Andariel's blades sliced the very air as they flung their way towards
Charon and Kitty. Charon lept nimbly out of the way, retreating on all
fours into the corner of the room. Kitty screamed and threw a potion at
Andariel, making her scream in pain and lunge at them again.
"AAAH!" As she tried to run away, Charon tripped over a dead body and fell onto her stomach. "SOMEBODY! HELP!"
The female Lesser Evil flipped Charon into the air with her foot, sending the two girls flying in different directions. Charon crashed into the ceiling and fell to the floor in a big lump; Kitty knocked into an impaling stick and grunted as a rotting corpse slid on top of her.
The sabercat shook her head, and her eyes focused just in time to see Andariel gearing up for another shot.
"AAAAH!"
"By the Lord of Zakarum!"
Dakum appeared out of nowhere and blocked the entire blow. Charon gasped in disbelief.
"You found me!" Charon cheered, jumping onto her feet.
Niro hit Andariel with as many skeletons as he could muster, guzzling down mana potions by the bottle full. Jordan just rushed right in, brandishing an ax. Charon lifted Kitty onto her shoulders and threw potions like nobody's business. Kitty joined in by throwing choking potions, so Andariel was also posioned as well as her victims. Jordan cried out, and Andariel stepped back. He cried out again, and everyone felt a surge of power.
"You will feel the wrath of a barbarian!" he howled, leaping up and shouting nonsense.
He ran straight through Andi's legs. She didn't even flinch.
Sherice cast her fireball. She ran out of mana, and so she went and charged Andariel, driving her staff into the demon's leg. Andariel let out a strange sounding "Reow!" of surprise, caught Sherice by her bottom left claw, and threw her into a wall.
("Um, excuse me?" Author steps out. "Can I have a mini-rant here? Thank you. Now,
I'm pretty sure someone has noticed this. In the original Diablo handbook, Andariel has feet like a piece of wood shaped like a cow's hoof. Is that a concept sketch? It must be; she's dressed semi-decently in that one. Anyway, also in the Expansion set handbook, Andariel has legs like a T-Rex. I think it's close, but I'm not sure it's just it, either. And, if you watch close enough in the game, it looks like Andi has T-Rex feet, but only has one toe! Is that weird? Someone help me clear this up. I'll shut up now, K? Okay. 'Bye-'Bye.")
"One......last.....fireball!!" grunted Sherice.
"SHERICE!" yelled Jordan in fear. Andariel closed in on her. Sherice backed into a corner.
Charon roared and planted her scythe in Andi's back. She screamed and fell to the floor, her legs paralyzed. Charon yanked out her scythe, aimed one more swipe at her neck, and-
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Andariel screamed her death as fire coarsed from her body.
Charon's eyes went wide, the spiraling fire display reminding her of the storm that ripped through her pride that fateful day. She shrieked in fear (in her own language, unintelligle to the humans), grabbed Kitty by the armpits, and hid behind Dakum, who gratefully sheltered her from the fire. It slowly died, leaving nothing but burn marks on the floor and zombies running around with their heads on fire.
Jordan helped Sherice to her feet. He handed her a healing potion, which she guzzled down without a second thought.
"Are you alright?" asked Jordan, holding her arm.
"Yes," she answered, her voice shaking, "I've never seen a barbarian so dependent on his spells."
"I've never met a sorceress who would charge into battle like you did," he marveled.
"Hey, a town portal thing!" Charon examined the swirling blue vortex intensely. "Kitty, it's time to go back to town!"
"Ba doh!" Kitty hugged Charon thankfully and clasped one pudgy hand around her tail.
"Dakum, are you ready to come back?"
Dakum and Niro sorted through the weapons Andariel had dropped. They payed the sabercat no mind.
"Uh." Charon shrugged it off. "Sherice? Jordan? Town?"
Sherice and Jordan also ignored Charon, lost in their own conversation.
Charon looked at Kitty. "Sometimes you just wanna strangle them, don' cha?"
"Ba ba da ba."
"Whatever."
She slipped through the town portal.
WUHWUHWUHWUHWUHWUH!
