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<[DM]_Hatter> The sun rises overtop of the wooden fortress giving light to the island as well as a long shadow that covers the party. From the outside, it would seem like a last stand fortress that was placed against an overwhelming enemy. Groans and scratching at the main gate was heard from everywhere on the island with shouting "Aye! Get those bastards! We have to hold this spot or we be damned to the hells!" followed by loud blasts and the sounds of a tiring struggle from the inside of the fort.
* [PC]_Lystos watches as Cyenen's wolf form comes ashore. He waits for her to catch up to him, then turns to Alecs. "Shall we?"
* [PC]_Alecs begins violently shaking herself dry once on land, much like a small dog might. When she hears the the cry, she begins to scamper towards the hold, "Zombies, you guys! I bet it's zombies! Ooo...I hope they're wearing rags. Quick, quick!"
* [PC]_Cyenen stands on her hind legs and shifts, appearing in her elf form beside Lystos
* [PC]_Lystos follows behind Alecs, out of earshot. He turns to the elf next to him. "Cyenen, you wished to speak to me before... What troubles you?"
* [PC]_Alecs continues rushing towards the fortress. The sounds are coming from inside, right?
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Oh.. Yes.." *looks down* "Lystos. You understand my past. You understand that for my entire life, I have been alone. Ever since our adventures began at the Cotswald Port.. I began to travel with other people again. We have lost two of those people. I do not think I could survive if we lost another."
* [PC]_Lystos looks at her as the two slowly approach Alecs. "...And we will not lose another, if I have anything to say about it. Our herd has thinned, but if we remain steadfast and vigilant, I believe that we will not only survive, but thrive."
* [PC]_Alecs begins to pound upon the gate, calling out in her high pitched voice, "Heroes! Heroes are here! Quickly open the door please!"
* [PC]_Lystos smiles at her and pats her arm. "Do not worry. We will live to see many days ahead." He looks to the halfling by the door. "She seems in a hurry. Shall we oblige her?"
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs "I cannot bear to lose another Lystos. If I do.. I do not think I will ever allow myself an adventure again. It we have been through much, You and I. I cannot lose another Adonis, another Lunos. My heart is heavy with this..."
<[DM]_Hatter> A thick accent and a rough tone comes from the inside "AYE! We will not fall for that ol' trick again silly zombies! You shall not win this room even if we 'ave to hold this room for another thousand years!!"
* [PC]_Alecs ineffectively kicks at the door, anxious to see what's waiting inside. When she hears the man inside, she squeals in delight, "Zombies! Pretty, pretty please let us inside!"
* [PC]_Lystos looks to Cyenen with a sense of urgency. "We will speak more on this later. It appears as if there are more pressing matters at hand." He waves at Cyenen to follow as he runs to meet Alecs.
* [PC]_Cyenen nods to Lystos and moves toward the gate "Aaye!!!(Hail!!!) Open the gates sir! We do not play tricks with your mind!"
<[DM]_Hatter> The man on the otherside paused for a moment "Bloody elven? A BLOODY ELF IN IRONHOLD?! Did the King of Halstenia finally send some damned reinforcements?!" another voice of a rough female speaks "Halstenia sending reinforcements after a few thousand years... Hah... Took them all too long, we be down to thirty of us and a few thousand of them..."
* [PC]_Alecs casts ghost sound within the hold, using the magic to sound like a gruff and gravelly old man, "Oh, hey, that sounds like Alecs, master wizard, destroyer of zombies, most beautiful halfling in this or any other land. We should totally open the door for her and give her some food and stuff."
* [PC]_Lystos looks skeptically at the halfling. "You truly believe that will work, don't you?"
* [PC]_Alecs darts her eyes, "What? Hmm? Oh, hey, I think they've heard of me. I bet they'll let us in now!"
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles Softly at Alecs and calls through the gate "Please, sir, let us in. We are here to help, but we cannot do that without enterance. I am lady Cyenen Rydari of the realm of Lothlien. Please, it is my word as an elf we mean you no harm!!"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Hmm....Hey, Lystos, think you could toss me over the wall?"
* [PC]_Cyenen looks down and places a hand on Alecs' shoulder "Patience."
* [PC]_Lystos looks at the massive wall. "Hmm... I am strong, but I do not think I am *that* strong."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Easy for an elf to say. You guys have all the time in the world." She looks downhearted at Lystos, "No...? Aww...well, maybe if we had some explosives..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Alecs. Please. You are not helping the situation any by acting this way. Patience my friend.."
* [PC]_Alecs sighs in exasperation, "Fine, fine..." Her feet itch as she continues to hear the sounds of battle from inside the fort.
<[DM]_Hatter> The sound of heavy footsteps and a loud clank comes from the inside as a loud rumbling becomes more apparent "A wizard is not welcome by us but we cannot be picky..." as a loud thunk echoes through "Damnit to the nine hells! JUST PUT YOUR AXE IN ITS HEAD AND LET IT BE DONE! WE DON'T NEED ANOTHER ORNAMENT FOR THE WALL!!"
* [PC]_Lystos is startled a bit from the exclamation. "They sound like they are in quite a bind..."
* [PC]_Alecs pumps her fist into the air so hard her feet leave the ground, "Woohoo!" She begins chanting, readying herself to conjure up a Flaming Sphere as soon as the gate opens, so long as she can see a zombie.
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs in exasperation "Lystos, we have to do something."
<[DM]_Hatter> As the doors slowly open a man speaks "WE DO NOT NEED TO EAT THEM! We have a priest that make the food from her lovely magic!" then another voice speaks out "But zombie flesh is good if you salt it and roast it..." the man replies "It stinks to the heavens when you cook those damn things..."
* [PC]_Alecs has never had zombie flesh before, but even she thinks that doesn't sound too healthy.
* [PC]_Lystos nods to Cyenen and bangs on the door. "We are here to to assist you. If you would have our help, please open the door. Else, we will leave this place."
<[DM]_Hatter> The door's speed picks up allowing the light to enter the main chamber with the twenty five dwarves holding axes, swords and even makeshift clubs apparently extremely tired and zombie bodies littering the room as if battles have never ceased. "Welcome to hell..." the dwarf looks up at them "They sent us.... Two elves and a munchkin... Ignorant Halstenia..."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Lystos, with a look of suprise. "I... I... did not believe there were any dwarves...left.."
* [PC]_Lystos turns to Cyenen. "There are, but only in Bern, to Ostia's south." He narrows his eyes at the lead dwarf. "...and that's half-elf to you."
* [PC]_Alecs sighs and cancels her conjuration, disappointed to see the action already over, "I'm not an elf, and Cyenen is short, but not really a munchkin."
* [PC]_Cyenen taps Alecs' shoulder "Now is not the time for humor little one. Peace. We will encounter battle soon enough."
* [PC]_Alecs shrugs, "It was supposed to be the time for mayhem, so excuse me if I'm a little sour. Soon is such a relative word..." She turns to the dwarf who greeted them, "But yes! Point us to the zombies, please?"
<[DM]_Hatter> The dwarf thunking his double edged axe into the ground leaning on it, the axe being his own height "A small company... What exactly did you come here for? Halstenia sent you?"
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+4 untrained knowledge check
<Dicebot> [PC]_Alecs rolled d20+4 untrained knowledge check --> [ 1d20=4 ]{8}
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+7 knowledge geography
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d20+7 knowledge geography --> [ 1d20=1 ]{8}
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+4
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+4 --> [ 1d20=11 ]{15}
<[DM]_Hatter> Cyenen recalls the knowledge of which Halstenia "was" the elven kingdom that was once promonent and very wealthy, its demise was swift and from the inside but no further details are recalled.
* [PC]_Cyenen relates the information to Lystos and Alecs "Halstenia... it was an elven kingdom.. once a great.. its fall, was from the inside. I am afraid that is all I know."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Oh...well, no, we've never been there before."
<[PC]_Lystos> "Hmm." He wonders. "Perhaps it was part of Bern some time ago." He breaks his contemplation. "Nevermind that, what is the situation, master dwarf?"
