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Therogeon

Post  MrPrettyPretty on Sat Apr 17, 2010 8:58 am

The wizard looked back at his friend and smiled grimly. Justice would indeed come. For now however, they had to get a better idea of where this fellow was. He knew of the tower that the note spoke of. He did not know excately where it was. That made scrying difficult. Difficult but not impossible. And with a little boosting, ok alot of boosting, he could probably break through any sheilding the enemy priest or wizard set up.

First though, he had to set up. In truth he could have done this at home but he counted on being at the site of the enemies magic would give him an edge. Most wizards could not determine spell after effects. Then again most wizards could not see the subtle weavings of enemy magic while they were active. Therogeon was not most wizards. He was head of a school that specialised in the workings of the Weave. He was leader of a group of mages who actively worked against spell casters of all kinds. He had seen and done things that even many of the Chosen of Mystra had not or even could not. When he went against the sheilding, he would be able to find a way through it.

He took out a mirror and placed it flat on the ground infront of him. The mirror, similar to the ones in his tower, would provide the focus for the divination spells he was to cast. He brought out all his spell components and arranged them in order of what he needed and when he would need it. When he was finished he looked up at Elric. "Well my brother, are you ready to see our mysterious enemy?"
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Post  Colin Marcus on Sat Apr 17, 2010 9:34 am

"Oh... By all means!" Elric rose from examing the body. Seeing the blood on his hands brought back too many memories. Not all of them his own. He shook his head to clear the dark thoughts. He needed to stay in the present.

Wiping his hands on the discarded blankets he took a place behind Therogeon. "Let's see him..."
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Ashara

Post  Penelope on Sat Apr 17, 2010 5:00 pm

It had been only a few minutes after the men left that the student on door duty alerted Almara that more visitors had arrived. Davion and a young Awakened named Caertus had come bearing Kendra's body.

The wizardess was able to direct Ashara to a common room where Tarpin's body had been brought in as well. After getting turned around once in the confusing tower, she managed to find the right room, where two bodies lay on the floor, draped in cloth. Dhara and Dhala hovered over one of the bodies so the priestess could easily assume that to be Tarpin.

The two priests bowed as she entered, which never did sit well with her, but she had no desire to go over that whole discussion again. It was a sign of respect, no more. Their attitude certainly seemed in contrast to that of the other Champions. Not that they didn't respect what she was able to do...well, most of them anyway, but she'd essentially grown up in front of those close friends and most of them would never be able to see her as more than that wide-eyed nineteen year old girl who set out seeking excitement and adventure! To them, she would always be aisler', a little sister in constant need of protection. To the faithful of Lathander she was Sunrise Lord, wielder of Dawnspeaker, and mortal representative of the Morninglord's ideals! It was a strange dichotomy, and one that she was still not at all used to.

She moved over to Tarpin's body and knelt down next to him.

"Please, give me a little space to work with," Ashara gently asked the two anxious girls, who backed off a few steps at her direction. "If your friend is able to come back, he will need to be well cared for over the next twenty four hours. It's likely he'll be quite confused as well and comforting, familiar voices will go a long way to bringing him back to this reality."

She smiled at the pair, hoping to ease their nerves a bit and slowly pulled back the cloth to get a look at what she was working with. The mageling was little more than a boy. A mop of sandy brown hair flopped casually over his forehead and he looked as if he could be sleeping as opposed to dead. Tarpin had been magically preserved, so there was no trace of decomposition, which she was grateful for.

Turning him over, Ashara saw the masterful strike that had ended his life, and she shuddered. A single dagger blow to his back. She wore a similar scar with another mirrored on the other side of her spine. If the assassin-priest hadn't needed to dodge to avoid Elric's strike, she had no doubt she would have ended up like poor Tarpin here.

The priestess placed her hands on the boy's chest and began reciting the words of the spell. A Calling to his spirit to return home.

Tarpin answered.

With a great gasp of air the boy's chest started to rise and fall in it's normal rhythm and while Ashara breathed a sigh of relief, Dhara and Dhala were jumping and laughing with tears of joy streaming down their faces. His eyes fluttered open briefly. Seeing that he was surrounded by friends, he smiled gently before his eyelids closed again in exhaustion.

She whispered the words of a quick healing spell to mend the mageling, and was pleased when she saw that he at least, would bear no physical scars from his ordeal.

"Dawnlord, Caertus, could you help take Tarpin to his room please? These two will see to it that he's taken care of."

Ashara used the arm of a chair to help pull herself to her feet. Though she was familiar with many more powerful spells, Raising someone back to life was fatiguing, especially in her current state. Still, she didn't want them to have to stay away any longer than necessary.

"Oh, girls, when Tarpin wakes up please come find me. I'll likely be in the library, unless Lord Everdawn has returned by then."