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"Meeko row pe-rroow, maow pre-rekoo mow treeoo serow! Mee meerow marow meow to krrrrrr meaw re-raow raow!"
Kitty, not knowing sabercat language, just babbled along with the mews and purrs that crossed her ears. "Daba daba daba daba meke tong!"
It was a celebration at the Rogue Camp, one that everyone was sure they would never forget. Ale and mead were drunk by the barrelful; Andariel was dead, and none were left unhappy.
Dakum was particularly having fun by displaying his special talent; drinking Holy Water. Three mercenaries all sat around them, giggling and holding viles of Holy Water in their hands. The paladin raised his vile. "Alright, girls, watch me! This's all going straight down! Lord of Zakarum, give me the power!"
And with that, Dakum guzzled down all of his very sizable bottle.
The mercenaries gasped in surprise, then tried to copy the stunt. They quickly spat the water back out.
"This water is foul!" gagged one.
"It tastes flat, like water from a puddle!" spat another.
Niro was accosted by Sherice, who was taking a bite out of a piece of sweet bread. "Tell me, Niro, what is that you're drinking?"
"Healing potions!"
Sherice raised an eyebrow. "Healing potions? Are you serious?"
"Yep!" Niro took a big swig out of his bottle of red potion. "Keeps me strong and envigarated; keeps me poor as well."
"Why don't you use that money on a wand for yourself?" Sherice placed her free hand on her hip, taking another bite of sweet bread.
"Saving up for a good one. Like a grave wand, or something." Niro took another swig of healing.
Charon yawned and told Kitty, "Well, I'm tired; I have to go to bed soon."
"Me tah," Kitty yawned.
"Today was scary, wasn't it, Kitty?" Charon began to remove the leather straps of her "armor", letting the soft animal hides underneath get some air. "All the blood and the gore and the 'ew'."
"La." Kitty held up her arms.
Charon checked the ring in her pocket. "Still, tomorrow, Dakum said we're going to the desert again!"
"La!" Kitty thrust her tiny arms up even higher.
"Sorry we couldn't find your momma, though." Charon removed the last bit of all the uncomfortable leather she was wearing. "Maybe this 'Diablo' guy has something to do with it-"
"YEEEEEEAAAAAA!"
Charon shrinked and saw what Kitty wanted; she want her breastplate taken off. Several rogues were also staring at the two; as Charon watched, Gheed comically tried to peek over the shoulder's of one of the mercenaries; she snapped him in the nose with her bow, and he fell to the ground knocked cold.
"Eh." Charon quickly pulled off Kitty's breastplate, crown, and amulet. "We need to sleep now, Kitty. Say 'Neeoo rrrooo'."
"Noru!" Kitty snuggled into Charon's lap and began to snore.
"Yeah, I like that. Noru! Zzzzzzzzzz..."
****************
Dakum tiptoed out of his wagon, his armor shed to reveal his white undershirt and his favorite funny undershorts (inscripted with "Eat me!"). He checked the site to see Charon and Kitty, asleep on the grass in just the clothes they came with; Charon wore a stained tan peasant shirt and tight, knee length pants. Kitty wore a long, white shirt with brown, soft leather pants and, still, no shoes.
Dakum took pity on the girls, sleeping outside on the cold ground. He tiptoed to them and tried to lift Kitty off of Charon's lap; the overgrown cougar growled as Kitty's weight was moved. Dakum bid a hasty retreat, but the sabercat had already awoken.
"Huh, reeooski. Dakum?"
"Charon, aren't you cold out here? " Dakum quickly retorted, making sure he did not make himself look like a fool.
"It's warm out tonight," she mumbled, her eyes only half open. "Is's too wet, but is's warm. Is's a lot colder aaa... YAAAAAWWWWWwwnand dryer back home."
"Why don't you bunk with me tonight?" Dakum kneeled down to Charon's level and held her hand/paw. "You can use my favorite funny blanket. My mother knitted 'Don't be a wet me' into it!"
"Mmmnnnemmmeh. Okay."
