"humans,infedrels,attack,they have no bodies"
"they smell of fear,how dare they enter the lair"
'yes,but the lair of whom,unpretty doom pawn,for follow you're wit to me and you shall soon have no more breathe or sight sent back to hell's domain" Kreth enchanted lightly to himself,as actions against the dias soon took place.
Casting spells Kelidor,and Zea soon had made the structure breakable,yet the masses were swarming towards them,and in the process the ghould had ripped chunks of flesh from casters,while Thea and Kreth took at the first wave.They stood in a circle,as the dias crumbled,after detailed punches,and spells,the effect not making much of hope for the party,when suddenly at the same time,the ground quaked,was this the altar lashing in anger with it's master just beyond the forrow...no!thank the gods,the ground flew apart,and lava screamed into the air,soon creating the advantage they needed,as helpless swarms,were trapped into it,and they stood by the shattered altar just beyond the throws of magma.
The rifts exploded into nonexistance,a shallow quick sprattle,like great magics dying in a vanity of confusion.The Delvin's and Zintrin faught on their own,take part of the circle,in a strange devout act of honor,the namesake of valiance was entuned for these brave warriors,with little more than hope for victory crawling across the soon flooding ground as deformidly as the demons,and ghouls themselves struken with contemplation of the end of their rift magics and a quarry of corpses fizzling into the nary evil's ally flippant mass of lava.
'i must save my last ice spell to ensure a path for us,which must be done soon,the way to the caverns beyond soon shan't find a course"Zea stepped away,her strengths mostly spent,too much magic work,had taken her mind away from the harsh truth that they needed a way to avoid the very death that awaiting cruelly may spill upon the own defenders of ritcheousness's hands.
"we should have thought of this...saints i atone,i pray with thanks and a passage to safety" Kelidor also tired,now using a dagger to stay ghoul strikes,imbued with a shield blessing,it acted as a magical tower blockade.
"Then so be it,we must get away,i fear one spell of recovery is all i ahve,let's be done with this"Trecailheyn listened to Zea's words,as Kreth and Thea however were not so ear deviante sensated.
The two acting like mask and masquerador,or fire and firefall,or theif and fraith caught at blackened clause of magics and fleese of the cairns at an open door,slammed demon after demon,as they spent their own cursed golden staves,effects,to little good.Tersed with wounds,and little for needs that defended them unmaterialy,great fighting was bestowed in the legend of impossibilities,how could this struggle find any other way than the ultimate turn of faith upon fraith honour,and theive's chimera of forgotton valiances that do dance with the art of this girl,stepping in cue each,tearing ,he final word for an open way as finally it was so.There before them all,foes,scattered away,the ice wisps fuaght against disintigration,and the party ran to the cavern,their thundering friends dashing behind as the ice smaked into a chaos of broken magics,evil heat,wayward mists,and crackling vanities.
It had been done!More than a simpleton's sounds of reason from a druken Bard,shouldst this tale be spun,it'd take to show how finely they met the foes.But that was that,now that this place had been flacked,caked,shmaked,and remo memo splatted,they fell upon the darkness's beyond,and no idea of the reprecusions,or what the real rifts were doing,or most importantly what was in fact the way to the surface,or a teleportation arbetor,for a taste of sugar upon the bitterness of their exploration's in this unknown place.
The zombie was neither bemused nor morified as Kreth and Thea lunged for attack,a quick special dome shieling did away with the prosperous idealism that they had granted themselves.But what happened next was even worse.The zombie backing away used a slew of daggers blackened with ethereal energy that ripped into Kreth and Thea,making them stumble back,and unable to use anymagic.The spell was obviousely of a greater power than they were ysed to,and recovering though they did,their next attack was offed by the defensive power that had been entwined with the casting.Thus with nio good to be of it,they looked to the others,and making a desperate plea,within their purified minds,the beasts ripped forth and each attacked the zombie catching it off guard!The results were just what they needed,and as they fuaght spell to sword,and in a few melee's sword to integrated sword,Eiweyes had integrates behinf the foe,and lashed into it with a devestating attack,the last of several strikes that made the party victorious.