The four of them carefully lifted the boy in their arms and disappeared down a hallway, leaving Ashara with the second corpse.

Kendra Starbright's body was also preserved, but she had been found later than Tarpin had. She'd apparently been dead for about a day before the attack, and had been killed with a slice across the throat. The priestess whispered a silent prayer in her behalf. The woman had nothing to do with any of this, and to have her throat slit and then be stuffed into a closet?! She couldn't help but feel the weight of guilt. If Elric and Therogeon had any say in the matter, the perpetrators would soon pay for their misdeeds...

Ashara placed her hands on Kendra's chest this time and began another attempt at Raising. She called to the woman for quite some time, growing more and more frustrated that her voice wasn't heeded. Finally she sensed the spirit acknowledging her, but instead of following the priestesses voice home, it seemed as if Kendra merely laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. She was happy where she was. Kendra was home.

Fighting back the tears, Ashara let her go. The shopkeeper was a follower of the Morninglord, and while in this life she had no family to call her own, in that place, she was surrounded by a land of more vibrant color and life than any that could be found on Toril. A place of light and of peace. She couldn't blame her for losing interest in this world with so much darkness and pain.

When Davion and Caertus returned, Ashara was pulling the sheet back over Kendra's face.

"She's gone to her reward," she said simply, looking up at the priests. "She's happy where she is, and while we celebrate her new found joy, we will mourn her passing from among us."

She needed Davion to help her to her feet this time, and she smiled her thanks at the Dawnlord.

"When this business is over with, and I can return to the temple, we can make the necessary arrangements for her funeral. I'd like you to have the honor of leading it, my friend," she said resting her hand on his shoulder. "Impresk will appreciate your service to her, and more than that, those that do not already will see you as a leader to seek out in times of trouble. I seem to be on the road as often as I'm not, and as much as I love this town and its people, they need to have someone here for them always to watch over their needs."

Davion's brow furrowed at her words. "Are you planning a trip, Sunrise Lord?"

"Not immediately," she laughed, placing her hand on her belly. "I'm simply looking toward the future, and I see you being a prominent figure in this community!"

She let the hint of his impending Head Priest appointment linger a moment before she thanked the priests and excused herself.

Back to the library.

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Elric

Post  Colin Marcus on Mon Apr 19, 2010 10:37 am

Elric took a place behind the mage and stared into the mirror. Ashara had said this man was protected from scrying... but other people's magic rarely held difficulty for Impresk's master mage. He listened as Therogeon spoke the words that weren't words that would activate his spell.

As he stared at his reflection he thought he saw it twitch. Then the two Champions' images began to ripple. As if the glass was the water in Impresk Lake after a stone had been dropped in it. Something was definitely happening. As the magic of the mirror changed their reflection into something else completely, he suddenly had an idea.

"Ashara... Therogeon is breaking the Scrye protection... We're about to see our enemy." he whispered to his wife in Impresk. Odds are she was watching them through the mirror anyway... but you never know. "Are you watching too? Let me know if you recognize him."

They still hadn't determined WHICH Champion they were after. If it was one of Ashara's enemies, it would be better if she was watching.
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Post  Penelope on Mon Apr 19, 2010 1:22 pm

The priestess was making her way back to Almara and the children when Elric's Whisper drifted into her ear.

"Ashara... Therogeon is breaking the Scrye protection... We're about to see our enemy. Are you watching too? Let me know if you recognize him."

With a start, Ashara hiked the skirt of her dress up to her ankles and ran the rest of the way to the library. If anyone was able to break through the protections his person had set up, it would be Therogeon! She couldn't say that she hoped she'd recognize who was responsible for this, but if so it would at least give the men a better idea of what they were up against...

Elric had suggested that perhaps the letter had referred to her. Could the 'undeserved gift' that the letter alluded to be her release from Cyric's curse? She certainly did have some residual shame from the incident... Still, she hoped her husband was wrong. There were certain memories that both of them would prefer stayed buried!

Entering the room, Ashara checked to ensure the children were still entertained by the pink pooch before moving over to Almara who was standing in front of one of the mirrors.

After a smile to the wizardess and a squeeze of her hand, she turned her attention to the image in the mirror.

"I am watching now," she Whispered her response to Elric, but loudly enough so Almara would be able to hear. "I did all I could, but Kendra has decided to remain where she is. Thankfully, Tarpin is back and resting comfortably."

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Therogeon

Post  MrPrettyPretty on Wed Apr 21, 2010 11:20 pm

Therogeon concentrated a moment and cast his spell. In all the years and through all the spells he created, there was still only one he truely considered his. As the spell took effect he began to notice residual energies, in the room and on the body of the boy. The colors were slightly off in hue which signified priestly magic. Alteration, Divination, and...yes, there it was, Necromancy.

