matthewbajda
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UaVS-Yrtchull's Return...
- Thread starter Uriel
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rangerjohn
Explorer
OOC: Uriel, he said on the OOC board he would be out of touch for a few days.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
OoC: Divvy the loot? Please post your spells in the IC, and we can get this one chugging along again. Argent had to ditch most of his games, but (thankfully) he is wanting to continue with this one.
IC
Finding a respite from conflict, the chamber shows itself to be a good place for a rest (all heal 8HP).
IC
Finding a respite from conflict, the chamber shows itself to be a good place for a rest (all heal 8HP).
rangerjohn
Explorer
OOC: Did Cambrech learn anything thing, through his investigations.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
rangerjohn said:
OoC:Go ahead and email me with whatever you would like to try Use magic Device with. Not s much to keep things from the party, but if you suddenly become possesed by an Elder Bran from an Illithid City via it's 'lure' item, then...er, this is my inside voice, right?
rangerjohn
Explorer
I'm beginning to wonder if your reading my posts. I have said I was experimenting with the short sword in both threads now.
matthewbajda
First Post
yrtchull makes sure to rest well away from the short sword in order to avoid needless conflict (nightmares) with his sword...
rangerjohn
Explorer
"Well, I guess that leaves me on watch." Cambrech says as he sees the others bedding down.
Uriel
Living EN World Judge
Wesellu knew that things were bad. Just this morning, he had come to from his meditations to find that the Manor was in an uproar. Guards were marshalled here and there, carrying off Drow, all male Drow.
Some ceremony?
Wesellu's bat Familiar flitted into the window of his quarters.
'Master,Master! Duchess is Mad. I overheard her telling of Purge.She is Mad!
The Silver Door has made her so, and she mentioned your name...
Wesellu's blood chilled. He knew that this moment might come. When he was no longer needed to control the Duchess' newest machine of War, he would be cast aside like so many other males had been.
Smiling at the bat, Wesellu noddoed and said 'I have been expecting such a thing, go and warn the others, as I have instructed you.'
The bat grasped the tiny red piece of ribbon that Wesselu held forth, flitting out into the darkess of the Underdark's perpetual Night.
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Arngen was nervous... he had fallen out of favor with Enraela, who seemed bent on conquest and not trysting with him. Already, House Vesperech had been nearly crippled by Ferach's attacks, and House Cessulli was finding it increasingly difficult to predict where the next attack would come.
With every attack, Enraela's bloodlust seemed strengthened. gentaria as well, and she looked at Arngen with ever growing hatred and a wicked smile that suggested that soon she would try and remove him from the picture permanently...
Arngen Delushani had decided: He was leaving before he ended his life upon Lolth's sacrificial altar.
A bat flitted into his window, a bat bearing a slim piece of red ribbon.
that was the sign from Wesellu.
Arngen kicked at Grolvus' form, where the Bugbear was sleeping (and snoring) on his bunk across the chamber.
'It's time, friend, we are leaving this den of spiders...'
Grolvus nearly jumped with joy, leaping to his feet and scrambling to gather his things.
Both men had prepared for this, having travel packs and bags of food and jewels, as well as healing salves,potions ad everything else they would need to start elsewhere. With a silence that belied the speed with which they moved, they headed for the rendevous point...
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Wesellu had gathered his things, layed a dew suprises for anyone digging through his things and was heading for the door when a Vision assailed him.
It was impossible...
Yrtchull Ferach, as well as Cambrech, his younger brother. But...they were dead! With the two drow were another Drow and several odd creatures. They were lounging in a parlor of some sort.
The Vision was gone as quickly as it had come.
Yrtchull, alive!?! With the vision burned into his mind, Wesellu raced through the halls, Invisible, to where he was to rendevous with the others.
Reaching the hallway out side of the room containing The Silver Door, Wesellu sighed in relief as the Bat landed upon his shoulder, whispering that all was clear.
Arngen and Grolvus stepped out of the shadows, nodding grimly.
Wesellu opened the doors and looked upon that which he had quested for so fervently, that which he had brougt back, delivered to House Ferach, that which he was about to render useless. True, he had not the Power to destroy the Silver Door, but he could do one thing...
Moving forward, Arngen and grolvus in tow, he was halted by the quartet of Guards stationed there.
Moving forward and saying that they were Scrying for a future Attack, Wesellu was allowed closer, as were his companions.
the Guards never knew what hit them, as Arngen and Grolvus plied their blades, attacking from the rear of the Guards, who had returned to face the Outer Hall.
Enacting the Door, Wesellu brought the scene of Yrtchull to his mind, causing a brief sliver flash upon the Door, imprinted wit a vision of his Cousin.
'Now, Jump!' the Wizard said, even as Arngen and Grolvus did just that.
Wesellu bent down and removed a small emerald from the setting of the Door, causing tiny electrical ripples to shoot across the scene of the destination.
The Outer Doors burst open, several Drow standing in the doorway.
Wesellu turned, smiling and said 'Goodbye,Cousin...'
Enraela screamed, as did the murderous gentaia, both rushing forwards, even as their envenomed bolts rebounded off of Wesellu's Shield spell.
Stepping through, the Wizard was gone....and the Door fizzled to inactivity...the small SIlver Door *clinking* as it hit the ground, from where it had so recently been attached to the Wall.