<[DM]_Hatter> "For the last few thousand years, we have been fighting the damned undead of our kin and recently, it has gotten much worse with the appearance of a man going through the tunnel on the southern side. Its as if he is generating this bastards from his own hand!"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Wow...why have you been fighting them so long?"
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at lystos and mutters "Makal was right."
<[DM]_Hatter> "We will never allow Ironhold to fall to these bastards! We built this, we blessed this land, we have fought them with our brothern and we will continue to hold this place until we take our dying breath! Now! Are you from Halstenia or our motherland?"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "We have come from Ostia, master dwarf. We were.. prompted to journey here.."
<[DM]_Hatter> "Ostia..? Where the hell is that!?"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Not far, a days sailing."
* [PC]_Lystos tries to clarify. "If you have truly been here for as long as you say, you will not know where that is... It is north of the Talons. Do you know the Talon Mountains?"
<[DM]_Hatter> The dwarf stares at Lystos with a baffled eyes "...What happened to our halls in the south..?"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Master dwarf.. I do not think now is the time! Are you not overrun with the undead?"
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+7 knowledge geography
<Dicebot> [PC]_Lystos rolled d20+7 knowledge geography --> [ 1d20=20 ]{27}
<[DM]_Hatter> The Halls of the Elders were located in present-day Bern, they were built throughout the mountains for mining and as a stronghold for the dwarves. Due to the geographic shifts on the main island, most of the catacombs have collapsed leaving only the Chamber of the Kings accessable. It is currently vacant as it was deemed a haunted place.
* [PC]_Lystos explains to the dwarf. "The southern halls are now... deserted. Crumbled under the weight of the shifting land. Your kind still exist, but your grand halls are no more. I am sorry."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "now is not the time! Are you not overrun with the undead?"
* [PC]_Alecs giggles, "Patience, Cyenen, patience."
<[DM]_Hatter> The dwarf wipes away a tear from his eyes "Meh mother... She must be gone or she be living else-where..." the dwarf looks at Cyenen "They come in waves, they are slow as a turtle and ignorant of the traps they run into. They will not come for another day or so..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "You said there was a man and a tunnel. Are they coming from there?"
<[DM]_Hatter> "Nay, they come up from the damned dungeon. He must be out of bodies to send cause it is taking longer for those bastards to get here than they used to... We are winning this war even if it was at the cost of many of us."
<[PC]_Alecs> "There is a dungeon beneath the fort?"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "This necromancy is an abomination. Master Dwarf, we will do all in our power to stop this, on my word as an elf!"
* [PC]_Lyst is now known as [PC]_Lystos
<[DM]_Hatter> "Aye, there is a dungeon beneath this fort cause this fort is a replacement for the one that a damned dragon named Vallanrus destroyed by mistaking it for a damned throne..." the dwarf grumbles "Word of an elf is like the word of a bard, its always a faerie-tale..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Then...why not simply seal off the dungeon?
<[DM]_Hatter> "If it were THAT simple, we would have done it already! Meh wife is in the dungeon, the silly human bastard took her with him and god knows what could be happening!!" The dwarf's rage comes through clearly "GET YER ASSES DOWN TO THE DUNGEON THROUGH THE SOUTH TUNNEL OR I'LL RIP YER HEARTS OUT WITH MY AXE!! YOU HEAR ME!! GO! SAVE MEH WIFE!!!"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Now you're talking! You want to come with?"
<[DM]_Hatter> The dwarf lifts his axe pointing it at Alecs "LESS WORDS MORE MOVING SHORT LEGS!"
* [PC]_Lystos shakes his head and chuckles. "Shouting will get you nowhere, master dwarf. We will go, but is there anything else that we should know before heading in?"
* [PC]_Alecs seems to think her aren't that short, but shrugs the insult off.
* [PC]_Cyenen nods at the dwarfs outburst and pulls her scimitar from its sheath at her belt. Looking down at Alecs "Would you like a ride, little one?"
* [PC]_Alecs clings to her back, "Well, I wouldn't turn one down."
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles and lets Alecs climb on looking at the dwarf. "We will get back your wife, master dwarf. I give you my word. "Quel marth" (Good luck)
<[DM]_Hatter> "You should know... Hm... That the man has a DAMN glowing stick, likes to kill living things and HAS MY WIFE!!!" the dwarf begins to turn red in the face as another dwarf speaks "He said he was from Eldin, he asked for the source of the undead then this began..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Sounds simple enough. Dibs on the glowy stick. Can you take us to the dungeon?"
* [PC]_Cyenen nods and looks at her party. "It is time to go. We have lingered here too long.."
* [PC]_Lystos clenches a fist. "Damn Eldin. They will truly stop at nothing to burn our country to cinders." He turns to his friends. "Let us go."
<[PC]_Alecs> "They sound...awful...yes. That would be bad, seeing an entire country in..." She licks her lips, "Wait, what were we talking about?"
<[DM]_Hatter> The younger dwarf lets out a heavy sigh "Its the giant hole in the ground in the back of the fortress, if you don't see it then you are blind and ignorant..."
* [PC]_Lystos nods politely to the second dwarf and pulls his cloak tighter around his neck. "To the... hole... in the ground."
<[PC]_Alecs> "No need to be rude...we're the ones venturing down to save your wife while you stay here all nice and cozy." She bounces on Cyenen's back, "To the hole!"
* [PC]_Cyenen tilts her head to the side and looks at Alecs out of the corner of her eye "Do not touch the ears."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Heeyah! To the hole! No ear touching!"
* [PC]_Lystos moves around to the other end of the fortress to see a gaping hole. "Well, unless we come across some other massive fissure or crevice, I believe we have found our entrance."
* [PC]_Cyenen shifts Alecs on her back, and moves forward to the dungeon, following lystos
* [PC]_Alecs takes a look down the hole.
<[DM]_Hatter> The giantic hole in the ground is well illuminated by torches leading straight down with the words of a human speaking a dark forbidden language down in the hole and without warning, an evil aura radiates out of the hole - the aura could be felt by any living being as a cold chill or even a sense of darkness.
<[PC]_Alecs> "Hoo...sounds like he's close."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks To Lystos and Alecs "have courage friends"
* [PC]_Lystos shudders from the sensation. "This is definitely the work of an Eldinian necromancer. I can feel the blackness on the wind."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Aye. I feel the chill of evil in this place. Let us be rid of it , shall we?"
* [PC]_Lystos looks around for a way down into the hole. "Perhaps there is a ladder that we may use. I would prefer not to jump..."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks to Lystos "We may have to jump." She takes Alecs form her back, and sets her down
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Amin nauva auta yeste" (I will go first) *Takes a look into the hole, and walks forward, stepping lightly, into the dark
* [PC]_Lystos looks to the halfling next to him. "Shall we draw straws, or would you prefer I went next?"
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+4 *Balance*
[PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+4 *Balance* --> [ 1d20=11 ]{15}
<[PC]_Alecs> "I can cast feather fall. We need to jump in at the same time though."
* [PC]_Cyenen calls from the tunnel "It is fine! Just tread carefully!!!"
* [PC]_Alecs carefully proceeds down the tunnel then.
* [PC]_Lystos looks quizzically at Alecs. "Jump? I will not jump. I am skilled at keeping my balance." He thinks to himself, "I do hope that I did not jinx myself..."
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+3 balance
[PC]_Alecs rolled d20+3 balance --> [ 1d20=14 ]{17}
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+9 balance
[PC]_Lystos rolled d20+9 balance --> [ 1d20=14 ]{23}
<[DM]_Hatter> Within the well-lit chamber, a large circle with dark symbols is found - one of a darker power than just the ressurecting of corpses. A man stands in the middle of the circle with an evil grin staring at the party that entered "You are too late to stop me! YOU ARE ALL TOO LATE TO STOP THE HEIR OF ELDIN'S TRANSFORMATION!" the voice begins to turn cold as the air within the chamber grows colder with the dwarf's wife lying on the table bound to it.
* [PC]_Cyenen pulls her bow off of her back and aims it at the necromancer "You will not harm that dwarf!"