When Therogeon cast his divination, he sent his mystic eyes out to the region where the tower was said to be. He focused it, looking specifically for traces of similar magic. What he found was....nothing. The wizard narrowed his eyes. Either the priest was hiding or he wasn't there. Therogeon concentrated for a second and shifted the focus of his gaze. This time, he would be looking for concentrations of any type of magic.

Slowly the scene in the mirror shifted. At first, a large mountain range could be seen. Gradually the view seemed to fall closer and closer to a specific point. Eventually, in the distance, some rubble appeared and continued to grow in the mirror. A ruined tower comes into focus, appearing as if the first floor had been blown outward. Bricks and mortor litter the area. In the middle of the rubble stands a single statue. Yet this was not where the magical emenations were coming from. Strangely enough the most powerfull magics were wizardly and were coming from underground.

Therogeon nodded. It made sense, a wizard as paranoid as this one was would have strong protections against scrying and the earth made a natural barrier. The elven wizard concentrated again and the scene shifted to one of dark dirt. At least that is what it would look like to eyes that weren't enhanced with his magical sight. To Therogeon, the world within the glass was a myriad of colors, the strongest advocating abjuration and divination colors. The brightness of those colors signified that the strength of the spells was great. Possibly more so than even his own. Possibly.

"This....this might take a minute." The wizard said, his eyes never leaving the mirror. So saying he took a small candle and lit it. When the wax was melted enough he picked up the candle and tilted it over the mirror. The wax dripped onto the glass in a smooth line and almost as if tracing a rune, Therogeon moved the candle in a particular pattern over the mirror. When he was done he took a pinch of something that smelled of cinnamon and garlic and sprinkled it over the wax whispering, "Ast Thurloch Dinea Dormetrious Adenu"

The mirror suddenly burst into color showing excately what Therogeon was seeing in the air above the mirror. A rainbow of colors swirling around. The wizard stood and slowly paced around the pattern in the air, studying it closely.

He reached into a pouch and pulled out a small silver topped vial. A small puff of green smoke wafted into the air when he removed the stopper. He quickly replaced the stopper and blew the green smoke into the rainbow. Some of the swirling colors seemed to spasm quickly but the reverted to normal. The wizard sighed, obviously it was not what he was expecting.

Therogeon narrowed his eyes as he continued to stare at the swirling colors. He reached a hand out and traced through the line representing divination then did the same thing with the abjuration. He then stepped back and steepled his fingers in front of his face. Slowly he slid down to his knees and held his hand out in front of him, palms down over the mirror spread about shoulder length apart. Then, concentrating on the pattern infront of him, he began to chant in an archaic mystical language. Over and over he repeated the chant, each successful repeat caused his hands and his eyes to glow more and more.

After several minutes of chanting, Therogeon's eyes and hands were glowing as bright as the rainbow above the mirror. Sweat was beading on the wizards forhead and a couple drops made slow paths down his cheeks. Finally, with a shouted "Astriach Mentrieos Zinthos" he reached out and seemed to grasp the threads representing the abjuration and divination threads, one in each hand, and with a flash, the entire spectrum dissappeared.
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Post  MrPrettyPretty on Wed Apr 21, 2010 11:35 pm

Breathing heavily, the wizard slumped over the mirror. That last spell had taken quite a bit out of him, but he would recover quickly. He would have to. The barrier was only temporarily opened, and would close soon. He proped himself up on his knees and stared again into the mirror.

Slowly at first, but building up speed the scene shifted as the view fell through the dirt and stone and opened into a room. Fairly large, it appeared to be the remains of a summoning chamber. Which makes sense given that one of the two figures in the room is a Marelith.

The other figure, for the demon, though imposing, is not who Therogeon is looking for, is a rather rotund human wearing purple robes. His greasy bald head is circled by a ring of nappy black hair. As soon as the view focuses on him he freezes. His eyes go wide in suprise and the suddenly takes off to the right. Swearing in pixish, since Elric seemed to enjoy it, Therogeon adjusted the view to follow, barely catching a glimpse of the man as he ducks behind a secret passageway behind another statue.

Quickly the wizard sends is scrying sight after the priest. They travel down a long hallway, the fat man never glancing back. They cross over a small bridge which appears to have a water like substance under it. Shortly after the bridge, the man runs into a room. The view follows him quickly and suddenly the mirror shatters. Glass shards cover Therogeon as he jumps backward from suprise.

"Dead magic zone?" The suprised wizard asked as he brushed the shards of glass off from his clothes. "Strange" Therogeon continued, "But still, we know a bit more than what we did before." He held up one finger, "First off, we know he has a pet demon." A second finger followed the first, "Second, we know he didn't cast the scrying protection, he's just using it for it's convience." His ring finger joined the other two, "Third, we know he's a fat man wearing purple priestly robes, the color of the mad gods followers." He looked up at Elric, "Do you recognize him at all?"
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Post  Colin Marcus on Thu Apr 22, 2010 12:20 am

Elric tried to wipe the look of Amazement off his face. He'd never seen anything like that before! It truly was astounding... Even after all this time he was still in Awe of the reality altering powers that his friends wielded so easily.

