The Battle of Icewind Dale, RV, C3
"Test.of Blades?" Melfice asked, his face somewhat pale, as he and Mona followed Drizzt along the path known as Bruenor's Climb. "Yes, and don't worry, you should survive, if I am right." "Excuse me?" Appearing suddenly from the shadows behind a boulder, the auburn haired woman, Catti- Brie, adopted daughter of Bruenor Battlehammer, had raised the question, a hard edge to her voice.
Miles below, under even the deepest of the dwarven mines; three swords rested, set in stone and bound at the dawn of time, to awaken when they were most needed, by the two least likely to need them. Side by side, rested the RenorVelve and Vlos Olplyn, bound together, only to be removed as one. Resting beside them, the Ssin'urn Seriso, its blade glowing a gentle red, slowly awakened, sensing its master close at hand. High above, back on the surface, the sleeping Mona woke with a start.
"What's wrong Mona?" Melfice, sitting awake, looked to his friend, afraid that something might have happened to her. "I saw, in a cavern somewhere, a sword, sitting in the ground, it was glowing," the elven girl said, shaking slightly from the vision. "Don't worry, it was just a dream" Melfice said, moving closer to his friend, smiling warmly, trying to comfort her. "Yeah, I guess" but Mona was unsure.
"WELL!! What news of the Shard?" the demon, Errtu, the master of its level of the Abyss, snapped at its minion, the one sent to find Crenshinibon. "It, it has been found, in the north of Faerun". Thinking its time had come, Errtu set out instantly, heading for the portal between dimensions, easily finding its way to the gateway of a mage. Errtu had once again come to Faerun.
Laughing evilly, Kessel snapped his attention to a mirror set in Cryshal-Tirith's wall, the Shard imparting instantly to its wielder the knowledge of the mighty demon rushing silently towards it, seeking the artifact, as it had for millennia.
"Test.of Blades?" Melfice asked, his face somewhat pale, as he and Mona followed Drizzt along the path known as Bruenor's Climb. "Yes, and don't worry, you should survive, if I am right." "Excuse me?" Appearing suddenly from the shadows behind a boulder, the auburn haired woman, Catti- Brie, adopted daughter of Bruenor Battlehammer, had raised the question, a hard edge to her voice.
Miles below, under even the deepest of the dwarven mines; three swords rested, set in stone and bound at the dawn of time, to awaken when they were most needed, by the two least likely to need them. Side by side, rested the RenorVelve and Vlos Olplyn, bound together, only to be removed as one. Resting beside them, the Ssin'urn Seriso, its blade glowing a gentle red, slowly awakened, sensing its master close at hand. High above, back on the surface, the sleeping Mona woke with a start.
"What's wrong Mona?" Melfice, sitting awake, looked to his friend, afraid that something might have happened to her. "I saw, in a cavern somewhere, a sword, sitting in the ground, it was glowing," the elven girl said, shaking slightly from the vision. "Don't worry, it was just a dream" Melfice said, moving closer to his friend, smiling warmly, trying to comfort her. "Yeah, I guess" but Mona was unsure.
"WELL!! What news of the Shard?" the demon, Errtu, the master of its level of the Abyss, snapped at its minion, the one sent to find Crenshinibon. "It, it has been found, in the north of Faerun". Thinking its time had come, Errtu set out instantly, heading for the portal between dimensions, easily finding its way to the gateway of a mage. Errtu had once again come to Faerun.
Laughing evilly, Kessel snapped his attention to a mirror set in Cryshal-Tirith's wall, the Shard imparting instantly to its wielder the knowledge of the mighty demon rushing silently towards it, seeking the artifact, as it had for millennia.