* [PC]_Alecs casts mage armor and shield upon herself.
* [PC]_Lystos draws his bow, knocks an arrow, and aims at the necromancer. "Have comfort in the breaths you take now, Eldin scum, for they will be your last..."
[PC]_Alecs bites her upper lip, wanting to hurry along with it.
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+3
[PC]_Alecs rolled d20+3 *Initiative*--> [ 1d20=15 ]{18}
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+4
[PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+4 *Initiative*--> [ 1d20=3 ]{7}
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+4 initiative
[PC]_Lystos rolled d20+4 initiative --> [ 1d20=13 ]{17}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+4
[DM]_Hatter rolled d20+4 --> [ 1d20=14 ]{18}
* [PC]_Alecs remembers the necromancer saying it is too late to stop the transformation, so when she casts Glitterdust, she includes the dwarf woman in the blast. If she doesn't transform, no harm, but better safe than sorry.
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+5 Will Save
[DM]_Hatter rolled d20+5 Will Save --> [ 1d20=20 ]{25}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+1 Will Save (Dwarf)
[DM]_Hatter rolled d20+1 Will Save (Dwarf) --> [ 1d20=2 ]{3}
<[DM]_Hatter> The necromancer begins mumbling in a low tone with his hands moving in strange ways as a darkening portal opened in the ground at his feet, rising from the pits of the portal - a Hellhound pulls itself out from the portal and the necromancer's attention returns to the dwarf on the table.
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+11 arcana check, monster knowledge
[PC]_Alecs rolled d20+11 arcana check, monster knowledge --> [ 1d20=7 ]{18}
<[DM]_Hatter> The monster summoned was from a lawful evil person, its qualities are known for its fiery breath and its total immunity to fire.
<[PC]_Alecs> "Gah...why can't they ever drudge stuff up from the icy parts of hell?"
* [PC]_Lystos turns his attention to the hound. He moves a bit to the beast's side and fires a shot from his longbow.
<[PC]_Alecs> "Quick! Before he finishes the spell! Mess up his concentration...violently!!!"
* [PC]_Lystos nods to the party and begins to move to the necromancer's side. He looses an arrow at the dark wizard's neck.
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+10 shoot necro
[PC]_Lystos rolled d20+10 shoot necro --> [ 1d20=15 ]{25}
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d8 damage
[PC]_Lystos rolled d8 damage --> [ 1d8=8 ]{8}
<[DM]_Hatter> The necromancer grasps onto the arrow firmly lodged into the side of his neck screaming with a darkened voice "YOU BASTARD!!"
* [PC]_Cyenen sheaths her bow and her lips curve back from her teeth, dropping to her knees with a snarl. Her form shifts quickly, and she stands as a wolf, facing the hellhound, snarling and snapping her jaws.
* [PC]_Alecs begins shaping fire around her hands, swirling flames playing along her fingertips, before firing a Scorching Ray at the necromancer.
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+6 ranged attack roll
[PC]_Alecs rolled d20+6 ranged attack roll --> [ 1d20=9 ]{15}
<[PC]_Alecs> -r 4d6
[PC]_Alecs rolled 4d6 --> [ 4d6=17 ]{17}
<[DM]_Hatter> The necromancer being put into flames, falls backwards onto the table the female dwarf is bound to. His clothes burning and his life slipping away "You...Shall never... Win..." his body slumps to the floor then face into the ground clearly dead
* [PC]_Alecs blinks, "Ah...woopsie. That was a bit more fiery doom than I was planning on..."
<[DM]_Hatter> The portal immediately vanishes into itself as the necromancer's death was clear. From within the dungeon, a laugh is heard. A dark and heavy laugh as if it were something that was not living nor human.
* [PC]_Lystos knocks another arrow, aiming in the direction of the laugh.
* [PC]_Alecs takes the respite to approach the dwarf, releasing her bindings and checking her health.
<[DM]_Hatter> The back of the necromancer slowly splits open as the skeleton begins to walk on its own, reaching down grabbing up the staff with a jewel on the top of it "You may have killed me but you gave the required sacrifice... My own life instead of hers! You shall perish for your deeds here!"
<[PC]_Lystos> "Shite! We must slay this monstrosity!"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Hate skeletons...they never burn unless you help them along."
* [PC]_Cyenen snarls in her throat at the sight of the bodyless skeleton
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+4 initiative
[PC]_Lystos rolled d20+4 initiative --> [ 1d20=8 ]{12}
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+3 initiative
[PC]_Alecs rolled d20+3 initiative --> [ 1d20=15 ]{18}
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+11 knowledge:arcana, that staff
[PC]_Alecs rolled d20+11 knowledge:arcana, that staff --> [ 1d20=18 ]{29}
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+2 *Initiative*
[PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+2 *Initiative*--> [ 1d20=11 ]{13}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+4
[DM]_Hatter rolled d20+4 *Initiative*--> [ 1d20=16 ]{20}
<[DM]_Hatter> The staff the Lich holds is a regular staff with a jewel on top of it that is the Lich's phylactery. The lich's power is beyond that of mortal and it draws it from its staff.
<[PC]_Alecs> "Uh...guys...he's a...ah.....li..li-li...lich!"
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+11 knowledge:relgion, what's a lich?
[PC]_Alecs rolled d20+11 knowledge:relgion, what's a lich? --> [ 1d20=14 ]{25}
<[DM]_Hatter> A lich is a being of undead created by sacrificing their soul to extend their lives beyond their mortal coil, their phylactery is what keeps them bound to this world and they are beyond the capability of fighting directly without the proper equipment.
<[PC]_Alecs> -r d20+7
[PC]_Alecs rolled d20+7 *Will Save*--> [ 1d20=12 ]{19}
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+3
[PC]_Lystos rolled d20+3 *Will Save*--> [ 1d20=2 ]{5}
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+4
[PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+4 *Will Save*--> [ 1d20=19 ]{23}
<[DM]_Hatter> From the deathly aura, Lystos becomes panicked by the sight of the Lich while the rest of the party becomes shaken by the sight of the Lich.
* [PC]_Lystos , under the effects of the lich's panic-inducing aura, sprints as quickly as he can up the slope which he and the party came down.
<[PC]_Lystos> -r d20+9 balance
[PC]_Lystos rolled d20+9 balance --> [ 1d20=20 ]{29}
<[PC]_Alecs> "Cyenen! I don't think we can fight this thing without a plan. We need to get the staff, but if he touches us we're done for."
* [PC]_Cyenen growls low in her throat and raises herself onto her hind legs in a fluid motion, swinging her bow from her back and knocking an arrow, watching as Lystos runs
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Shoot it."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Cyenen! I'm going to destroy the staff! That bow isn't going to do any good. Try and get close to him, but DON'T let him touch you, okay? Hopefully you can distract him from casting any spells."
* [PC]_Alecs casts grease...on the staff!
<[PC]_Alecs> DC 15 reflex save or it drops
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+4 Reflex
[DM]_Hatter rolled d20+4 Reflex --> [ 1d20=12 ]{16}
* [PC]_Alecs grits her teeth, "Calm down, calm down..."
<[DM]_Hatter> The Lich keeps his hand onto his staff with an evil laugh "Good girl, show some fight before you die!"
* [PC]_Cyenen drops her bow to the floor, and pulls her scimitar from her belt, moving forward and swinging it to disarm the Lich of his staff
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+2 Staff attack AoO
[DM]_Hatter rolled d20+2 Staff attack AoO --> [ 1d20=11 ]{13}
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+4 Reflex
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+4 Reflex --> [ 1d20=10 ]{14}
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+4 *DISARM*
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+4 *DISARM* --> [ 1d20=12 ]{16}
<[DM]_Hatter> The staff drops from his hand with a loud profane word as the scimatar cleaved his boney hand off with another profane "DAMNIT! WITHIN THE MINUTES OF BECOMING AN UNDEAD, MY HAND ALREADY COMES OFF!!!" The Lich walks to his hand nearly ten feet away from the staff lifting it from the ground while attempting to place it back on with grumbling swears "Such living traits stay... The worry of a body part, the fear of being killed by some insolent halfling..." his gazes turns to his staff as his reaction was not apparent on his staff "Oh! DAMNIT!!! MY STAFF!!"