He mimiced the mages hand with three fingers up. "No... We've met a lot of priests... and Ashara and I have been hitting temples all over faerun... so There have been lots of new faces..." He wracked his mind for anyone that may have been in the crowd... and came up blank. Shaking his head he finally answered. "No. I'm sure I've never seen him before... though I agree he has to be the one left that skull for us."

He lowered a finger. "Two... How exactly do we know he didn't cast the protection scrying... thing?"

Finally with one finger left, he stated "One... It's an ugly demon, but looks REALLY dangerous... Evil Priest... Many armed Demon... " He gave his friend a resigned grin.

"Which one do you want?"


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Post  Penelope on Thu Apr 22, 2010 9:54 am

As Therogeon worked fastidiously at pulling apart the magic of the protections that had been placed beneath the tower, back in Impresk, Ashara's face moved closer and closer to the mirror in anticipation of what would be seen.

When the demon appeared, the priestess felt Dawnspeaker begin humming with energy at her side...or maybe that was her imagination... In spite of the many types of fiends and demons they'd fought, she honestly couldn't remember having faced that particular type, and the snake-woman looking thing with six arms holding six different weapons looked quite formidable!

Then the priest came into view. Any doubt that this man was priest of Cyric was gone when she recognized the steel ring he wore on his left hand. Thankfully it wasn't the purple steel that the assassin-priests had worn...

Ashara watched as the man sensed the fact that he was being scryed and started running. She was gazing so intently that when Therogeon's mirror shattered into a thousand pieces she let out a brief scream in surprise!

Fortunately she'd gotten enough of a glimpse at the man to know she didn't recognize him...

Recovering quickly from her embarrassment, she Whispered to her husband.

"It looks like the Everdawn Blade will get a taste of demon soon... I don't recognize the priest, Melamin, but he is definitely of Cyric..."

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Post  Eddick the Steady (XIV) on Thu Apr 22, 2010 5:00 pm

Thornton looked out the window. He didn't understand why Therogeon did so much in front of the mirror, although master had said that some people do that when they are concerned about how others would view them. Thornton did care how others would view him, especially since he had ruined his tabbard. He glanced down at it with dismay. But it was not as if he could do much about it. Thornton's thorns were too rough on most fabrics, and it seemed however caked with dirt he made his face, people still recoiled at the sight of him. Master said that ladies sometimes put colored dirt on their face to make themselves more acceptable, and Thornton had tried it on occasion, all with disastrous results. He looked over toward Therogeon and saw some powdery smoke of some sort and quickly became disinterested. The mage was wonderful. He had thanked him, and he was full of mysterious power. He didn't care whether or not he put dirt on his face.

The golem actually preferred a good rinse. It made him feel more alive. Now with trimmings of the man on the bed still on him, he really wanted one.
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Post  MrPrettyPretty on Fri Apr 23, 2010 12:17 pm

"I know he didn't cast the protection spells because they were wizard spells." Therogeon continued, "That fellow is a priest or I'm an unbearded gnome." A thoughtfull look crossed his face as he thought of something, "Of course, he could be wizard priest combination, but those are generally followers of Mystra, not Cyric."

He waved hands dismissively. Whether or not the fat bald man could cast wizard and priest spells was beside the point. He would still fall. "I do not have many spells that are usefull specifically against demons," Therogeon changed the subject, "But what I do have, if it works, would remove the problem entirely." He looked directly into Elric's eyes as the distinct tingle of Ashara's whisper to her husband vibrated in his head. Therogeon counted a five breath before continuing, "If I can't remove it immediately, I'm afraid you and Thornton are going to have to deal with it while I go after the fat man."

He turned and looked out the window. He saw a small bird bank in front of the window before flying off. "In any event I think we should get our preperations complete and head off now. He knows we were watching him, and is likely preparing suprises for us. The sooner we get there, the fewer preperations he has."
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Post  Colin Marcus on Fri Apr 23, 2010 5:23 pm

Elric nodded at Therogeon's explanation. The 'hiding' spell was cast by a wizard, and he lived in a wizard's tower... They KNEW now that he was a priest, but they did NOT know if that was all he was. Elric too had heard stories of Priests who were also accomplished wizards. Part of what confused the origins of 'magic' in his mind... but that was neither here nor there... Therogeon didn't seem concerned by the possiblity, though Elric was a bit concerned if the enemies they saw were the only ones in the broken tower to worry about... or if there was ANOTHER mage running around powerful enough to cast these spells...

It looked like he may be facing a demon. ANOTHER Demon... Well, he hoped it was true what they say... that you can tell the quality of a hero, by the quality of their enemies...
because somehow their enemies only got uglier!

