erupted from the fists of a blind and angry drow. The bolt missed everyone but Gnettles, who stumbled from his spot and landed near Ziona’s feet.
Realizing that her spell must have effected her friends as well as the drow and herself, Ziona began to pray to Eilistraee. Her soothing words danced off her tongue as she raised her arms into the air and completed her prayer. Just as suddenly as it had been taken away, her companion’s sight was restored.
Dent, seeing the drow who had sliced into him a moment ago, swung his axe with as much might as he could muster, and cleaved the drow down like a sapling.
Meanwhile, Lox had used “Sally” to stealthily attack the blinded drow, while Avangel had cut several down using his spear. Just when the heroes thought the battle was through, the door at the back of the room swung open and four more drow began entering the room.
Ziona raised her hands and began to pray again (which caused Lox to cover his eyes). A column of flame poured upon the drow, making them fall back into the corridor somewhat. However, the clerical spell only held them off for a moment as eight drow were now cascading into the room.
Rossal flew from Ziona’s shoulder and began to cast, but the bead that should have exploded into a ball of fire simply dissipated as his spell seemed to fizzle.
Suddenly the heroes were being pelted by ice that was raining down upon them. A moment later, fire poured upon them in the form of a blazing ball. Before they had time to react, Ziona had been turned to stone, and Haley fell to the floor and seemed to break.
Lox held “Sally” firmly as he tumbled from the tumult and landed firmly on his hairy feet in front of the drow mage. The drow looked down upon the halfling with surprise. Before he could react, Lox dug into the drow flesh with his short sword. Crying out in pain, the drow fell to the ground in a bloody heap as the halfling managed to hit a vital organ. Blood poured upon the ground as Lox stealthily tumbled away from the mess.
Meanwhile, Avangel had used his spear to take out several drow, while Dent’s axe shed drow blood as well. A few moments more, and the battle was finished.
Rossal soared down and landed upon the stony shoulder of Ziona, where Gnettles was standing with his hand rubbing his chin. Not far from them was Dent, kneeling beside his beloved tiger’s corpse. It looked as though she crumbled somewhat, as though she had been inanimate. The only thing that remained of Haley was the shining tiger’s eye stone that had brought her to life. Dent picked up the stone and clasped it tightly in his fist for a moment, then stuffed it securely in a pouch.
The Adventure Continues…