* [PC]_Alecs grins, then hurls a ball of flame towards the staff. The Flaming Sphere bounces along the ground, gaining size like a snowball tumbling down a cliff, until it rolls to a stop on top of the staff, setting wood and grease soaked jewel on fire.
<[PC]_Alecs> -r 2d6 flaming sphere damage
<Dicebot> [PC]_Alecs rolled 2d6 flaming sphere damage --> [ 2d6=7 ]{7}
<[PC]_Alecs> "Cyenen! Keep him away from the staff! He's going to be getting stronger with each passing second, so this is our only chance!"
<[DM]_Hatter> The jewel on the staff begins to flicker violently as the fire begins to put cracks inside of it causing the Lich to scream and kneel down "NO!!! YOU INSOLENT HALFLING!! DO NOT DAMAGE MY LIFE!!"
* [PC]_Cyenen again swings her scimitar this time, aiming for the vertebrae of the lich's neck
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+4
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+4 --> [ 1d20=6 ]{10}
* [PC]_Cyenen moves forward to where the lich is kneeling and swings her scimitar, aiming for his neck
<[PC]_Cyenen> -r d20+4
<Dicebot> [PC]_Cyenen rolled d20+4 --> [ 1d20=17 ]{21}
* [PC]_Cyenen swings above his head, spinning around and missing her target.
<[DM]_Hatter> The lich reaches his hand up at Cyenen with a piercing dark glow within his eye sockets, the hand was one of wretched evil and the power was immense generating from his hand.
<[DM]_Hatter> -r d20+3 Paralyzing Touch
<Dicebot> [DM]_Hatter rolled d20+3 Paralyzing Touch --> [ 1d20=6 ]{9}
<[DM]_Hatter> His hand missing causes him to fall forward on his hands and knees "You will die!! ALL SHALL PERISH TO THE MIGHT OF ELDIN!"
* [PC]_Alecs charges towards the staff, rubbing her hands together as she goes along, "Sure, sure. Well, see ya Mister Lich!" She claps her hands together and a brilliant wave of flame leaps out, engulfing the ball and staff both.
<[PC]_Alecs> -r 2d4+5d4+2 flaming sphere plus burning hands plus grease.
<Dicebot> [PC]_Alecs rolled 2d4+5d4+2 flaming sphere plus burning hands plus grease. --> [ 2d4=5 5d4=15 ]{22}
<[DM]_Hatter> The jewel shatters into thousands of pieces due to the shear heat of the fires and sprays across the room. The Lich screams "NOO!!!!" as his body begins to fall apart leaving on his head, a chattering head with many words to say and evils to tell.
<[PC]_Cyenen> "We shall perish? I doubt it." *Kicks the skull of the lich, sending it flying across the dungeon "I really hate undead scum... what is dead should STAY dead."
<[DM]_Hatter> The skull goes flying across the dungeon smacking into the wall and falling down with a thunk as it landed the following words chattering from its teeth "You ignorant elf, you shall know pain by the hand of Eldin!" the skull was still rearing to fight, it would appear.
* [PC]_Alecs slumps to the ground, exhausted and shaking, "S-scary..." She tries to pull herself together, rising to her feet and finally checking to see if the dwarf is okay.
* [PC]_Cyenen retrieves her bow from where she dropped it, and rushes to the dwarf laying on the table.
* [PC]_Alecs activates her mummified hand, using it to telekinetically lift the skull towards her, "I don't think it's safe to touch it, even if it's like this. Now then...who is Eldin?"
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs "Alecs. Its a country. He is a servant of eldin, enemy of Ostia, and its people." She checks the dwarf for signs of life, her pulse and injuries
<[PC]_Alecs> "Hmm...I've never had a familiar before....I wonder..."
<[DM]_Hatter> The skull glares at Alec with glowing eyes "I will NOT be your servant nor your familiar..."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Alecs "Do not dare, little one. No matter what spell you use, that THING will ALWAYS be evil. Destroy it." She picks the dwarf up off the table and turns from the table, heading up towards the slope
<[PC]_Alecs> "Even if I don't keep it, we should see why information we can pry out of it first. For instance, why do you want to destroy Iron Hold?"
<[DM]_Hatter> The skull turns its gaze away from Alecs "That will be none of your business."
<[PC]_Alecs> "You could use the information as a bargaining chip. A quick death. Otherwise, I think the dogs might enjoy a new chewtoy, the children a new ball..."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at the halfling "We must be quick. Get what information you will." *walks carefully up the slope, carrying the dwarf*
* [PC]_Alecs follows, floating the skull ahead of her.
<[DM]_Hatter> The skull's eyes light up a light blue to indicate fear "No, No, No! That will not be necessary! I do not want death nor do I want to be some mutts playtoy!"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Oh. That was easy. Okay, well, if you would tell us something useful, we might see about it."
* [PC]_Cyenen snarls at the words of the skull. "You will become MY playtoy, if you do not tell us what we wish to know."
* [PC]_Lystos 's terror dissipates, and he finds himself back onboard the ship, soaking wet. "Wuh... How did I... I ran *this* far!?"
<[DM]_Hatter> The skull stares at Alecs "My brother, the king of Eldin wanted a Lich to take over the throne - raise an army of the undead and slay Ostia! HOW IS THAT FOR INFORMATION!?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Okay, not bad. I'm an adventurer though. I like treasure. Shiny treasure. Have any goods stashed away?"
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles at Alecs and mutters to the skull "Wolves happen to LOVE bones you know."
* [PC]_Lystos glances about the deck. Not seeing Makal, he lets out a sigh of relief. "If she saw me, I would never have lived it down." He looks at the crew members staring at him. "...What?" he answers their stares. "Don't just stand there... DO something."
<[DM]_Hatter> The skull sighs "My name is Anverius the Third, Heir to the Eldin throne and overseer of necromancy of Eldin. I 'can' provide information at the cost of my life... That was poorly put..."
* [PC]_Lystos dashes over to the side of the ship and, looking around one more time, dives into the water. He runs back across the beach, towards the hole from whence he came.
<[PC]_Cyenen> "I believe we have another comrade who has a wolf companion somewhere around here. TWO wolves geting a new play thing... hmmm.. tempting, wouldn't you say so Alecs?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Well, now that I think about it, we can't really kill you. Don't want a nasty cleric bringing you back. But, heir sounds nice. Ransoms are very nice."
* [NPC_Anverius does the motion for a light sigh "Damned be me, ransomed by a nasty street midget..."
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles and makes her way into the sunlight, and sees Lystos
<[PC]_Alecs> "Cheer up, Mr. Bones. Most likely, the king isn't going to give a rat's arse about you, and then you get to spend your days in some sort of miserable hell."
* [PC]_Lystos slows his gait as he reaches his friends. He looks at the skull. "I should shatter you into a million tiny pieces, you pathetic excuse for a living being."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Well, Lystos.. he isnt.. LIVING..."
* [PC]_Alecs lowers her voice, "Says the guy who ran away and made the girls fight." She coughs, "Ahem. Something in my throat."
* [PC]_Lystos gives the party a hard stare. "If I wanted insults, I would have stayed at home. Quiet your tongues, lest I do something I regret."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Right, right. We nearly died by the way, this thing was a lich of terrible power. We're okay now though, thanks for asking."
* [PC]_Cyenen walks forward past Lystos, "I was not insulting you friend." She carries the dwarf back to the fort, looking for the dwarf's husband.
* [NPC]_Anverius glares at Lystos "Oh silence your tongue, Ostian. Its already horrid being captive of some half-wit two bit halfing wizard but I'm being ransomed by this little... Well, I cant think of anything else to call you... Also, Being your captive is hell. Anything else would be bliss."
* [PC]_Lystos walks up to Alecs, towering over her small body. He chuckles. "...Midget." He turns and follows Cyenen.
* [PC]_Cyenen looks around for the dwarf they had talked to before
* [PC]_Alecs frowns, but follow Cyenen to find the husband.