"Very well... you take the fat bald guy, I'll take the six armed engine of destruction." He grinned. Part of him was very nervous about this adventure. Rarely had the Champions been so spread out and taking on such powerful enemies. JUST him and Therogeon against a priest(/mage??) powerful enough to block Ashara's casting, and shatter Therogeon's mirror? Split up even more... if he and Thornton faced off against THAT... Odds were good they would BOTH get pruned...

On the other hand... he could also feel his heart beat a little faster. Six arms... Six weapons... Demon strength and speed... That could be interesting! The most he'd ever trained against was four back when Dekartius was still around... That was a LONG time ago, and he'd never felt comfortable training with 'the demon' Of course he's learned a LOT since meeting him... and they'd fought MORE than their share of demons... and well... He STILL wasn't certain his appraisal was techniquely 'wrong.'

He wasn't sure exactly how good the mirror in Therogeon's tower was working... he looked around a bit hoping that she would see him, having no idea what angle she could see. Could she hear their conversation? Just see them? Sometimes Magic made his head hurt...

One of these days he'd have to take a detailed study of demons... As often and as many as they ran across them, he REALLY should have learned more by now. Perhaps each time they defeated a creature from Hell, he'd hoped it be the last one! A fool's hope perhaps...

Loudly he whispered to Ashara and the elf next to him. "Does anyone know what I'll be dealing with? What exactly that... thing was? Besides the obvious weapons of course. Any other Nasty surprises I should..." and then as the spell effect ended, Therogeon alone heard "... be expecting?" He scowled and shrugged his shoulders for her to hopefully see.

He shook his head a chuckled to the mage. "Five years... and I STILL get caught with that twenty-five word limit. By the way, Ashara sent word... She didn't recognize the priest either."

"OH! And at least a little good news, if Almara hasn't told you yet. Tarpin is back amongst the living, though Kendra was happier where she was..."
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Post  Penelope on Sat Apr 24, 2010 3:46 pm

"Does anyone know what I'll be dealing with? What exactly that... thing was? Besides the obvious weapons of course. Any other Nasty surprises I should..."

Ashara pulled her eyebrows together thoughtfully. She'd never seen, nor read of a six-armed, half snake, half woman demon, but that in itself provided some information... After Kaimelithil, she'd done some extensive reading on the baatezu. Zaebos was...is still...one of that particular race of Lower Planar denizens bent on domination and the promotion of evil. The priestess had read enough to know that the creature she'd seen through Therogeon's mirror was not baatezu, which meant it must be tana'ri... A more unpredictable race from the Abyss, who seemed to feed on terror...

There was a bit she knew about tana'ri, but probably not enough to be of much help. Better to err on the side of caution though! Ashara had already Whispered to her husband three times today and she felt like it might be better to conserve the remaining few she had left in case they may need them later.

"Almara," she began, turning to the wizardess, "would you mind passing some information along for me? Tell them I believe that thing is a type of tana'ri... As such, it will have the ability to Gate in others of its kind and create magical Darkness, though I doubt that would be much of an issue for those two! A bigger problem may lie in their magic resistance. I don't know anything about that specific demon, but if that priest summoned it then he probably would have brought in something that could pose a serious threat to us..."

Ashara couldn't help but grin as she added, "Have Therogeon tell Elric not to toy around with her too much! It might be best to put THAT thing down as quickly as possible!"

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Post  MrPrettyPretty on Sun Apr 25, 2010 9:00 am

The half elf smiled and nodded to Ashara.

"My love?" she sent, "Lady Ashara says it is a tana'ri. It will have the ability to create magical darkness and gate in others of it's kind. It will also have powerfull magical resistance. Be carefull and tell Lord Elric that his wife would be apreciative if he put that thing down fast."

She sighed, she hated being away from Therogeon especially when he was facing a demon and a powerfull priest. She knew she was better placed here at the tower. Here she could keep an eye on things and hopefully help. Still, it was hard watching the father of her unborn child enter into danger.
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Post  MrPrettyPretty on Sun Apr 25, 2010 9:10 am

The wizard nodded his head and turned to Elric, "It is apparently a tana'ri, an evil creature with magic resistance, the ability to create magical darkness, and to gate in others of it's kind."

He smiled, "And Ashara is wondering if you could do her a favor and drop that thing quickly. " He turned back to the mirror that had shattered.

"There are powerfull protections on that ruined tower. We will not be able to teleport directly into the summoning chamber. In fact, I believe that once we enter, we will be on our own. No scrying will be able to penetrate the barrior. Almara and Ashara will not be able to watch us. We should be able to communicate with them, with the rings and your Whispers, but they will not be able to see or come to us. Conversly we will not be able to teleport out if things get too dangerous."

