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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Xaltar" data-source="post: 18155" data-attributes="member: 480">-------------------------------------------Session 8, Part 4:  Foreshadowing...-------------------------------------------The undead monster rose to its feet in a mindless rage and began attacking Holden.  Luckily, the party had already surrounded the sarcophagus and all began defending their ally at once.  Spiderfang, using his new ring of jumping that was given to him when he last encountered his master, lept into the lidless coffin, while crushing the mummy-like elf’s ribcage with his magically enhanced quarterstaff.  The monster barely flinched from the hit and continued to claw and bash Holden, the one who had taken his sword and was now using it against him.After a few moments, Spiderfang had finally damaged the undead elf enough to sway its attention away from Holden.  Spiderfang couldn’t take as many hits as Holden could, but Spiderfang could not be diseased due to his acute physical discipline, acquired after years of training and focus.  The monster refused to rest, but was unable to defeat the mighty group of heroes that surrounded it.  Finally the scabbed elven cadaver slumped down into the coffin, never to stir again.After they had defeated the crypt’s owner, the party thoroughly searched the room.  Ziona identified that both the breastplate with the detailed wolf’s head and the longsword were magical.  Meanwhile, Drexel examined the vats of gunk in greater detail.  He explained that they contained some sort of curative liquid, but before he could finish, Spiderfang thrust his injured hands into the sticky substance.“You didn’t let me finish!  I think it was used on that elf’s open sores,” Drexel continued.Tansooth pulled his hands out in disgust and began wiping them off on the Cult of the Dragon tunic that he was wearing over his Spiderfang suit.  “That was disgusting,” he exclaimed.Before the party left, they let their new friend Runtel wear the breastplate with the image of a wolf carved on it.  They all agreed that it looked like a barbarian should wear it.  Holden then asked Doctor Midnight if he would like to use one of his magic longswords.  He replied with, “I’m afraid not ROUNDY, I prefer a weapon with greater finesse, the rapier.”As the group began to ascend the stairs leading out of the crypt, Drexel quickly turned and said, “Wait my friends, I have an idea.”With a look of determination in his eyes, Drexel walked back down the stairs and stood in front of the first guardian statue while the others watched.  He took in a deep breath and stood there for a second.  Then he pressed his hands against the metal statue, the same statue that had obliterated the summoned creature only a short time before.  Yet, nothing happened.  Moving to the next statue, the party watched with great anticipation.  As Drexel touched the second statue, there was a flash of lightning, but it appeared as if he had absorbed its energy.“Drexel, do you require the healing touch of Eilistraee?”  Ziona called down to him.Drexel turned back, his eyes now gleaming like they were flickering with raw electricity, “I am unharmed, there is no need for you to worry my friends.When he returned to the group, he had drained the protective spells from each of the remaining guardian statues.  “I believe that these statues must recharge after some period of time, but they are safe for today.”Runtel leaned over to Hunter VonLeer and asked, “What was the point in that?  I thought we were done here.”“I really don’t know,” replied Hunter.Then suddenly he received one of his reoccurring migraines as his sword shouted in his head, “HUNTER!  DoN’t EvEr SaY ThAt YoU dOn’T kNoW SoMeThInG aGaIn!  THAT IS A SIGN OF WEAKNESS.”Hunter’s eyes watered a little, and he whispered, “Stop,” while grabbing his head.The party looked at him with concern, yet upon seeing their expressions, Hunter let go of his head and with new determination moved forward, ignoring his friends.  “I am not weak!”-------------------------------------------Still more to come…-------------------------------------------</blockquote>

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