<[DM]_Hatter> The dwarf standing at the gate staring at the ocean with a smile "Ironhold... Free..." he sits on the steps of the hold crying with joy "Its finally done... I hear no evil, I hear nothing of the groans of undead... It is finally done..."
* [PC]_Cyenen approaches him slowly, calling softly "Master dwarf. I have your wife."
<[PC]_Alecs> "I thought you had undead problems before this guy showed up."
<[DM]_Hatter> The dwarf shakes his head violently standing up wiping the tears away "The undead... We killed them all and the evil that plagued us was down there for many many years... It took us thousands of years but we finally cleared the last of them out while you dealt with whatever was down there..."
<[DM]_Hatter> He eyes his wife and rushes to Cyenen pulling her down and running inside "Bless you all! Blessings upon thee!!"
* [PC]_Alecs twirls the skull in the air, "Here's your necromancer, by the way. I figure as long as we have him, Eldin or whatever won't dare try again. For now, at least."
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles and turns to Lystos. "We can go tell Makal that her mission is done now... I am sure she will be pleased."
<[DM]_Hatter> The younger dwarf walks out after hearing the words of necromancer and here it is "You have him in custody?!" he stares at the skull "You...pulled his skull out..?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "I dunno. We just got here. I'm not sure things would be over that easily..."
* [PC]_Lystos nods to Cyenen. "She will be overjoyed, I hope." He looks at the skull. I am not sure that we should bring the wizard with us, though."
<[PC]_Alecs> "He transformed himself into a lich. When his phylactery was destroyed, his skull was all that was left, and his soul became trapped inside."
* [NPC]_Anverius glares at the dwarf "This wretched halfling could not have pulled my skull out of my body even if she had the power to do so!" the dwarf jumps back slightly "I see... He is trapped in his own skull..."
* [PC]_Cyenen shrugs to Lystos, and walks back towards the ship
* [PC]_Alecs 's eyes flare up, "Excuse me?! Who do you think you are!? If it wasn't for me, Cyenen would be dead right now and the rest of you soon after. But when you rejoin us, the first thing you do is try to take credit for our work, and the second thing you do is dismiss me as some annoying midget! How dare you!"
* [PC]_Lystos disregards the halfling and gives a nod to the dwarves. "Thank you for your aid, friends. We would not have found the necromancer without you. Can we offer you a ride back to the mainland?"
* [PC]_Cyenen calls over her shoulder "Lystos, Alecs is the real hero here. I owe her my life. She comes along with us. She is now apart of this party. Without her I would surely be dead. Now please, come along. We have finished our work here." Turns around and motions for Alecs to get on her shoulder
* [PC]_Alecs growls deep in her throat.
<[DM]_Hatter> The younger dwarf waves his hand "We will rebuild... We will make our boats again and soon enough venture the world again... We would have died without a cause if you had not taken the generator of our plague out..."
* [PC]_Alecs lets the skull clatter along the ground then storms off from the party and towards the ship.
<[PC]_Lystos> "All in a day's work, my dwarven friend. I wish you the best of luck." He gives the dwarves a small salute and turns to walk back to the ship.
* [NPC]_Anverius lets out a sharp cry "Damnit! You halfling, you wanted treasure and you leave me behind as though I was a toy?!"
* [PC]_Alecs shouts back, her voice cracking, "I don't care! I don't care!!!"
* [PC]_Lystos passes the skull on the ground and bursts into laughter as he walks by.
* [PC]_Cyenen runs to catch Alecs by the arm
* [PC]_Alecs is caught, "What?! I don't want to ride on your dumb shoulder right now!"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Please. Do not take offense. I owe you my life, Alecs. I do not take you lightly."
* [PC]_Alecs chews her lower lip, "Whatever...I just want to be alone again...right now. So leave me alone." She tries to tug her arm away.
* [PC]_Lystos reaches the shore before the other two and turns for a moment to watch the exchange between the halfling and the elf. He smiles broadly before jumping into the water and swimming out to the ship.
* [PC]_Cyenen releases her from her grip stating quietly "As you wish."
* [PC]_Alecs returns to the ship, avoiding all stares, and locks herself in an empty room.
* [PC]_Cyenen turns from the halfling, and heads to the shore, diving into the water, and swims to the ship
* [PC]_Lystos loses his train of thought, remembering Makal.
* [PC]_Cyenen wrings the water from her hair, and sits on the bow of the ship, staring into the water. She calls to the Helmsman "Where are we heading?"
* [PC]_Lystos clambers over the railing of the ship, and heads almost immediately for the lower decks. "Makal?" he calls through the cabin deck.
* [PC]_Alecs is curled up underneath the bed, miserable, wanting off the ship, away from the island.
* [NPC]_Makal slowly climbs down from the crow's nest laughing at Matthias the crewman "You'll fall down if you keep trying to balance yourself on the pole like that and I won't take care of you!" she jumps down from the last couple of steps staring at Cyenen
* [PC]_Cyenen looks up at Makal and smiles "Lystos is looking for you, my dear."
* [PC]_Lystos , unable to find Makal anywhere below decks, returns to the upper deck, scratching his head.
* [NPC]_Makal points at herself "He is looking for me..?"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Yes you." *chuckles and turns back to the water
<[PC]_Lystos> "Where in hellfire did she get to? Makal? Where are you?" he calls.
<[DM]_Hatter> The young dwarf stares at the skull "Your cursing of me is making me sick of you... Go back to where you came!" he rushes kicking the skull at the boat with the skull screaming "You ungreatful bastard! I was educating you!!!"
* [PC]_Cyenen looks out into the water staring at the island and the skull flying through the air "Oh my.. this is not going to be pleasant" She shouts outloud "Watch your heads! we have an abrubt arrival!!!"
<[DM]_Hatter> The skull bounces across the deck landing abruptly on the other side of the deck with a few groans.
* [NPC]_Makal glances at the skull with a confused look "Did...the skull scream..?"
* [PC]_Cyenen rises from her sot at the bow, and walks slowly over to the skull, picking it up. "So. It seems we have you as our captive again"
* [PC]_Lystos sees Makal on the deck, when something bouncing across the deck in front of him catches his eye. "Mak-- what... in... No. It can't be." He scratches his head. "I had no clue that dwarves were that strong..."
* [NPC]_Anverius lets out a few grumbles "Not like I asked for it... Ignorant dwarf didn't want to hear about the wonders of necrophilia..."
* [PC]_Lystos 's eyes widen.
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles softly "So, shall I use you as a chew toy?"
* [NPC]_Makal slowly backs up from Cyenen with a scared look on her face "It talks! It bloody talks!!!"
* [PC]_Cyenen continues to look at the skull but calls to Lystos "Calm her down Lystos."
* [PC]_Lystos moves over to Makal and places a hand on her shoulder.
<[NPC]_Makal> "It...it...it...talks... What the hell is that thing?!"
<[PC]_Lystos> "Yes, my dear, it speaks. This," he points to the skull, "was your mission." He smiles broadly. "It is accomplished with great success."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "So, Shall I send you into the ocean depths, or shall I use you as a chew toy Anverius??"
* [NPC]_Anverius makes the sighing motion "How about you just put me on a high shelf and let me talk to myself?"
<[NPC]_Makal> Her eyes lock onto the skull with a raised eyebrow "My mission...was a talking skull..?"
* [PC]_Cyenen glances to Lystos "Yes. It was accomplished. Lystos took on the Lich singlehandedly and saved us all." Turns from him and takes the skull to the bow to hold it over the water. "So. As I said before, Anverius. Chew toy? Ocean depths? Which one?"
* [NPC]_Makal keeps a raised brow "He... did it singlehanded and got back to the boat in double the time you guys did..." points up to the crow's nest "I was up there... I saw him..."
* [PC]_Lystos retorts to Makal, "Well, it is what remains of your mission." He overhears Cyenen's comment, and tries to play it off. "Now, now, we all did it. Together." He glances around. He is silent. He coughs awkwardly.
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Lystos is a very fast runner. We were too slow for him."