He looked directly into Elric's eyes, "This will be very dangerous. Are you ready or would you like to re-evaluate our strategy."
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Post  Colin Marcus on Sun Apr 25, 2010 9:26 pm

"Tana'ri..." He'd heard the word before, but the name didn't mean anything to him. Magic Resistance... Darkness... Neither of those concerned him much. Granted if Therogeon could simply blast it back to whatever hell it came from, life would be easier... but if HE was dealing with it, then Magic Resistance and Darkness weren't a concern.

However, the ability to bring in friends... That concerned him! Six blades.... Twelve blades.. Eighteen??? how many more? He may be excited to test himself against multiple weapons, but that bordered on the ridiculous. Ashara was right... This was a foe to end quickly.

Therogeon's other news didn't put him at ease either. Despite the fact that Ashara wasn't by his side... it was still comforting to know she watching over his shoulder. Still, nothing his friend revealed was much of a surprise... As for reevaluating their stratagy?? What was there to reevaluate? Their choices were either A) Continue on as planned. B) Bring Ashara into the Demon's lair with him, or C) forget the whole thing entirely.

He remembered too well the wounds the demon Zaibos inflicted on his wife before they even knew she was pregnant. Seeing the six armed monstrosity that awaited him simply eased his conscience about locking her in the tower.

He shook his head determinedly. "The longer we wait, the more time the priest/mage has to prepare. He didn't expect you to break his shield... I say we hit him as soon as we can!"

"I'll kill the demon as fast as I can... but if the situation's possible, Keep the priest alive." Everyone knew he didn't like killing people, even his enemies. This time however there was an edge to his voice that indicated 'mercy' had nothing to do with his request.

"There are a lot of questions about last nights attack that I wanted answered... and we don't talk to Cyricists anymore after they die." He knew he'd never forget the last time they'd made that attempt. The time he came face to face with a god. The nightmares may have relented over the years, but the memory was burned in his mind.

"I'll try to set a new world record for fastest demon slaying, melamin. Would you like me to bring you back a souvenir?" He tried to say confidently. He hoped the whispers would still work where they were going... He was all too aware of the danger they were about to walk into.
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Post  Penelope on Sun Apr 25, 2010 11:07 pm

Ashara began her reply with a soft chuckle. "Living your memories will be enough, Aratoamin...," she Whispered with a smile that could be distinctly heard in her voice. "I will enjoy dealing out the pummeling they'll soon receive, as if your fists were my own!"

With that Whisper concluded, she reached out to brush her fingers along the image of the half-dragon in the scrying mirror. She had every faith in the abilities of both of these men to come back safely, but considering the caliber of the enemies they'd made over the years, it couldn't hurt to send one more whisper.

This one, a prayer to Lathander on their behalf...

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Post  MrPrettyPretty on Thu Apr 29, 2010 5:19 pm

The wizard nodded, "One of the spells I am going to buff you with will have to wait until we get there. I want to make sure you can fit down the stairs or what ever it is that leads to the summoning chamber."

So saying the wizard reached into a couple pouches and turned toward his friend. The first spell he cast increased Elric's strength to aproximatly that of a storm giant. He immediately cast another spell which give the fighter skin of stone, and thus able to turn aside many physical attacks. It was an expensive spell requiring literally a pinch of diamond dust, but it was worth it. He then turned to Thornton and recast the strength spell increasing the golem's strength to that of a fire giant, and the stone skin spell.

He then turned back to Elric and cast a spell he had never had a chance to cast before, one that would turn a wound on Elric into either minor healing or an attack of magical lightening. As he cast the spell he explained it's use to Elric, "This spell will only activate after you've been hurt. It locks magical lightening into your blood. For a short time after you are wounded and only once in all, you can either use the magic to heal a minor amount or to unleash a magical attack of lightening at everyone around you. This attack is quite powerfull. You will be completely immune to the damage as well as one person you touch at the time of it being released.

He then cast a spell that would give him a barrior of ten feet of protection against creatures of an evil alignment or serving evil, including those of a summoned nature. Finally he cast a spell designed to double everyone's movement and attacks at the drawback of aging them all a year.

"Gather close my friends, " he whispered and as they came near he whispered the final spell, the one that would teleport them instantly to the side of the statue he saw in the ruins of the tower.
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Post  Penelope on Thu Apr 29, 2010 7:46 pm

The three companions appeared next to a ten foot tall, black marble statue carved into the likeness of a lovely middle-aged woman. There is some damage to the statue, but considering the complete annihilation of the tower around it, it can be assumed that there must be some kind of magic protecting or reinforcing the stone.

The tower itself must have been a grand one taking into account the sheer amount of rubble that encircles the area. It once stood upon the natural rock shelf, protected on the West side by a tall cliff, and to the East, overlooking a small green valley nestled between two mountains.

