By the time Charon had joined the paladin's party, Kitty had INSISTED on
coming. Not even Kashya's mercenaries could keep apart the sabercat and the
"Kitty". They would both break into howling fits, so finally they just gave
in and let Kitty go with Charon. She would not let anyone take her stick,
so Charsi constructed a metal frame to go around the little stick, making
Kitty her very own mace. Kitty really liked it.
On the way to Andariel's catacombs, Charon got herself acquainted with Dakum's party.
"I am Sherice," said the sorceress. Sherice wore a flimsy etherial cap and armed herself with a long staff. She wore nothing on her feet other than her normal sandals, and no gloves on her hands. She struggled with the very large quilted armor she was wearing, waiting for the chance to find a coat that fit. She gripped her staff very tightly, eager and anxious to drive the sharp end into the closest beast.
"I am Jordan," said the barbarian. He wore a skull cap, hard leather armor, heavy glooves and boots, and a light belt. He held in his hands two small axes. He walked proudly and with a certain swagger to his hips. Strangely enough, he kept shooting glances over his shoulder at Sherice; Charon caught him doing it several times a minute.
"My name is Niro," coughed Niro. In one hand he held a severed head, and in the other... absolutely nothing. He had not found a weapon he was happy with yet. He too wore hard leather armor and heavy boots, but he told Charon he hated wearing gloves ("They chafe my skin") and belts ("It's like having a really really really weak snake trying to crush me to death ALL THE TIME"). Niro sniffled and sneezed nearly the entire way to Andariel's catacombs; he said he was allergic to Wendigo fur.
Dakum held in one hand a Holy Water sprinkler and in the other a buckler shield. He wore studded leather armor, heavy boots, Chain gloves, and an expensive Sharkskin belt! He wore a special war cap on his head, which he said was different from a regular cap because "It's cured in blood" (Sherice nearly puked when she heard that).
As they stepped into the Catacombs, Dark Ones rushed at them, howling and hooting with Hell's perversion. Charon got into a battle stance, along with her humans. Kitty climbed onto Charon's shoulders, creating a double warrior. Kitty raised her mace.
"Ready!" said Dakum.
The Dark Ones set in.
"Steady!"
Charon growled in a sudden fury.
"GO! GO! GO!"
Charon let out a battle cry along with her compadres as she leaped into the fray.
Sherice sent a fireball at the nearest shaman, killing him. Niro, the necromancer, shouted orders to his minions as they attacked the largest swarm of Dark Ones. Dakum and Jordan took on the stragglers. Charon darted from here to there, slashing the Dark Ones as they tried to sneak attack her partners from behind, while Kitty became a lot of a lookout.
"KAREY!" she screamed, as a single Tainted came and tried to attack Dakum. Charon spun around on her paw and slashed the Tainted. He grunted, and Dakum finished him off.
Sherice opened a door, and a few ghouls rushed at her. She killed them with her trusty fireball.
"Nice," said Jordan, patting her shoulder.
"Thanks," she answered, turning red.
Charon pushed her way through the two warriors, Kitty following while holding Charon's tail.
"Charon!" Dakum called to the cat. "Stay with us! You and Kitty might get lost."
"I know where to go," she purred.
Dakum stared. "How?"
"I know this way is north," Charon pointed in the direction she was walking. "Only makes sense to go this way."
"Ba ba ba ba." Kitty tapped
They kept going until they had reached the third level. Charon had a ring in her pocket; she had found it after a battle in the pocket of a Dark One. She didn't know what it was specifically, but it looked pretty enough to keep.
Charon walked so fast that, eventually, she lost track of her party entirely. She checked her surroundings, made sure she knew what direction "north" was, and turned to Kitty. "Hey, do you know where we are?"
"No!"
"Okay." Charon, surprisingly, passed a couple of ghouls without trouble. She would look at them, they'd look back, she'd nod hello, they'd nod back, and they'd be done. This kept on for a while, until she came to one particular, to us familiar, room. A ghoul approached her and tapped her shoulder.
"Hey, cat."