<[DM]_Anverius> Anverius eyes glow yellow for a moment "Chewtoy... Its not like you can break my skull and it is even less likely you'll like the taste of freshly rot hair..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Considering you have NO hair, I doubt that."
<[PC]_Lystos> "Don't be so modest, Cyenen. We... we all... played our parts." He looks at Makal, whom he severely hopes he has not embarassed himself in front of.
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Yes Lystos. You beat the lich, and ran back here as fast as you could to bring the new to Makal. But, we were too slow so you came back to.. congratulate and.. take care of some..err.. Business." She glares softly at Lystos, and lets her words hit their mark
* [PC]_Lystos avoids Cyenen's gaze. "Erm... Makal, I will have to tell you the whole story someday soon."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Yes. Tell of his daring defeat of this horrible monster."
* [PC]_Lystos gives Cyenen a "Please, no more" look
* [NPC]_Makal gives a light smile and nods "You should... Especially the part of why you were running and looking behind you as though something was chasing you..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "He was wondering why we were so slow! I mean, he did beat the lich afterall. The halfling and I were no chance for him..." She looks at the skull in her hands. "Now. Tell me what I need to know, or you become a play thing for the dogs. Or, to be more.. accomodating... the fishes."
* [NPC]_Anverius stares at her with where his eyebrow would be cocked "What is it you wish to know and do you want the rude or polite telling?"
* [PC]_Lystos throws his hands up. "Okay. Fine. Makal, since you have probably already guessed, I was entranced by the lich that we were fighting, and it made me panic. I had no control over my actions, and the next thing I knew, I was back onboard our lovely little vessel. That is the truth.The lich made me do it."
* [PC]_Cyenen looks at Lystos "And what else. You ran, then came back and insulted the person who saved my life. Oh. And not to mention, didnt even bother to do anything afterwards."
* [NPC]_Makal smiles and walks up Lystos hugging him "Atleast you tried to stand up to him..."
* [PC]_Lystos looks back. "What? It seemed logical at the time..." he wanders off into his sentence.
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Insults are NEVER logical."
* [PC]_Lystos is surprised by Makal's hug, but hugs her back, with a smile.
<[PC]_Lystos> "Not necessarily. This is a discussion for another time, though..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "One of your comrades owes Alecs their life, and you insult them. You are a coward." *turns from the hugging couple, and walks back to the upper deck sitting at the prow "Now Anverius. tell me, what I wish to know."
* [NPC]_Makal reaches her hand up behind his head and gives him a hard smack in the back of the head "You insulted the short girl?!"
* [PC]_Lystos flinches. "Ouch! Just once..." He looks away. "I never got to say that I was sorry, either. Which I am!" he attempts to defend himself.
<[NPC]_Anverius rephrases his question from before "What IS it you wish to know?! How am I suppose to know what you want when you don't ask?! It is rude to question someone when they don't even know the question at hand!"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Well, give me details of this "army" you are trying to raise, and everything you know about Eldin. And considering, I can drop you off the ship with the flick of my wrist, I would be careful to give me the POLITE telling." She looks over her shoulder at Lystos "ARE you sorry? It seemed you were content to gloat when you left the island. Smiling like you had won a battle!!!"
* [NPC]_Anverius makes a grinding noise with his teeth some "My brother wanted me to turn what dwarven undead there was into a single unified army to strike Ostia from their port which is the least defended. Eldin wanted to hold them in the temple of Bahamut's basement until the attack was ready.
* [NPC]_Makal slowly backs away from Lystos with her eyes on him with a snarl "You... insulted... Alecs... For no reason?!"
* [PC]_Lystos turns to Makal. "No! Nononono! She insulted me, so my first response was to return it! It was wrong, I know. I am truthfully sorry, but I never got the chance to say so. From the bottom of my heart, I swear it is the truth," he says, earnestly looking between the two scorned women.
<[PC]_Cyenen> "She wasnt insulting you! And neither was I! Yet you accuse us of doing so instead of apologizing for running away from battle like a scared DOG!"
* [NPC]_Makal 's arms begin to buldge out slightly as she looks on Lystos "Go... Find her... Apologize..." her tone was turning into a deep and angry younger dragon voice "You... do it... NOW!" her hand grabs onto an oar sitting against the mast with her eyes on Lystos.
* [PC]_Lystos steps up to Cyenen. "SCARED DOG?! I swear if you... if you..." his speech slows to a crawl as he takes notice of Makal. "Ooooh my... I had better... go... downstairs," he says as he points to the rear of the ship and begins walking."...to apologize!" he shouts back.
* [PC]_Cyenen rises from her spot and walks slowly toward Makal, looking at Lystos. "And you came back here, trying to play it off as if YOU were the one who defeated the lich. Makal is NO FOOL! ME ME WHAT LYSTOS? I stayed and battled for my life. You ran!"
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs heavily and turns to Makal
* [NPC]_Makal growls deeply swinging the oar against the mast shattering the oar and taking a bit of wood out of the mast "If you don't! You'll find yourself on the receiving end of that!" she yells.
<[DM]_Hatter> As the oar makes contact with the mast, the ship gives a hard jerk causing Matthias to fall off of the crow's nest onto the deck laying there holding his back "Milady... You are cruel..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Makal.. please, be calm. I should not have pushed him.. but i could not let it go unchecked. Lies are naught but deceit.. and I will not have another liar here."
* [PC]_Cyenen sighs again "I should not be so rash with him... It was not his choice."
* [NPC]_Makal goes to the cabin door quickly kicking the simple but heavy wooden door off of its hinges going for the ale quickly grabbing a mug in one hand and lifting the keg in the other walking back out to the deck "I... am going to drink." she goes to the rail setting the keg on the ground and filling her mug up.
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles "Makal. We are going to need more of that brew if you are not careful! "
* [PC]_Lystos scrambles downstairs. "I do not deserve this," he thinks. "I truly do not. That halfling insulted me. I have a right to defend myself, am I wrong? Is it so wrong to stand up?" He sighs heavily as he reaches Alecs' cabin. "Here goes," he says aloud as he knocks on the door. He feels the craft shake a bit and sighs again. "Makal. I hope she forgives me."
* [PC]_Alecs is still underneath the bed, her eyes a little puffy, her mouth full of jerky she filched from the kitchen.
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles again and heads down to grab a mug for herself, returning to Makal. "Shall we then? And you, Anverius. you have proved useful. What should we do with you?"
* [NPC]_Anverius gives Cyenen a puzzled look "Can I have a shelf? A high one or atleast a table..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "for right now, you can have the top of a keg. I do not want you out of my sight." She sets the skull down on top of the keg, and poors herself some of the ale. "Hmm. I dont suppose you can have any of this can you?"
* [NPC]_Anverius chatters his teeth "I cannot have any, I am DEAD."
* [PC]_Lystos , receiving no response from his original knock, knocks again on Alecs' door, and announces himself. "Alecs? Alecs, it's Lystos. I would like to apologize for what I said earlier."
* [PC]_Alecs hears Lystos, "Go away. I don't care about that."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "I was jesting. Obviously your sense of humor died along with your body."
<[PC]_Lystos> "...you don't?" he questions. "What is troubling you, then?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Nothing! I'm perfectly fine, so I don't want to talk to you..."
<[PC]_Lystos> "If you hide from me, Alecs," he spouts, a bit embarrassed, "I do not wish for you to do so. I would like to become friends once again, if you would allow me the pleasure..."
* [PC]_Alecs doesn't answer, instead crawling further back towards the wall, away from the door.
* [PC]_Lystos sits for a moment. When no reply is given, he responds to the silence."Well, then, if you will not come out, I will stay out here and keep you company." He sits on the wooden floor with his back against the wall, next to the door, and begins to speak. "Lovely day, is it not?... Perfect temperature for sailing... Humidity's not bad, either..."
* [PC]_Alecs opens the door, stares at Lystos for a long moment, then takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry for yelling at you, okay. It'll never happen again. So leave me alone..." She began running up to the deck, heading towards the crow's nest.