The scenery may not be the first thing they noticed though, as the air around them is filled with a high pitched shrieking, accompanied by the sicking sound of crunching bones and rending flesh. Just to the north, maybe fifty yards away, a twenty-one foot tall hulking monstrosity that looks like some sort of horrific cross between a bison and a human, sits on his haunches. He appears to look much like a minotaur, but with more of a human-like face, hands and feet. It's fur is a sickly yellow color, and it's freakishly large hands are each grasping a huge black wing with golden tips. The great beast is munching contentedly on the front half of what looks like the corpse of a hippogriff. Its panicked mate is flying around, circling and diving at the creature, trying desperately to get its attention, but he is paying her no heed.

When the heroes teleport in, the creature snorts loudly and rises to his splayed feet before hurling the remains of his lunch toward them!


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Post  Eddick the Steady (XIV) on Thu Apr 29, 2010 8:37 pm

Thornton went through the teleport ready for defense, he knew that demons were tough, and so he was planning to defend and draw the attacks while Elric could get in some good hits. When the carcass came flying at them, he dove to the side and started sprinting at the demon. Master had instructed him to be on the defensive, and to use the axe against unnatural creatures like demons and undead. Hearing the word demon a bit before he left made him keep the axe in his hand. The haste helped too.

The golem sprinted as fast as he could go, keeping his axe in front of himself in case something else came at him. Thornton felt quite over his head on this one. But he ran on without fear, even if this was his end, perhaps he might find out what happens after this. Even master did not know, but Thornton was hoping for reincarnation. Maybe next time, he could be a deer.
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Post  Colin Marcus on Thu Apr 29, 2010 9:34 pm

Poised for action, the half dragon was still unprepared for what faced him. Fortunately he didn't need to be. He had spent more hours than he could remember honing his body to react before his more natural senses registered the threat.

Those instincts may well have saved his life that day. Therogeon's too. Though dazed from the magical transport he still barely noticed the mass of blood and feathers flying at them. His hand still on the mages shoulder, instinct took over.

Between his natural reflexes and his unnaturally enhanced speed, he dove and spun horizontally taking Therogeon with him to the ground, as the mangled remains and sharp bones of the monster's 'dinner' spun harmlessly above them. Quickly he got his bearings.

The beast was nothing that he had ever seen before. Thornton had already started charging it. Therogeon and himself were still in one peice. So far so good.

"That... That isn't the snake thing I was expecting..." Elric muttered to Therogeon as they regained their feet.

"Looks like Kaber, Only bigger..." He grinned at the mage. "Actually that's not true... I think you HAVE gotten him NEAR that big before. And the first couple times we fought... I KNOW he FELT that big... At least this is something I have a 'little' experience with!" And with that he chased after Thornton.

The golem had a head start on him, but he still had his magical boots. They would probably get there about the same time.
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Post  Penelope on Thu Apr 29, 2010 10:32 pm

The big brute was annoyed.

He was annoyed that the snake mistress had brought him here, and annoyed that all there was to eat when he got here were a couple of loud, flying creatures, whose feathers stuck between his teeth! NOW his annoying yet tasty meal was interrupted by a few puny bipeds!

His tiny brain processed the situation and he figured to kill two annoyances with one swoop! A massive hand shot into the air, snatching the screeching hippogriff mare and instantly crushing her to death before hurling the lifeless beast toward the speedy plant-man that was closest to him.

With his other hand, he grabbed for a large chunk of tower rubble that lay near his feet.

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Post  Eddick the Steady (XIV) on Fri Apr 30, 2010 1:36 am

Thornton saw the attack coming, and as the broken body was hurtling at him he put up his axe in what he felt was a feeble attempt to block, but the magical axe combined with the magical strength he was given allowed him to cleave the body and not really lose a step on the creature. Thornton was somewhat confused. Master had given him spells before, but nothing like this. This was wholly new. He liked it. He could get used to it.

He continued running toward the beast as it looked at him with a somewhat confused look in its eye as he jumped in the air and heaved down on the axe with all of his might. He cut about a half inch off of the left horn and drove the axe deep into his shoulder. As the beast went to grab him with his left arm, Thornton yanked out the axe with a bit too much force and the axe went backwards nearly as hard as it went forwards, slicing the encircling arm to the bone. Thornton made another attempt at hitting the beast, and realized his luck on the first two hits, as he was still not used to his own strength.

He almost wished that Therogeon and Elric would leave this one to him, but then again, it was probably better to leave these things up to them. They would know the best course of action.
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Post  MrPrettyPretty on Fri Apr 30, 2010 9:52 am

Therogeon was suprised. He had teleported in without a problem and suddenly he was being thrown to the ground. It took him a few seconds to realize that it was Elric who had pulled him down and it was a bloody mess that went flying through the air just above where his head was a second ago.

