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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1247134" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>UNDER A DARKSUN</p><p>SEGMENT 118</p><p>“Rajaatdead”</p><p></p><p>The wind was blowing the silt from the sea onto the land in thick waves of gray. This cover was perfect for Chaffle to sneak up onto the city limits undetected by the undead. Still, his normally clear and wise brown eyes were red with irritation from the silt. His pale brown cape was being whipped about sometimes hindering his arms and legs. Still, once inside the city, that cape may aid him to hide so he kept it.</p><p></p><p>His throat was raw from the silt swallowed and from the choking he received from the Silt Runner leader- Snarl. He was taking a moment within a ruined building- perhaps once a farmer’s home or barn. It still amazed Chaffle at times. It was hard to imagine Bodach was once a grassy plain with small forests and the bluest of blue waters in the sea and bay. Water.</p><p></p><p>He was a cleric of water. Part of the reason he fought the undead here was to stop the Silt, a direct enemy of his patron element, and in hopes of somehow returning the blue sea to it’s former glory. Somehow.</p><p></p><p>Now though, he was here to save his friends whom were all members of the Sentinels of Bodach. They try to contain the undead within Bodach. Normally, they stay there on their own but with the recent arrival / creation of free-willed undead, this has changed. Especially with the arrival of Minscar. He was once a cleric whom came here to seek out Bodach’s secrets. Instead he found undeath. He blames Earth Cleric Jenner and the Sentinels for this. If this is true or just a state of denial Chaffle is uncertain but he is a true threat.</p><p></p><p>Already with the ability to command the undead, Minscar found an artifact that highly greatens his command allowing him to control most of Bodach’s undead. He has an army of several 1000 strong if he so chose to. For the past few years the Sentinels and he have been battling short battles only. Normally where the Sentinels are victorious. Normally.</p><p></p><p>This time, he waited until the reptilian silt runners attacked and were about to overwhelm them to arrive with his undead. Not wishing to battle undead, Snarl and his tribe left. Chaffle was thought dead, drowned in a silt pool. The others were taken. He has been searching and tracking for them ever since.</p><p></p><p>Night came and went. Chaffle studied and prepared his elemental spells and braced himself. He suspected they were alive. A dead hostage is not as enticing as a suffering live one. But for how long was another thing. He had sent a psionic wind borne message to Jenner and the camp. If only he felt he could wait for him and the reserves to catch up.</p><p></p><p>The morning sun rose burning the coolness from the air. Chaffle began his final trek into the ruins. The daylight would weaken or stop the strongest undead. However, there were plenty of skeletons and other “special” undead in and out of Minscar’s command.</p><p></p><p>A group of skeletons marched by him. They had failed to see him. However, he was so caught up in the moment he failed to see or detect the deformed zombie like creature sneaking up on him. One hand was grossly mal-shaped and clawed. (Banedead FR= rajaatdead Darksun) His first claw strikes tearing into the cape and grazing off his chitin scale armor doing. The second claw misses completely as Chaffle springs forward and turns to confront his attacker.</p><p></p><p>“Rajaatdead!” growls Chaffle though gritted teeth. His knowledge of undead is extensive and well practiced so close to Bodach. It hisses at him and growls. It tries to attack again. It swings at him with its claws and even tries to bite him in its utter hatred of clerics in general. Chaffle’s enhanced quarterstaff rises sharply and strikes the undead solidly in the head. Teeth and bit of decayed tongue fall free. The creature spits out black icor that now boils within his veins. It tries again by lunging at him. One claw strikes his helmeted head. A pinky claw gashes his forehead. He feels the effects of the undead poison within him but fights it off. The creature bats aside his quarterstaff keeping Chaffle at bay.</p><p></p><p>They continue to battle back and forth. Each getting in small but effective hits. This combat however doesn’t go unnoticed. The skeletons have turned back and march to the combat. A dozen total. Each wearing light armor with spears for weapons and shields held defensively. </p><p></p><p>The two combatants stare coldly at each other. Chaffle is moving slower now and the Rajaatdead is missing a jaw and an ear. One finger is broken and pushed into an awkward angle backwards. </p><p>Their battle brings them out from the shelter of the ruined building into the plain site of the skeletons. Chaffle drops the undead finally in one final strike followed by a downward strike. Breathing hard he then sees the skeletal armored patrol barring down onto him. “Damn…” is all he can muster.</p><p></p><p>Suddenly a blast of green positive energy bursts from within the formation. It rains pieces of bone and material as the surviving skeletons pick themselves up from the silt. Several more blasts occur reducing them to only bits of bone.</p><p></p><p>Chaffle thinks Jenner has arrived as he sees a figure far away through the dust. Then in his disbelief, the figure is very close. It is a halfling. </p><p></p><p>“It looked as if you needed a moment to catch your breath cleric of water.”