Enraela looked down upon it, picking the Door up. Turning it this way and that she grinned.
'He has deactivated it, my beloved sister...but not destroyed it. When we find that treacherous little Spider, we will have the Door again...'
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Arngen and grolvus tumbled out into a dirty and musty passageway. At one end was a door, the other led off into the darkness.
Listening, they could hear snoring cming from the other side of the door, as well as see pale light from underneath. Grolvus was about examine the door when Wesellu tumbled out, falling into him.
Arngen grinned, saying 'We are away from that nest of Death, and good riddence.'
Wesellu excitedly grinned a rictus back at him, pointing to the door.
Grolvus stod aside, and Wesellu spoke the Words of Opening...
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Some ceremony?
Wesellu's bat Familiar flitted into the window of his quarters.
'Master,Master! Duchess is Mad. I overheard her telling of Purge.She is Mad!
The Silver Door has made her so, and she mentioned your name...
Wesellu's blood chilled. He knew that this moment might come. When he was no longer needed to control the Duchess' newest machine of War, he would be cast aside like so many other males had been.
Smiling at the bat, Wesellu noddoed and said 'I have been expecting such a thing, go and warn the others, as I have instructed you.'
The bat grasped the tiny red piece of ribbon that Wesselu held forth, flitting out into the darkess of the Underdark's perpetual Night.
*********************************************************
Arngen was nervous... he had fallen out of favor with Enraela, who seemed bent on conquest and not trysting with him. Already, House Vesperech had been nearly crippled by Ferach's attacks, and House Cessulli was finding it increasingly difficult to predict where the next attack would come.
With every attack, Enraela's bloodlust seemed strengthened. gentaria as well, and she looked at Arngen with ever growing hatred and a wicked smile that suggested that soon she would try and remove him from the picture permanently...
Arngen Delushani had decided: He was leaving before he ended his life upon Lolth's sacrificial altar.
A bat flitted into his window, a bat bearing a slim piece of red ribbon.
that was the sign from Wesellu.
Arngen kicked at Grolvus' form, where the Bugbear was sleeping (and snoring) on his bunk across the chamber.
'It's time, friend, we are leaving this den of spiders...'
Grolvus nearly jumped with joy, leaping to his feet and scrambling to gather his things.
Both men had prepared for this, having travel packs and bags of food and jewels, as well as healing salves,potions ad everything else they would need to start elsewhere. With a silence that belied the speed with which they moved, they headed for the rendevous point...
*********************************************************
Wesellu had gathered his things, layed a dew suprises for anyone digging through his things and was heading for the door when a Vision assailed him.
It was impossible...
Yrtchull Ferach, as well as Cambrech, his younger brother. But...they were dead! With the two drow were another Drow and several odd creatures. They were lounging in a parlor of some sort.
The Vision was gone as quickly as it had come.
Yrtchull, alive!?! With the vision burned into his mind, Wesellu raced through the halls, Invisible, to where he was to rendevous with the others.
Reaching the hallway out side of the room containing The Silver Door, Wesellu sighed in relief as the Bat landed upon his shoulder, whispering that all was clear.
Arngen and Grolvus stepped out of the shadows, nodding grimly.
Wesellu opened the doors and looked upon that which he had quested for so fervently, that which he had brougt back, delivered to House Ferach, that which he was about to render useless. True, he had not the Power to destroy the Silver Door, but he could do one thing...
Moving forward, Arngen and grolvus in tow, he was halted by the quartet of Guards stationed there.
Moving forward and saying that they were Scrying for a future Attack, Wesellu was allowed closer, as were his companions.
the Guards never knew what hit them, as Arngen and Grolvus plied their blades, attacking from the rear of the Guards, who had returned to face the Outer Hall.
Enacting the Door, Wesellu brought the scene of Yrtchull to his mind, causing a brief sliver flash upon the Door, imprinted wit a vision of his Cousin.
'Now, Jump!' the Wizard said, even as Arngen and Grolvus did just that.
Wesellu bent down and removed a small emerald from the setting of the Door, causing tiny electrical ripples to shoot across the scene of the destination.
The Outer Doors burst open, several Drow standing in the doorway.
Wesellu turned, smiling and said 'Goodbye,Cousin...'
Enraela screamed, as did the murderous gentaia, both rushing forwards, even as their envenomed bolts rebounded off of Wesellu's Shield spell.
Stepping through, the Wizard was gone....and the Door fizzled to inactivity...the small SIlver Door *clinking* as it hit the ground, from where it had so recently been attached to the Wall.
Enraela looked down upon it, picking the Door up. Turning it this way and that she grinned.
'He has deactivated it, my beloved sister...but not destroyed it. When we find that treacherous little Spider, we will have the Door again...'
*********************************************************
Arngen and grolvus tumbled out into a dirty and musty passageway. At one end was a door, the other led off into the darkness.
Listening, they could hear snoring cming from the other side of the door, as well as see pale light from underneath. Grolvus was about examine the door when Wesellu tumbled out, falling into him.
Arngen grinned, saying 'We are away from that nest of Death, and good riddence.'
Wesellu excitedly grinned a rictus back at him, pointing to the door.
Grolvus stod aside, and Wesellu spoke the Words of Opening...
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