Charon jumped, scooping Kitty in her arms. "Wh-wh-what do you want?"
The ghoul dropped a small potion into Charon's hand. "This's for Andariel. She's behind the big door. Could ya bring it to her for me?"
"Uh... why can't you bring it to her, sir?" Charon asked, forgetting that Andariel was the quote-unquote "bad guy".
"I'm a woman."
"Oops!" Charon blushed. "Sorry, you all look alike!"
"No!" Kitty slapped Charon's temple weakly.
The ghoul pushed Charon to Andariel's door. "Just go, cat, and I'll let you out of the dungeon."
"Okay!" Charon pulled open the door and slipped inside, Kitty clomping along behind her. "I'll be back real quick!"
SLAM!
"No you won't," said the ghoul, retreating back to her hobby of sketching the faces of victims into the floor stones.
***
"Hullo!" Charon bounced into the main chamber, a potion in one hand and a struggling toddler in the other. "Miss Andariel? Stop squirming, Kitty!"
"No no!"
"URGH!" Charon lifted the toddler onto her shoulders, squishing her down roughly. "Are you better now?"
"No!"
"Maybe I should've named you 'No'."
Charon heard a thudding noise behind her, and turned her head to see...
Her eyes went wide. Kitty shuddered in fear.
They were face to face with Andariel.
"W-w-well, hello, M-m-m-m-miss And-d-dariel. You look... wonderful t- today," squeaked Charon, her voice getting higher and higher pitched with each word. Andariel growled.
"Pr---preeee---nice lady," shivered Kitty. She was shaking so hard Charon thought she might fall off.
Zombies encircled the young girls.
"Uh... heh heh heh heh heh. Are... uh... these your pride mates?" Charon asked naively.
Andariel rumbled, "They are my minions!" Charon stared at her blades.
"W-w-wow. You kn-kn-know, this p-p-place is nearly on f-f-f-fire. Y-y-you can't be warm in a g-g-g-get up like th-th-th-that."
Andariel roared in anger.
"Shouldn'thavesaidthatShouldn'thavesaidthatShoudn'thavesaidthat!" Both children squealed in fear as they awaited their fate.
Andariel lurched forward, her blades slicing the air as they moved towards them.
On the way to Andariel's catacombs, Charon got herself acquainted with Dakum's party.
"I am Sherice," said the sorceress. Sherice wore a flimsy etherial cap and armed herself with a long staff. She wore nothing on her feet other than her normal sandals, and no gloves on her hands. She struggled with the very large quilted armor she was wearing, waiting for the chance to find a coat that fit. She gripped her staff very tightly, eager and anxious to drive the sharp end into the closest beast.
"I am Jordan," said the barbarian. He wore a skull cap, hard leather armor, heavy glooves and boots, and a light belt. He held in his hands two small axes. He walked proudly and with a certain swagger to his hips. Strangely enough, he kept shooting glances over his shoulder at Sherice; Charon caught him doing it several times a minute.
"My name is Niro," coughed Niro. In one hand he held a severed head, and in the other... absolutely nothing. He had not found a weapon he was happy with yet. He too wore hard leather armor and heavy boots, but he told Charon he hated wearing gloves ("They chafe my skin") and belts ("It's like having a really really really weak snake trying to crush me to death ALL THE TIME"). Niro sniffled and sneezed nearly the entire way to Andariel's catacombs; he said he was allergic to Wendigo fur.
Dakum held in one hand a Holy Water sprinkler and in the other a buckler shield. He wore studded leather armor, heavy boots, Chain gloves, and an expensive Sharkskin belt! He wore a special war cap on his head, which he said was different from a regular cap because "It's cured in blood" (Sherice nearly puked when she heard that).
As they stepped into the Catacombs, Dark Ones rushed at them, howling and hooting with Hell's perversion. Charon got into a battle stance, along with her humans. Kitty climbed onto Charon's shoulders, creating a double warrior. Kitty raised her mace.
"Ready!" said Dakum.
The Dark Ones set in.
"Steady!"
Charon growled in a sudden fury.