</p><p></p><p>Even at 50ft away, Chaffle can see the artistry of the tattoos covering the halfling’s body. He has heard of a powerful bounty hunter of this description. </p><p></p><p>Tangiers.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 1247134, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 118 “Rajaatdead” The wind was blowing the silt from the sea onto the land in thick waves of gray. This cover was perfect for Chaffle to sneak up onto the city limits undetected by the undead. Still, his normally clear and wise brown eyes were red with irritation from the silt. His pale brown cape was being whipped about sometimes hindering his arms and legs. Still, once inside the city, that cape may aid him to hide so he kept it. His throat was raw from the silt swallowed and from the choking he received from the Silt Runner leader- Snarl. He was taking a moment within a ruined building- perhaps once a farmer’s home or barn. It still amazed Chaffle at times. It was hard to imagine Bodach was once a grassy plain with small forests and the bluest of blue waters in the sea and bay. Water. He was a cleric of water. Part of the reason he fought the undead here was to stop the Silt, a direct enemy of his patron element, and in hopes of somehow returning the blue sea to it’s former glory. Somehow. Now though, he was here to save his friends whom were all members of the Sentinels of Bodach. They try to contain the undead within Bodach. Normally, they stay there on their own but with the recent arrival / creation of free-willed undead, this has changed. Especially with the arrival of Minscar. He was once a cleric whom came here to seek out Bodach’s secrets. Instead he found undeath. He blames Earth Cleric Jenner and the Sentinels for this. If this is true or just a state of denial Chaffle is uncertain but he is a true threat. Already with the ability to command the undead, Minscar found an artifact that highly greatens his command allowing him to control most of Bodach’s undead. He has an army of several 1000 strong if he so chose to. For the past few years the Sentinels and he have been battling short battles only. Normally where the Sentinels are victorious. Normally. This time, he waited until the reptilian silt runners attacked and were about to overwhelm them to arrive with his undead. Not wishing to battle undead, Snarl and his tribe left. Chaffle was thought dead, drowned in a silt pool. The others were taken. He has been searching and tracking for them ever since. Night came and went. Chaffle studied and prepared his elemental spells and braced himself. He suspected they were alive. A dead hostage is not as enticing as a suffering live one. But for how long was another thing. He had sent a psionic wind borne message to Jenner and the camp. If only he felt he could wait for him and the reserves to catch up. The morning sun rose burning the coolness from the air. Chaffle began his final trek into the ruins. The daylight would weaken or stop the strongest undead. However, there were plenty of skeletons and other “special” undead in and out of Minscar’s command. A group of skeletons marched by him. They had failed to see him. However, he was so caught up in the moment he failed to see or detect the deformed zombie like creature sneaking up on him. One hand was grossly mal-shaped and clawed. (Banedead FR= rajaatdead Darksun) His first claw strikes tearing into the cape and grazing off his chitin scale armor doing. The second claw misses completely as Chaffle springs forward and turns to confront his attacker. “Rajaatdead!” growls Chaffle though gritted teeth. His knowledge of undead is extensive and well practiced so close to Bodach. It hisses at him and growls. It tries to attack again. It swings at him with its claws and even tries to bite him in its utter hatred of clerics in general. Chaffle’s enhanced quarterstaff rises sharply and strikes the undead solidly in the head. Teeth and bit of decayed tongue fall free. The creature spits out black icor that now boils within his veins. It tries again by lunging at him. One claw strikes his helmeted head. A pinky claw gashes his forehead. He feels the effects of the undead poison within him but fights it off. The creature bats aside his quarterstaff keeping Chaffle at bay. They continue to battle back and forth. Each getting in small but effective hits. This combat however doesn’t go unnoticed. The skeletons have turned back and march to the combat. A dozen total. Each wearing light armor with spears for weapons and shields held defensively. The two combatants stare coldly at each other. Chaffle is moving slower now and the Rajaatdead is missing a jaw and an ear. One finger is broken and pushed into an awkward angle backwards. Their battle brings them out from the shelter of the ruined building into the plain site of the skeletons. Chaffle drops the undead finally in one final strike followed by a downward strike. Breathing hard he then sees the skeletal armored patrol barring down onto him. “Damn…” is all he can muster. Suddenly a blast of green positive energy bursts from within the formation. It rains pieces of bone and material as the surviving skeletons pick themselves up from the silt. Several more blasts occur reducing them to only bits of bone. Chaffle thinks Jenner has arrived as he sees a figure far away through the dust. Then in his disbelief, the figure is very close. It is a halfling. “It looked as if you needed a moment to catch your breath cleric of water.” Even at 50ft away, Chaffle can see the artistry of the tattoos covering the halfling’s body. He has heard of a powerful bounty hunter of this description. Tangiers. [/QUOTE]
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