The kindly paladin helped Charon to her feet, lifting Kitty gently in his strong arms. He led them both to his wagon, where the girls slept comfortably on the hard wood floor.
ACT 2 COMING UP SOON!
"AAAH!" As she tried to run away, Charon tripped over a dead body and fell onto her stomach. "SOMEBODY! HELP!"
The female Lesser Evil flipped Charon into the air with her foot, sending the two girls flying in different directions. Charon crashed into the ceiling and fell to the floor in a big lump; Kitty knocked into an impaling stick and grunted as a rotting corpse slid on top of her.
The sabercat shook her head, and her eyes focused just in time to see Andariel gearing up for another shot.
"AAAAH!"
"By the Lord of Zakarum!"
Dakum appeared out of nowhere and blocked the entire blow. Charon gasped in disbelief.
"You found me!" Charon cheered, jumping onto her feet.
Niro hit Andariel with as many skeletons as he could muster, guzzling down mana potions by the bottle full. Jordan just rushed right in, brandishing an ax. Charon lifted Kitty onto her shoulders and threw potions like nobody's business. Kitty joined in by throwing choking potions, so Andariel was also posioned as well as her victims. Jordan cried out, and Andariel stepped back. He cried out again, and everyone felt a surge of power.
"You will feel the wrath of a barbarian!" he howled, leaping up and shouting nonsense.
He ran straight through Andi's legs. She didn't even flinch.
Sherice cast her fireball. She ran out of mana, and so she went and charged Andariel, driving her staff into the demon's leg. Andariel let out a strange sounding "Reow!" of surprise, caught Sherice by her bottom left claw, and threw her into a wall.
("Um, excuse me?" Author steps out. "Can I have a mini-rant here? Thank you. Now,
I'm pretty sure someone has noticed this. In the original Diablo handbook, Andariel has feet like a piece of wood shaped like a cow's hoof. Is that a concept sketch? It must be; she's dressed semi-decently in that one. Anyway, also in the Expansion set handbook, Andariel has legs like a T-Rex. I think it's close, but I'm not sure it's just it, either. And, if you watch close enough in the game, it looks like Andi has T-Rex feet, but only has one toe! Is that weird? Someone help me clear this up. I'll shut up now, K? Okay. 'Bye-'Bye.")
"One......last.....fireball!!" grunted Sherice.
"SHERICE!" yelled Jordan in fear. Andariel closed in on her. Sherice backed into a corner.
Charon roared and planted her scythe in Andi's back. She screamed and fell to the floor, her legs paralyzed. Charon yanked out her scythe, aimed one more swipe at her neck, and-
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Andariel screamed her death as fire coarsed from her body.
Charon's eyes went wide, the spiraling fire display reminding her of the storm that ripped through her pride that fateful day. She shrieked in fear (in her own language, unintelligle to the humans), grabbed Kitty by the armpits, and hid behind Dakum, who gratefully sheltered her from the fire. It slowly died, leaving nothing but burn marks on the floor and zombies running around with their heads on fire.
Jordan helped Sherice to her feet. He handed her a healing potion, which she guzzled down without a second thought.
"Are you alright?" asked Jordan, holding her arm.
"Yes," she answered, her voice shaking, "I've never seen a barbarian so dependent on his spells."
"I've never met a sorceress who would charge into battle like you did," he marveled.
"Hey, a town portal thing!" Charon examined the swirling blue vortex intensely. "Kitty, it's time to go back to town!"
"Ba doh!" Kitty hugged Charon thankfully and clasped one pudgy hand around her tail.
"Dakum, are you ready to come back?"
Dakum and Niro sorted through the weapons Andariel had dropped. They payed the sabercat no mind.
"Uh." Charon shrugged it off. "Sherice? Jordan? Town?"
Sherice and Jordan also ignored Charon, lost in their own conversation.
Charon looked at Kitty. "Sometimes you just wanna strangle them, don' cha?"
"Ba ba da ba."
"Whatever."
She slipped through the town portal.
WUHWUHWUHWUHWUHWUH!
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"Meeko row pe-rroow, maow pre-rekoo mow treeoo serow! Mee meerow marow meow to krrrrrr meaw re-raow raow!"
