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Narrow escape?

 
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DMShoe
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PostPosted: Wed Mar 13, 2002 9:57 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Tarren regained his human form just as the last sonic blast erupted near him, nearly knocking him down, and bringing him to the edge of unconciousness.

The blast seemed to catch Kiibo full-on (a target so big was hard to miss), but the dire bear retained enough strength to fight on. The human girl and the gnome did not look so lucky, though.

Tarren could barely hear, his ears still ringing from the blast. Kiibo was charging the sorcerer - but Tarren could only focus on retrieving a vial and drinking its contents, healing some of his wounds in the process.

When his ears went from dull throbbing to a mere constant ringing, the druid set about taking stock of the situation. He could vaguely hear Kiibo a few dozen feet away, growling and tearing into what was left of the sorcerer.

No doubt the battle would draw some attention, Tarren thought, "unless those half-wit Fire Templites were still trying to figure out how to seal the South Gate. Tarren quaffed another healing potion, his last.

Blast! Kiibo and I wouldn't last thirty seconds against a troupe of Fire Temple guards. Kiibo was sitting now, licking some of his many wounds.

Tarren looked about. It became immediately obvious that these five would have had more than the means to pay. Even bloodied, the shine of their metal armor and glow of their weapons indicated their power. The druid muttered a brief incantation, and was then able to sense the emanations of magic from his fallen foes.

So much to carry -- where do I start? Tarren looked up to Kiibo, still licking red goo off his claws, and thought better of using the wild beast as a pack animal. Glancing back down and around the bodies, he noticed that one of the bags was magical - as was one of the backpacks worn. A brief examination proved his suspicion true: they were extradimensional, and could hold much of this magical gear.

The armor first - that should fetch a nice price, if it wasn't so darned annoying to take off (but easier on the one without an arm). There were many other smaller baubles, but time was beginning to run short. Tarren had spent ten minutes just removing the armor from the corpses. Besides, there were well over sixty gems and at least a thousand coins of gold and platinum.

"Come, Kiibo, let us go." He had enough to last him a lifetime already, though he would likely need to brave a city to liquidate most of it. It was time to leave, and he headed toward the newfound secret door, from whence these intruders had emerged.

But then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a faint blue glow. The hammer. It was still lying there next to the human girl, with an icy blue sheen emanating from it. How could I have forgotten that one, so obviously magical and valuable? He stepped over, and grasped the haft of the warhammer.

The next moments were a blur, but at the same time were frozen in Tarren's memory. He remembered holding the hammer aloft, but then some thing, some entity, came through the hammer, encroaching on his mind. A presence cold, calculating, but simultaneously burning with a desire for revenge.

Tarren didn't remember lifting the hammer up. Didn't remember bringing the full weight of it down on top of the skull tattoo that graced Kiibo's forehead. He didn't remember the strange, confused look that slowly faded with the life from the dire bear's eyes.

He vaguely remembered fire, and the need to destroy it. It was nearby - to the East. He would find the fire, destroy it, or die trying. All the while screaming inside his head to be set free.

-DMShoe

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DMShoe
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PostPosted: Wed Mar 13, 2002 9:57 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

heh.

I rather like this one.

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PostPosted: Wed Mar 13, 2002 11:16 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Man.... all that hard work of his for nothing. Poor Kiibo.

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PostPosted: Thu Mar 14, 2002 7:45 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Hehe... vengence from the gods... or more likely a rather peaved hammer. That's good.

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PostPosted: Thu Mar 14, 2002 11:31 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

gotta hate it when you get stuck with an item intelligent enough to have a purpose, but not intelligent enough to make sure its wielder is capable of seeing that purpose through.

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DMShoe
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PostPosted: Thu Mar 14, 2002 12:01 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Its what happens when you roll a "3" (+7-1=9) on the Will save to avoid being dominated by an intelligent weapon that opposes your alignment.

And who says the hammer's purpose wasn't to simply destroy the druid?

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PostPosted: Thu Mar 14, 2002 12:51 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I'm not saying it wasn't...i'm just saying the odds are pretty small...are you saying it was?
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