* [NPC]_Makal continues pouring herself mug after mug downing them within two gulps with her eyes locked onto the water "I swears... Hes... I cant be mad... He has feelings for me..." she downs another mug while pouring another changing her gaze onto the skull "Useless..."
* [NPC]_Anverius turns himself to look at Makal with a glare "Worthless..." was his only remark.
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles at Makal, sipping her ale. "Yes. I believe he does. And you have feelings for him?
* [NPC]_Makal raises a brow at the skull "At least I can walk..." her eyes trail off to Cyenen and sighs "...Its quite apparent what that answer is..."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Yes you do."
* [NPC]_Anverius makes a gasping motion with his jaw "You evil wench, you insult my lack of motor skills! Well, atleast I can tell how I bloody well feel about people!"
* [NPC]_Makal turns directly facing the skull hunkering down to look at him "Ignorant skull, walk away..."
* [NPC]_Anverius makes a small crying noise "You hurt me with your words! You insult my motor function again!"
* [PC]_Cyenen picks up the skull raising it to eye level "One. More. Word. And you will be going over the edge of this boat to rest with the fishes. Understand???" She closes her hand around the lower jaw of Anverius' skull and holds it there, not allowing him to speak. "Will you be silent? Or must I silence you, PERMANENTLY?"
* [NPC]_Makal looks at Cyenen and waves her hand at her "I am amusing myself... He is sensitive and I am going to torture him..."
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles "As you wish Makal." She sets the skull back down the top of the keg, and walks away, to find Lystos, and apologize.
<[NPC]_Anverius> "Ha! You had to get an elf to silence me cause you couldn't!" Anverius laughs.
<[NPC]_Makal> "Heh... You cannot silence me... You don't have hands to silence me with..." she giggles at him.
<[NPC]_Anverius> His jaw drops raising him up alittle "THAT WAS NOT CALLED FOR!" he begins making a crying noise as if he was truly hurt by the words.
* [NPC]_Makal sighs lightly picking skull up and hugging him slightly "I am sorry for insulting you like that... I didn't... mean to..." she falls backwards with the skull rolling next to her head "Too much... ale..."
* [NPC]_Anverius laughs "I have defeated the wretched priestess with my will power and trickery! I have won without a body!"
<[NPC]_Makal> "Silence yourself... I am going to nap and we'll continue this battle..."
* [PC]_Alecs spots the skull, then drags him along with her up to the crow's nest. She sits cross legged away from him, "...hey."
* [NPC]_Anverius looks at the halfling with a cockeyed look with dark blue glowing eyes "Hello, little one." his words were cold to the sound.
<[PC]_Alecs> "You said you knew something about treasure, right?"
<[NPC]_Anverius> "Hm... Its in Eldin... The sacred vault, why for you ask?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Because I want treasure, duh. Can you get it for me?"
<[NPC]_Anverius> "I am a skull, a part of my former self... A single part of my former self... How am I, a skull, going to get treasure?"
* [PC]_Alecs sighs, "I dunno, fine...sorry I asked..." She looks up towards the sky, "You must really hate me, don't you? I did kill you. Twice."
<[NPC]_Anverius> "Hatred is such a strong word..." Anverius sighs "What is wrong with you, halfling?"
* [PC]_Alecs doesn't meet the skull's gaze, "I'm fine...you really don't hate me though?"
<[NPC]_Anverius> "Tell me what is wrong with you and I'll answer your question..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Nothing. I'm just wondering if you wanted to...ah...be my familiar. Or something. I'd treat you pretty good...I'd try..."
<[NPC]_Anverius> "You jest right? A familiar out of a skull..? I can float now that I think about it... Requires somewhat effort but I can..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Really? That's cool...and yeah. We could be friends. I'd get you whatever you wanted, as long as it wasn't something bad. But ah...I'm just asking. You don't have to..."
* [NPC]_Anverius gives a sigh and uses his jaw to move closer to the halfling until he was at her leg "I will do it under the condition that you don't let the damned dogs get me..."
* [PC]_Alecs brightens up a bit, "Okay. So...what's Eldin like?"
<[NPC]_Anverius> "Other than full of sorcerers that have egos and hatred for each other as well as hatred for Ostia? Boring..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Cool. We should go."
<[NPC]_Anverius> "Hm... No, we shouldn't... The man on this boat is from Ostia and the fact that I have failed to raise the army would result in my immediate dispatch from this realm would also raise a flag against going..."
<[PC]_Alecs> "Whatever...where do you want to go then?"
<[NPC]_Anverius> "I want to go... Where you wish to go, you are the mistress now..."
* [PC]_Alecs nods, "Well, okay, when we get off this boat we'll go...ah...somewhere. Doesn't really matter..."
<[NPC]_Anverius> "We could go deal with the other... 'army' being raised in Bern... Ancient Catacombs of the Dwarves, the abandoned one in the mountains. Quite afew warriors from Eldin reside there and there is promise of treasure..."
* [PC]_Alecs perks up, "What? Other army? There's another necromancer?"
<[NPC]_Anverius> "No, No, No... I was the only necromancer amongst the Eldin that was ever successful at controlling undead in large numbers. These are living breathing people and they are practically magic that involves the use of compounds for explosions..."
* [PC]_Alecs brightens up further, "Explosions!?"
<[PC]_Alecs> "Okay, let's go to Bern then." She says, not having a clue what she'll do when she gets there.
* [NPC]_Anverius sighs as he nudges his way closer to Alecs "You want to pick me up? I do not have the will to cause myself to float... Still devastated by the fact I am only skull..."
*****Meanwhile*****
* [PC]_Lystos , still sitting on the floor outside of Alecs' cabin after Alecs herself had gone, hears Cyenen before he sees her and stays put. He brings his eyes to meet hers. "Hello, there. Have you come to berate me some more? Go ahead, I can take it."
* [PC]_Cyenen walks forward through the cabin, and sees Lystos sitting against the wall "Amin hiraetha. Amin nae n'quel ten quena tanya.Ta nae n'amin Tulien..." (I am sorry. I was wrong in saying that.. It was not my place."
<[PC]_Lystos> "Yes, you were wrong. I was truly sorry, and yet you kept hounding me. You continued to push and push until you could find no more words to insult with. I was repentant and you; you were wrong." He looks straight forward at the opposing wall. "...but that does not mean I have hardened my heart. Words are simply that. I forgive you, just as Alecs forgave me."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Amin hiraetha Lystos. It will not happen again. I... I thought you were... I do not know. You have.. *sighs* I was wrong. I should have understood, but.. something in me.. I..." *sits next to him and puts her head in her hands* "I just dont know anymore!"
* [PC]_Lystos puts his arm around Cyenen and pats her shoulderblade. "I understand. What we experienced... it was tough. It was painful and horrifying. Of our original comrades, only we two still stand. It is a disturbing thought." He seemed now to speak almost to himself. "...but, Cyenen," he looks her in the eye. "We will persevere. We will live, we will thrive and we will flourish. We are not required to share their fates. We write our own story, and there are many pages yet to be written." He looses her and stands up. "Do not lose hope." He holds out his hand to her. "You have four good friends." He smiles at her warmly.
* [PC]_Cyenen takes his hand and looks him in the eye. "I will have the bastards that killed Adonis. I cannot let him die without retribution. But.. I am filled with hate Lystos. I cannot.. I do not know what to do.. and even now, I am wracking my brain trying to think of something.. trying to stay focused so the pain does not engulf me. I have to keep going.. to.. make this.. right."
* [PC]_Lystos nods to her. "I understand. And if I can help it, I will be with you when that time comes. But only you will be able to decide the future of Adonis' killer. Whether he lives or dies is up to you. I am here to help you every step of the way, though. And my first recommendation: do not fill yourself with hate."
<[PC]_Lystos> "It is a terrible emotion. It causes only torment for the holder."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "I thought it was changing.. but now.. I do not know if I am capeable of... anything else.."
<[PC]_Lystos> "I know you are. Break free of your hate, and I promise you, you will feel better a million times over. This is a lapse, but you can let go of your rage. Time heals all wounds."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "All I have is time."
