Hazardous Times, Chapter XIII- Dangers Abound

[Attalus]

ooc>>Welcome back, Cerek! IC>>

KINN'ZUWANNIK(He is disturbed from his nap by the little orc, who tells him of the arrival of a messenger of the Order. He tells the orc to let the messenger in.)
MESSENGER (He is merely a man-at-arms, and is awestruck by the sight of the great black dragon, coiled lithely in the center of a bowl-shaped depression, The sour reek of acid is everywhere. He swallows his fears and addresses the creature.) "O Kinn'zuwannik, I bear you tidings and a gift from Sir Bors, the Preceptor of the Order of the Radiant Heart of Lathander."

KINN'ZUWANNIK(Smiles to himself, almost purring)"A gift from the noble Sir Bors? I wonder what it could be? Give it to my servant." (The little orc bustles up and takes the carefully wrapped item and unwraps it.) "Careful, you fool! If you damage it, I will torment you for a year before you die. Ah! My pretty!" (His claw shoots out, surprisingly delicately, and clasps the Vase Of Peace of Mind. He gazes at it rapturously, then carefully places it in a pouch, which contains the most important part of his hoard, and hangs it around his neck. To the orc.) "All right, worm, climb aboard my back. Too many know about this place for my peace of mind." (He chuckles at the draconic pun.)"We must be off to my old cave, down at the swamp. This dry air gives my scales the itch."

(The little orc climbs aboard, and the dragon leaves the cave and is instantly airborne, leaving the messenger stunned, without giving his message. Two hours flight time brings them to the Great Enfereneous Swamp, where they slide into a carefully hidden entrance. Bugbears and goblins surround them, and greet the dragon obsequeously. He doffs the pouch as the little orc carefully descends from his back. The dragon then disappears into the cave, bearing the pouch.)

[Attalus]

*The standoff between Sanael and the highwayman is interrupted as a huge gargoyle stumbles onto the scene. He is bearing a halfeaten corpse in his claws, but drops it and heads directly towards the bandit, shreiking hideously.*

[Ar-Cunin]

Sanael Ganahr

Taking advantage of the distraction he fires the arrow which strikes the thief directly in the neck. A brief look of astonishment comes to his eyes before he collapses to the ground (ooc: I hope he wasn't important, Legolas).

He immidiatly dives to his left - taking cover behind a sturdy beech-tree, while trying to pick out any other bandit as well as keeping one eye on the rampaging gargoyle.

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[Attalus]

*The gargoyle seizes the highwayman, and forces his head toward his ravening jaws.*

[Galadria]

ELIZA (She spurs Buttercup towards the crashing noise. Emerging into the clearing, she is horrified to see the gargoyle pulling the stranger's body, she knows not whether alive or dead, toward its gaping jaws. She urges Buttercup onand draws her sword. As she reaches the gargoyle, she plunges the sword into it's side.)

[Attalus]

SIR BLANDAMOUR (Following Eliza on Shaitann, he is slower, and by the time he gets to the clearing, Eliza is already fighting the brute. The gargoyle has dropped the bandit and rounded on her. She is batting at the raking claws with her bloody blade, parrying them from her face. He sees that the gargoyle is already injured, and, snapping his vizor shut, he lowers his lance and spurs the trotting Shaitann into a gallop. The great black horse, seeing the enemy, screams his defiance and plunges forward. At once, they are transformed into a two-ton projectile tipped with the iron of the lance tip.)

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[Galadria]

ELIZA (As she continues to parry the creature's claws, she feels the ground rumble as the mighty war horse Shaitann bears down on their enemy. One claw scratches her face, drawing blood but not injuring her significantly. Finally, the gargoyle, warned by some sixth sense starts to turn and face the newcomer.)

[mistral4543]

OOC>>> Sorry, everyone. I won't have much time to post outside of work when THE TYRANT returns (not to mention another boss is turning out to be an evasive one who shirks responsibility) [img]graemlins/1pissed.gif[/img] . During work, the office is beginning to check up on everyone who's sending printing jobs or visiting sites unrelated to work, so I can't do that for now at least [img]graemlins/crying.gif[/img] [img]graemlins/verysad.gif[/img]

IC>>>
Sorsha

The blade between Legolas and herself a reminder of her own instinctive tension, she eyes the newcomer warily, mentally scanning her list of prepared spells. So far, he looks harmless... but by now she has realised that looks are just what they are and mean nothing.

Feeling the warmth radiating from Legolas, she hopes he is not too unwell at the moment. Yet ~ If need be, I shall die defending him as well as I can...

[mistral4543]

Isaura

The next day, they arrive at the Hall, her own body tingling with anticipation. It seems that the biggest challenge of her life has come and she hopes to prove herself worthy of her goal.

Turning to lady paladin, she whispers ~ "What now, Lady Galadria?"

[Galadria]

OOC>> Sorry about the work,problems, Mistral.. I wish that Lady G could ride into your boss' office and tell him to behave OR ELSE. [img]graemlins/1pissed.gif[/img] IC>>
LADY GALADRIA(She is pleased that her prettty little companion is excited about the event.) (Whispers) "Now, Isaura, you know, or should know, that I know naught of bards' foolings and mummings. Just go out there and give them what you told old Blondin. From what I heard at the tavern, after you went to sleep, there is a lot of discontent and dislike of Jonathan among these troubadours. Get them on your side and they'll be singing your praises in every inn and cafe in Jonathan's realm."