The wizard stood up and blinked in suprise again at the large creature. He heard Elric say he had "experiance" in dealing with similar creatures. He smiled, Thornton and Elric seemed to almost be racing towards the creature. With the protections on those two they should be able to handle it. It was a chance for Elric to cut loose and release some of that frustration that had been building up inside him. As one of his oldest friends, Therogeon could see the anger inside him.

So Therogeon started looking around. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the creature grab the other hippogriff and use it's dead body as a missle weapon, which was promptly cut in half by Thornton. Yeah, those two would be fine. He needed to find the the way down into the summoning chamber. The creature was obviously summoned to guard the way down so it was possible that the path was near where the creature was. Therogeon headed that way.

As he was getting closer, scanning the area around him and the rubble, his elven ears picked up a sound. It sounded like a cross between a horse and an eagle's cry. There was a distinct sound almost like an echo and Therogeon realized there was two sounds. He followed the sounds and found a nest. Inside the nest was two very young hippogriff's. Their black and gold feathers were dull in color as in young birds but the creatures seemed healthy and strong. The corpses that the demon like thing had thrown was probably the parents. The poor things were orphans. The elf in him absolutely hated the fact that a living creature would die because some demon killed their parents. Once this was over, it seemed Imperesk would get two new additions.

"Almara my love, please see about finding out some information about hippogriff's. Also, could you send someone to retrieve them and bring them back to the tower. Whomever comes must not participate in the fight, they are only to secure the young and get them out. Also, make sure Calim doesn't eat them. Love you." Therogeon sent through his ring. He would wait and protect the foals while Elric and Thornton took care of the demon like thing.
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Post  Colin Marcus on Fri Apr 30, 2010 5:03 pm

Elric leaped high into the air with the aid of his enchanted boots. All the frustration from the last few days was about to be taken out on this thing. He was almost looking forward to breaking it. As his feet left the ground and he surrendered himself to momentum he realized his mistake. The creature saw him and had already replaced the broken hippogriff with another weapon.

Hanging helplessly in the air, Elric steeled himself for the large chunk of rubble he knew would be coming, when he heard the beast cry out in surprised agony. Thornton had just taken a nice gash out of the monsters hide, and had gained it's attention.

Now too close to throw, the great horned beast tried to smash Thornton with the large section of tower it had gripped in it's fist. As it turned it's attack toward the golem, Elric arrived to inform it the mistake of dismissing the mortal warrior.

Speed and fury mixed to become a brutal haze of fists and feet. The beasts hide was thick, and it was faster then the half-dragon had expected, but Elric was faster still. Knees, elbows, throat. This thing may or may not be mortal, but it still responded to the traditional weak spots... Despite it's appearances he had a feeling it was less 'minotaur' and more 'Tanna'ri'. After all, Therogeon... or Ashara, (it got confusing when messages were relayed around by their various means...) had told him the snake woman could summon others 'of her kind'. Obviously this wasn't a snake creature... but it was ALSO obvious they didn't see this when they first scryed the area. THIS they would have noticed!

Besides... with their history, it was probably best to assume ALL their adversaries were demons... Led to less disappointment and more pleasant surprises!

The demon seemed shocked that such small pitiful things were hurting it so badly. He tried to snatch the non-plant one, maybe bite it in half... maybe smash it first... but it was too quick! Every time he came close, it stung him with it's little fists or feet.

What had started out as annoying, was starting to concern the beast. It seemed like every time he was struck, it was starting to hurt more and more! Like a hundred little stings they were starting to add up. And these weren't just little stings! When these bugs hit... it was usually followed by a cracking noise deep in his bones!

For every hit he was able to block or dodge, it seemed like two more followed it. Suddenly with a groan, his right leg failed him. Cursing the snake mistress for summoning him to such a horrid place in a guttural language known only to those from the dark places. As his mighty arms now supported his weight he looked at the bug that had brought him low. An elf?!? or Elf kin... And with a shiny sword on his belt! A sword the bug didn't feel he needed to defeat a Tanna'ri!

Growling with fury he swung his massive head and caught the elf-kin square in the chest with his mighty horns and flung him across the courtyard. A Howl of triumph died in it's throat as he saw the pointy eared thing stand, look at a massive hole in his already burned shirt with disdain and charge.

Silently thanking Therogeon for the stoneskin, Elric raced back to finish the demon. Already he could see the beast trying to regain it's feet, but having felt the knee shatter, the seasoned warrior didn't see that being successful.

Anger and fear boiled out of the warrior as he unleashed on the monster. This was his own kind of therapy. Deep down he was glad that it hadn't been the priest or a wizard in front of him. No moral quandaries... Sometimes it was best to keep things simple. Good, Evil, Threat, Response. Enemies that looked like Enemies and not loved ones... Demon's were good for letting off steam. Each blow landed like the hammers of Dagadar, and by the third one the beast stopped moving.

Elric swung on.
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