"we have taken controll,but i fear this is not the last we'll hear from the prime advesary...the dark lord ..lord Bithrol"Eiweyes claimed,as they stood damged but well within the state of those who could walk away.
"i thank thee...govern Eiweyes,a well thought plan of attack,and we have won,we have destroyed the rifts have we not" Kreth so spoke,Thea not as implied of salutations to the rival chick.
"we shall see...gather,i will planar teleport us to the ground beyond this hell"
Once they had arrived they set camp with their supplies,as the casacde of ditherous colours layde claim to the strange battles ;as wholly as their need for redemption on the issue,had they really done good for their task.
Meanwhile Lord Bithrol,in his placated dungeon chamber,had watched the fight with the greatest of his minnions and fell into a contempt for not having prevented the Elkindark ceremony alltogether.It was true that the theifess and fraith had gone beyond and had undone a great deal of work,but what really burned was the fact that they were able to take control and not fight like frail evil pups,certainly a result,that may have been non present if it were for better planning.Keety saw this in her keeper,and appealed a reamrk,in her sub speaking way.
"mrrrriew...fftf fffft...mrrrriowee" She was stating that though Siants may smile upon the advesary certainly the final battle's toll should end with their deaths,and Bithrol understood,a communion of mascot and mind taking the finesse of the intelligence wisdom of this dark lord to it's boundaries.
"yes...i shall confer with my intentions on a sojourn of sevreal hours,and know then what i will need to end the Gethree's governs challenge and the lives of the damdeble theif and fraith!"with that and the downing of the sepcial liquir the brain paths of Bithrol took a course of ultimatums...what of the end of the rifts...now who shall be summoned to attack Gethree...why did not the creatures fight with greater strength...who are the members of this coy new party of adventurers...how do i control them and their mounts...what shall undo any spell of empowerment they cast,and can i make do with the ones i have to ensure this whim of attack prowess...
The castle stood in the dark night sky,as the campfire lit the pride of the questors,the bane of surrounding magical wards spoke through to Bithrol as the theifess and fraith,parlayed their beleif that the rifta were no more with revelrous dance and game with the monks and others.The next slurp of liquid was the final cast for Bithrol,the cool breeze at a 5th story window as keety jumped upon the sill,curtailed any other thoughts,than revenge...the group watched Eiweyes swirl about nearly as a fairy as the monks played rythems upon simple drums,a ceremony of gratification,yet brewing near Elkindark,the end of this mockery was astoutely awaiting at the minds eye of the evil lord.
"we shall return and be thanked,what else is to be of this"Thea questioned as they lavisdhed in freshly killed boar,and drank a fine wine that unfortunately for Thea was made so alive and tainted by the magics of Eiweyes.
"yes...the world shall never fear this terror upon our land ever again...we are made to believe that all of life suffers from the Abyssal strains of magics,but i say that whence victory is ors so once more the lands are born again,and the truth about the ritcheous reach their hands to touch all who now lay claim to their lives amongst us...the simple farmer the artesian,the pub matron...the governess..I...soon we will take this in earnest and gather a group to end our foes attempt at reign as law of faith and goodness does so need." Eiwyes layde a chattle of preaching as they listened,not nearly as assumed of their next progressive triumph as she.
"so be it,we will fight once more,but there will be a price"Thea said,in a gaullish pattern that was emerging to all as jealousy.
"though i believe that rest and good fortune are the names of this night,i too wish to speak ever so elequently as thyne govern...Thea what thou have taken from life you have only returned with finer love and gold than any such a wild warrior as i can lay claim to,but i wish that if ever we be so told as to march to a vile land and impell death and free the people,that i say this...please never leave my side for together it is that we can only walk the paths of greater quests with life's powers and enemeis deaths at our river of flowing faith in eachother and that which is"
"aye...you have had1 too many drinks my...lo...my frei...great love of my own true course...you shall have this request" Thea stepped over and kissed him,and made Eiweyes know what was to be from that day forth