Kitty, not knowing sabercat language, just babbled along with the mews and purrs that crossed her ears. "Daba daba daba daba meke tong!"
It was a celebration at the Rogue Camp, one that everyone was sure they would never forget. Ale and mead were drunk by the barrelful; Andariel was dead, and none were left unhappy.
Dakum was particularly having fun by displaying his special talent; drinking Holy Water. Three mercenaries all sat around them, giggling and holding viles of Holy Water in their hands. The paladin raised his vile. "Alright, girls, watch me! This's all going straight down! Lord of Zakarum, give me the power!"
And with that, Dakum guzzled down all of his very sizable bottle.
The mercenaries gasped in surprise, then tried to copy the stunt. They quickly spat the water back out.
"This water is foul!" gagged one.
"It tastes flat, like water from a puddle!" spat another.
Niro was accosted by Sherice, who was taking a bite out of a piece of sweet bread. "Tell me, Niro, what is that you're drinking?"
"Healing potions!"
Sherice raised an eyebrow. "Healing potions? Are you serious?"
"Yep!" Niro took a big swig out of his bottle of red potion. "Keeps me strong and envigarated; keeps me poor as well."
"Why don't you use that money on a wand for yourself?" Sherice placed her free hand on her hip, taking another bite of sweet bread.
"Saving up for a good one. Like a grave wand, or something." Niro took another swig of healing.
Charon yawned and told Kitty, "Well, I'm tired; I have to go to bed soon."
"Me tah," Kitty yawned.
"Today was scary, wasn't it, Kitty?" Charon began to remove the leather straps of her "armor", letting the soft animal hides underneath get some air. "All the blood and the gore and the 'ew'."
"La." Kitty held up her arms.
Charon checked the ring in her pocket. "Still, tomorrow, Dakum said we're going to the desert again!"
"La!" Kitty thrust her tiny arms up even higher.
"Sorry we couldn't find your momma, though." Charon removed the last bit of all the uncomfortable leather she was wearing. "Maybe this 'Diablo' guy has something to do with it-"
"YEEEEEEAAAAAA!"
Charon shrinked and saw what Kitty wanted; she want her breastplate taken off. Several rogues were also staring at the two; as Charon watched, Gheed comically tried to peek over the shoulder's of one of the mercenaries; she snapped him in the nose with her bow, and he fell to the ground knocked cold.
"Eh." Charon quickly pulled off Kitty's breastplate, crown, and amulet. "We need to sleep now, Kitty. Say 'Neeoo rrrooo'."
"Noru!" Kitty snuggled into Charon's lap and began to snore.
"Yeah, I like that. Noru! Zzzzzzzzzz..."
****************
Dakum tiptoed out of his wagon, his armor shed to reveal his white undershirt and his favorite funny undershorts (inscripted with "Eat me!"). He checked the site to see Charon and Kitty, asleep on the grass in just the clothes they came with; Charon wore a stained tan peasant shirt and tight, knee length pants. Kitty wore a long, white shirt with brown, soft leather pants and, still, no shoes.
Dakum took pity on the girls, sleeping outside on the cold ground. He tiptoed to them and tried to lift Kitty off of Charon's lap; the overgrown cougar growled as Kitty's weight was moved. Dakum bid a hasty retreat, but the sabercat had already awoken.
"Huh, reeooski. Dakum?"
"Charon, aren't you cold out here? " Dakum quickly retorted, making sure he did not make himself look like a fool.
"It's warm out tonight," she mumbled, her eyes only half open. "Is's too wet, but is's warm. Is's a lot colder aaa... YAAAAAWWWWWwwnand dryer back home."
"Why don't you bunk with me tonight?" Dakum kneeled down to Charon's level and held her hand/paw. "You can use my favorite funny blanket. My mother knitted 'Don't be a wet me' into it!"
"Mmmnnnemmmeh. Okay."
The kindly paladin helped Charon to her feet, lifting Kitty gently in his strong arms. He led them both to his wagon, where the girls slept comfortably on the hard wood floor.
ACT 2 COMING UP SOON!