* [PC]_Lystos smirks. "Then you will be free of your anger with more haste than you imagine."
* [PC]_Cyenen nods and sighs "I guess so Lystos. I am nearly 250 years old, and you have more wisdom than I do."
* [PC]_Lystos shakes his head. "Wisdom comes from experience, not age." He waves Cyenen to follow him. "Come. I know exactly what will make you feel better."
* [PC]_Cyenen follows Lystos and mutters "If you speak of ale... Selune help me.." he chuckles softly
* [PC]_Lystos leads Cyenen back to the upper deck, looking for the keg of ale. "And what if I do?..." He views the area, and Makal on the floor. "Oh, no... You let her have a go at the triple-brew?"
* [PC]_Cyenen laughs heartily "You think I could stop her??" She
clutches her side and laughs
* [NPC]_Makal grumbles as she rolls over slightly in her drunken sleep "He better have apologized... I'll put him through the mast..." her speech was slightly slurred but coherent enough to let the threat out.
* [PC]_Lystos chuckles as he makes his way over to Makal, who is unconscious. "I had better get her to a bed, before anything else happens." He picks up the girls and carries her downstairs to the cabin deck. "I will be back for my share of ale!"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "You can have ALL the ale!" She chuckles softly and sits on the side of the ship, calmly looking out into the ocean
* [PC]_Lystos places Makal on the bed in the first mate's quarters and turns to leave, and then remembers his routine. He glances down at his tattered cloak, which comes down to only his knees, and looks back to Makal. "...Should I?" he questions himself. He shakes his head a bit. "The things I do..." He removes his cloak once again, and drapes it over the girl. "Damn my foolish heart," he whispers as he turns again to leave.
* [PC]_Cyenen turns from the ocean, and swings her legs back over the side of the boat, walking over to the mast, calling up "Alecs! We are going to have a drink! Care to join us short people?"
* [PC]_Alecs peeks out over the crow's nest, then sits back down. She calls back down, "No thanks!"
* [PC]_Cyenen turns to Lystos, and grabs a mug filling it partially with ale. "Where are we heading Lystos? We have no purpose here anymore.. should we head to the bay?"
* [PC]_Lystos walks across the upper deck, cloak-less. "Now for that ale..." He looks to Cyenen. "I am not sure." He glances up to the crow's nest. "Alecs! Where are we going next?"
* [PC]_Alecs cringes when she hears Lystos, "I don't care where you go!"
* [PC]_Cyenen chuckles and calls up to Alecs "I am afraid you are stuck with us little one! So, where do YOU go?"
* [NPC]_Anverius sighs "Just tell them, like they'll listen to a damn skull..."
* [PC]_Alecs peeks her head out, "I'm going back to that port, and then we can split up, but I'm taking Mr. Bones with me!"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Like I said Alecs! You arent getting rid of us that easily!" She climbs the rigging up to the crows nest, and pulls herself into the basket. "As I said, Alecs Hotfoot. I am not going ANYWHERE, without you. And er.. Mr.Bones... can.. come along too.."
* [PC]_Alecs cringes again, in more pain than before, "Shut up!!!"
* [NPC]_Anverius growls slightly as he begins to float roughly three and a half feet up off of the ground "Alecs..."
* [PC]_Alecs glares at him with watery eyes, "What?!" She scoots away, "Stop it...you don't have to be nice to me anymore. It was really awesome at first and everything, but just leave me alone now..."
<[NPC]_Anverius> "Alecs... Shh... Do not cry, little one... I do not hate you... They are kind enough to allow you to come with them and we have a much to do... Treasure to be had and things to make go away with some 'special' explosions...'"
* [PC]_Lystos sips lightly from his mug, looking out to the dwarven island. "I wonder what they are talking about up there..." he thinks.
* [PC]_Cyenen bends down to meet Alecs' eyes. "I am nice to you, because I WANT to be. It is not a "have to be". You are apart of this party now, whether or not you want to believe it or not. Plus, who else is going to light things on fire when we want to make a fast escape? No one but you, my little friend."
<[PC]_Alecs> "I'm not crying...but really, you guys are nice and I don't want you to..." She buries her face in her knees, "Do you know why I was at that temple? The one that...you know..."
* [PC]_Cyenen puts a hand on Alecs' shoulder. "I am sure you have your reasons Alecs. I am sure you have done some things that you are not proud of.. but we all have. Did you know, that I was banished from my people, becuase I killed on of my kin? Did you know Lystos used to kill people for money?" A person is not judged for their past actions Alecs. A person is judged for what they do in the future to change who they were in the past."
<[PC]_Alecs> "I was living there...I didn't have a home, and they took me in. They were really nice people, and I..." She starts choking on the words, "I blew it up. Because I thought it would be pretty. I didn't want to, I resisted for days and days, and when I did, I made sure no one was inside but...I blew it up."
<[PC]_Cyenen> "Alecs. That is not who you are. You saved my life today. How could someone who saved the life of another be bad? I do not judge you for what you have done, and neither will Lystos. You may have burnt down a building, but you have not taken a life."
<[PC]_Alecs> "I'm not well...I don't think I can control myself. I really, really want to set the sail on fire right now...the only thing that's stopping me is that I used up all my fire magic, well, killing Mr. Bones. But I want to do it so bad..." She stifles a harsh laugh, "A building? It wasn't the first...it's not going to be the last. And I'm not innocent...I have...people have..." She blows snot into her sleeve, "Look! If you stay near me, you're either going to end up hating me or I'll kill you! I don't want you to hate me, and I...I..." She lurches towards Cyenen, burying herself in her lap, crying.
* [PC]_Cyenen holds Alecs close, soothing her and singing softly "Oo ee veh-thehd nah ee ohn-nahd. See boh oo-thahn-nah, Eye oo-ess-tell-ee, ess-tell-ee-akh nahd. (This is not the end...it is the beginning. You cannot falter now. If you don't trust this, trust nothing else.)
* [PC]_Lystos hears elvish singing and looks up at its source. He chuckles. "A beautiful voice."
* [PC]_Alecs cries in great, heaving sobs, her tiny body shaking with the outpouring of emotion. She continues listening to the song, until exhausted, she mercifully drifts off to sleep.
* [PC]_Cyenen holds Alecs to her and climbs down the rigging to the deck, still singing: "Ess-tell-ee-oh hahn, ess-tell-ee-oh hahn, ess-tell-ee-oh, Ess-tell-ee-oh hahn, ess-tell-ee-oh vehl-ehth." (Trust this, trust this, trust, Trust this, trust love.)
* [PC]_Cyenen nods to Lystos, and makes her way to Alecs' cabin, setting her down on the bed and pulling the blanket to cover her, then standing and exiting the room, and closing the door quietly
* [PC]_Lystos returns to looking out over the island with his mug of ale.
* [PC]_Cyenen makes her way back out onto the deck, and stands beside Lystos. "It seems we are to make our way back to port."
* [PC]_Lystos turns to Cyenen. "Ostia? We go back? Why?"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "I dont know. Our little friend will have to tell us in the morning. She seemed to want to go there."
* [PC]_Lystos nods. "It may be a good thing. It will give me a chance to talk to father again; perhaps see a few more friends before we commence our far-flung travels again."
* [PC]_Lystos is silent for a moment, then speaks up. "Cyenen, is..." He sighs. "Is Makal still... angry at me for what I said?"
<[PC]_Cyenen> "That is something you will have to talk to her about Lystos."
<[PC]_Lystos> "I wanted to, but she was already... incapacitated before I had a chance. I understand, though. You are correct. Pay this fool no mind."
[PC]_Cyenen> "You have plenty of time my friend. *walks to the side of the deck*
* [PC]_Lystos stares out over the island one more time. "...Plenty of time."
* [PC]_Cyenen turns once again and looks at Lystos softly. "It seems the sea is always calling.. where we travel, I do not know.. but I do know, that it will be met with a raised bow, glimmering sword, and good friends. Who knows what adventures await us. But whatever does, we will be sure to meet it with heads held high." *turns to the helmsman.* "Come! We sail for Ostia!"
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