"GO! GO! GO!"
Charon let out a battle cry along with her compadres as she leaped into the fray.
Sherice sent a fireball at the nearest shaman, killing him. Niro, the necromancer, shouted orders to his minions as they attacked the largest swarm of Dark Ones. Dakum and Jordan took on the stragglers. Charon darted from here to there, slashing the Dark Ones as they tried to sneak attack her partners from behind, while Kitty became a lot of a lookout.
"KAREY!" she screamed, as a single Tainted came and tried to attack Dakum. Charon spun around on her paw and slashed the Tainted. He grunted, and Dakum finished him off.
Sherice opened a door, and a few ghouls rushed at her. She killed them with her trusty fireball.
"Nice," said Jordan, patting her shoulder.
"Thanks," she answered, turning red.
Charon pushed her way through the two warriors, Kitty following while holding Charon's tail.
"Charon!" Dakum called to the cat. "Stay with us! You and Kitty might get lost."
"I know where to go," she purred.
Dakum stared. "How?"
"I know this way is north," Charon pointed in the direction she was walking. "Only makes sense to go this way."
"Ba ba ba ba." Kitty tapped
They kept going until they had reached the third level. Charon had a ring in her pocket; she had found it after a battle in the pocket of a Dark One. She didn't know what it was specifically, but it looked pretty enough to keep.
Charon walked so fast that, eventually, she lost track of her party entirely. She checked her surroundings, made sure she knew what direction "north" was, and turned to Kitty. "Hey, do you know where we are?"
"No!"
"Okay." Charon, surprisingly, passed a couple of ghouls without trouble. She would look at them, they'd look back, she'd nod hello, they'd nod back, and they'd be done. This kept on for a while, until she came to one particular, to us familiar, room. A ghoul approached her and tapped her shoulder.
"Hey, cat."
Charon jumped, scooping Kitty in her arms. "Wh-wh-what do you want?"
The ghoul dropped a small potion into Charon's hand. "This's for Andariel. She's behind the big door. Could ya bring it to her for me?"
"Uh... why can't you bring it to her, sir?" Charon asked, forgetting that Andariel was the quote-unquote "bad guy".
"I'm a woman."
"Oops!" Charon blushed. "Sorry, you all look alike!"
"No!" Kitty slapped Charon's temple weakly.
The ghoul pushed Charon to Andariel's door. "Just go, cat, and I'll let you out of the dungeon."
"Okay!" Charon pulled open the door and slipped inside, Kitty clomping along behind her. "I'll be back real quick!"
SLAM!
"No you won't," said the ghoul, retreating back to her hobby of sketching the faces of victims into the floor stones.
***
"Hullo!" Charon bounced into the main chamber, a potion in one hand and a struggling toddler in the other. "Miss Andariel? Stop squirming, Kitty!"
"No no!"
"URGH!" Charon lifted the toddler onto her shoulders, squishing her down roughly. "Are you better now?"
"No!"
"Maybe I should've named you 'No'."
Charon heard a thudding noise behind her, and turned her head to see...
Her eyes went wide. Kitty shuddered in fear.
They were face to face with Andariel.
"W-w-well, hello, M-m-m-m-miss And-d-dariel. You look... wonderful t- today," squeaked Charon, her voice getting higher and higher pitched with each word. Andariel growled.
"Pr---preeee---nice lady," shivered Kitty. She was shaking so hard Charon thought she might fall off.
Zombies encircled the young girls.
"Uh... heh heh heh heh heh. Are... uh... these your pride mates?" Charon asked naively.
Andariel rumbled, "They are my minions!" Charon stared at her blades.
"W-w-wow. You kn-kn-know, this p-p-place is nearly on f-f-f-fire. Y-y-you can't be warm in a g-g-g-get up like th-th-th-that."
Andariel roared in anger.
"Shouldn'thavesaidthatShouldn'thavesaidthatShoudn'thavesaidthat!" Both children squealed in fear as they awaited their fate.
Andariel lurched forward, her blades slicing the air as they moved towards them.