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<blockquote data-quote="Arknath" data-source="post: 155333" data-attributes="member: 2850"><p><strong>Chapter 1, Part 2</strong></p><p></p><p>At the end of this parade, Thakin gave a speech regarding the new information they would learn today and that this was going to be the completion of a project that had been around since many of the current citizens of Sallineth. He would look out at a crowd that easily topped 20,000 beings: dwarves, gnomes, elves, humans, ogres, giants, trolls, minotaurs, and even a few dragons had shown up for the occasion. Citizens opened their windows in their tall housing facilities and sat on rooftops just to hear Thakin speek.</p><p></p><p>It seemed like the whole of Ersadia had turned out for the finishing of the project that was known throughout the world.</p><p></p><p>Thakin and his colleagues were marched up to the Summoning Tower, the location of the previous excursions into other worlds. The chamber of casting was large, about fifty feet in diameter, with tapestries and decorative murals painted upon the walls depicting journeys of previous excursions. Well over 200 soldiers and arcanists gathered in the room (the others where waiting in the staircase of the more than 20 story tower), along with the 12 masters who formed a circle 20 feet in diameter with Thakin in the middle.</p><p></p><p>The master wizard began the spellcasting and the other wizards murmured protective magics and cast mass spells upon the whole group whilst Thakin summoned the portal. After many tense minutes and nervous shuffling by the present mercenaries, the wizard Thakin reached a crescendo in his casting and clapped his hands together and held them there. The whole room fell silent, sweat poured from the black skin of the master’s face as he slowly, ever so slowly, spread his hands apart. As he did this, a thin blue line 30 feet tall sprang up in front of him and grew with the distance between Thakin’s hands. Soon enough, the hole was wide enough for most in the room to see through.</p><p></p><p>Beyond the portal lay a land that was green and flowered, the sun was shining and the animals were playing and going about the business of their lives. As Thakin finished opening the portal, he smiled in triumph at the vision before him. Soon, though, one of the wizard’s cried out in alarm. Thakin turned to see what the trouble was, it was Shrizz, the Yuan-ti illusionist that had cried out. He pointed to the portal in horror, frozen in fear. Thakin turned and looked back into the portal, and he then discovered what the cry of alarm was for.</p><p></p><p>The animals in the “illusion” grew to immense size and sprouted horns and rows upon rows of sharp jagged teeth. The feathered wings of the birds became the leathery appendages of bat-like wings and chirps became screeches of murder. Thakin’s expression faded into a grim determination. He began to cast a spell that would lead the host into the portal.</p><p></p><p>He never reached the second syllable of the spell.</p><p></p><p>Through the portal came a huge hand, nearly as wide as the portal itself. It seized the wizard in it’s monstrous grasp and began to squeeze the life from him. As his life force left him, spells popped in the air around the fist, the last remnants of the night elf’s defenses were being used, but had no effect. The entire room watched the doom of the master as blood squeezed through the fingers of whatever held the wizard in it’s grasp and all were frozen in abject terror. The hand flung the lifeless, empty body of the wizard down on the floor, and he appeared as a grape that had dried in the sun.</p><p></p><p>This action caused the room to explode into motion. Our heroes (being the PC’s) turned and ran down the stairs, absolutely horrified. They could hear the remaining wizards casting behind them in an attempt to stop the huge beast before it came through the portal. They were screaming at the other soldiers to run, but some of those brave souls pushed past the younger and less experienced warriors and casters to come to the aid of their masters and colleagues. Our heroes had descended no less than three flights of stairs when they heard the screaming begin.</p><p></p><p>Currently the party consisted of the following characters.</p><p></p><p>Thomas, a human warrior who practiced the ways of the East – samurai 1</p><p>Ktharssiss, a lizard man wizard specializing in magic item creation – specialist wizard 1</p><p>Wilder, an elven swordsman – fighter 1</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Arknath, post: 155333, member: 2850"] [b]Chapter 1, Part 2[/b] At the end of this parade, Thakin gave a speech regarding the new information they would learn today and that this was going to be the completion of a project that had been around since many of the current citizens of Sallineth. He would look out at a crowd that easily topped 20,000 beings: dwarves, gnomes, elves, humans, ogres, giants, trolls, minotaurs, and even a few dragons had shown up for the occasion. Citizens opened their windows in their tall housing facilities and sat on rooftops just to hear Thakin speek. It seemed like the whole of Ersadia had turned out for the finishing of the project that was known throughout the world. Thakin and his colleagues were marched up to the Summoning Tower, the location of the previous excursions into other worlds. The chamber of casting was large, about fifty feet in diameter, with tapestries and decorative murals painted upon the walls depicting journeys of previous excursions. Well over 200 soldiers and arcanists gathered in the room (the others where waiting in the staircase of the more than 20 story tower), along with the 12 masters who formed a circle 20 feet in diameter with Thakin in the middle. The master wizard began the spellcasting and the other wizards murmured protective magics and cast mass spells upon the whole group whilst Thakin summoned the portal. After many tense minutes and nervous shuffling by the present mercenaries, the wizard Thakin reached a crescendo in his casting and clapped his hands together and held them there. The whole room fell silent, sweat poured from the black skin of the master’s face as he slowly, ever so slowly, spread his hands apart. As he did this, a thin blue line 30 feet tall sprang up in front of him and grew with the distance between Thakin’s hands. Soon enough, the hole was wide enough for most in the room to see through. Beyond the portal lay a land that was green and flowered, the sun was shining and the animals were playing and going about the business of their lives. As Thakin finished opening the portal, he smiled in triumph at the vision before him. Soon, though, one of the wizard’s cried out in alarm. Thakin turned to see what the trouble was, it was Shrizz, the Yuan-ti illusionist that had cried out. He pointed to the portal in horror, frozen in fear. Thakin turned and looked back into the portal, and he then discovered what the cry of alarm was for. The animals in the “illusion” grew to immense size and sprouted horns and rows upon rows of sharp jagged teeth. The feathered wings of the birds became the leathery appendages of bat-like wings and chirps became screeches of murder. Thakin’s expression faded into a grim determination. He began to cast a spell that would lead the host into the portal. He never reached the second syllable of the spell. Through the portal came a huge hand, nearly as wide as the portal itself. It seized the wizard in it’s monstrous grasp and began to squeeze the life from him. As his life force left him, spells popped in the air around the fist, the last remnants of the night elf’s defenses were being used, but had no effect. The entire room watched the doom of the master as blood squeezed through the fingers of whatever held the wizard in it’s grasp and all were frozen in abject terror. The hand flung the lifeless, empty body of the wizard down on the floor, and he appeared as a grape that had dried in the sun. This action caused the room to explode into motion. Our heroes (being the PC’s) turned and ran down the stairs, absolutely horrified. They could hear the remaining wizards casting behind them in an attempt to stop the huge beast before it came through the portal. They were screaming at the other soldiers to run, but some of those brave souls pushed past the younger and less experienced warriors and casters to come to the aid of their masters and colleagues. Our heroes had descended no less than three flights of stairs when they heard the screaming begin. Currently the party consisted of the following characters. Thomas, a human warrior who practiced the ways of the East – samurai 1 Ktharssiss, a lizard man wizard specializing in magic item creation – specialist wizard 1 Wilder, an elven swordsman – fighter 1 [/QUOTE]
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