IV Secret in the Menhirs IV
Rouric leaped forward, swinging his axe across the drow's chest. "This is too easy," the dwarf grunted as the drow fell to the ground. He looked over, seeing Storm and Florin having little trouble with the drow they were fighting.
Moving with grace in her steps, Storm slashed her long sword across the face of the drow in front of her, then finished him off as she drove her blade into his midsection.
Florin killed the one remaining dark elf with ease, slashing a deep cut across the drow's throat. The ranger looked over at Storm Silverhand, who began to close her eyes.
Rouric noticed the Bard of Shadowdale standing here. "She must be concentratin on somethin," he yelled over to Florin."
A smile crossed her lips as her eyes were now looking through a small stone that sat on Bowie's amulet. She watched as Bowie's sword deflected the armored drow's bastard sword.
"Rouric, why don't you go help yourself to the gold and items are inside the fortress?" Storm said softly.
Rouric's eyes widened in excitement and he ran inside of the fortress.
"Why would you let him do that?" Florin Falconhand asked Storm curiously.
The Bard of Shadowdale turned to Florin and smiled. "Because the drow who is running this fortress won't be alive much longer."
Raza quickly sidestepped the blades of the two drow who were attacking her. The female drow snapped her weapons forward, the short sword in her left hand slashing downward into one of the male drow's left shoulder. She then slashed the blade in her right hand upward, cutting deeply into the male drow's throat.
The male drow who stood on the opposite side of Raza stabbed his sword into her side. He attempted to stab her once more, but Raza parried the attack with the short sword in her right hand.
The drow female stepped back, watching the other three drow stepping to the side of their comrade. Raza was ready to face death, but then she saw a small rodent run up to her side.
Erilett looked up at the female dark elf, and darted towards the nearest drow soldier. The wolverine jumped, slashing her claws at the drow's knees.. The animal's sharp claws raked hard , ripping the drow's ebony skin. She then moved left, sinking her teeth into the drow's ankle.
The dark elf wiggled his leg, trying to throw the wolverine off of his foot. He could feel the animal's teeth tear through the skin and meat in his leg. He stabbed his short sword down at the wolverine, but Erilett released the bite on the drow's leg fast enough to sidestepped the sword that was coming down at her.
Instead of stabbing the wolverine, the dark elf ended up stabbing his blade through his foot. He howled in pain blood flowed through the wounds in his foot and knee, but then he Erilett climbed up the his arm and her claws rip deeply into the back of his neck.
Standing a few feet from the wolverine, Raza continued to fight against the three remaining drow soldiers. Her blades danced as she continued to slash her twin short swords across the chests of the three soldiers, but missed them. She glanced over at the wolverine, who had just finished the soldier and asked," Where is your human, I wonder."
"Looks like you could use some help," a voice familiar to Raza. All four of the dark elves turned to see the druid running towards them.
Sawyer stopped and looked at the female drow, and smiled, then looked at the two drow and quickly began channeling the energy from the trees.
The two drow the druid was looking at, watched as the human moved his arm in a horizontal arc. From the druid's arm, sprayed several wooden thorns, flying at them with amazing speed.
Raza watched as the druid's spray of thorns fly past her and hit both of the dark elf soldiers.
One of the drow fell dead from the barrage of thorns that pierced his armor and flew into his body, but the other drow who had been hit by Sawyer's thorn spray, was limping over to the druid, ready to attack.
Bowie began to sing an old elven ballad as he dodged the drow warrior's sword as it swung past his chest. The halfling quickly dipped left, and stabbed Vithril forward into Bantanall's side.
The drow warrior felt the small cut from the halfling's blade begin to seep a small trail of blood. He lunged forward, stabbing his bastard sword forward, but the halfling quickly turned right, once again dodging the attack. "Why do my attacks always miss you?" Bantanall screamed in the drow language while he drove his sword into Bowie's side.
The halfling bard felt the drow's blade tare into his skin, he quickly stepped left, continuing to sing as Bantanall swung his blade at his head.
The halfling turned into a right spin behind the drow and stabbed Vithril deep into his foe's shoulder.
Bantanall cried in pain as Bowie yanked his weapon from the drow warrior's back. He quickly stepped back and turned to face Bowie.
But as he was ready to attack the halfling, his felt his feet began drum hard on the ground.
Bowie smiled as he noticed the special enchantment of his sword beginning to affect Bantanall. The halfling watched as the drow dropped his bastard sword, and his body and feet moved in a fury that neither of them could control. Bowie quickly took this chance and repeatedly slashed his short sword hard across the drow's chest and midsection.
The drow screamed as all he could do was dance, while the halfling continued to hack his body with his short sword. The cuts of Bowie's blade grew more painful as the steps of Bantanall's feet moved faster.
"Halfling Devil!" Bantanall screamed as Bowie made the final slash across his already wounded chest, ending the drow's life.
Bowie turned as Bantanall's body dropped to the ground. He looked over at Dorizzen and Daphne, who both lay slumped on the ground. The halfling feared the worst as he walked over to them. "Please be alive," he whispered as he stood over Daphne. He watched as the dryad slowly sat up. Daphne gently placed her hand on his shoulder and leaned up to kiss his cheek.
Bowie felt something come into his mind. Words to the song that needed to be sang.
The halfling reached into his bag, pulling out his silver harp. He quickly plucked a few strings and began to sing...
The halfling's tune filled the air as Sawyer began to feel some newfound strength in his arms. With a sweep of his long sword, he stabbed forward into the midsection of limping drow with the thorns in his body.
As the drow fell to the ground, he watched Raza. She deflecting the sword of the dark elf soldier she was fighting with ease.
The drow soldier looked over at the druid, which gave Raza the opportunity to stab both of her short swords into his chest. The drow soldier made a grunt as he fell to the ground, and Raza quickly pulled her blades from his body.
Erilett sprinted over to her master, wagging her tail. Sawyer looked over, seeing the female drow approach him. He held his long sword forward. "Do you want to finish what we started from the other night?"
Raza smiled as she placed her weapons at her side as she walked up to him. "As much as I'm sure you want to stab me with your blade, I have my cousin to attend to," she said with a grin on her lips, stroking his arms gently.
They turned to see Bowie, standing next to the dryad. The halfling continued to sing his song, while the Daphne stood up and began to dance around the halfling.
Deep within the grove I sing, giving strength to those I love and those I care,
The trees, the grass, the animals, lads, and maidens fare.
My song goes through this sacred grove in finding the sacred stone,
This lady and her man are dying, and they must be taken to their home.
As Bowie continued to sing, the standing stones began to glow in a bright white light. One of the menhirs split itself open, revealing a black circle in its cavity.
Daphne looked over at the portal, then down at Dorizzen. She did not want to leave the drow who had risked his life to help her escape, but she did not have the strength to carry his body. Small tears formed in her cheeks, but then saw a familiar figure walking towards her. "You're the druid," she whispered as the man with dark red hair nod stood over Dorizzen's body.
Sawyer smiled as he bent down and picked up Dorizzen's wounded body. "You can call me Sawyer, now let's get him over to the portal."
Raza stood by Erilett and watched as the druid carried her Dorizzen's body over to the portal. "Farewell cousin," she whispered as Erilett rubbed up against her.
Daphne smiled as she stepped inside the portal. Sawyer waited for a moment, then watched the dryad emerge from the portal, her skin returned to its golden color and her hair as thick and red as it was when they had first met. Daphne gently took Dorizzen's body from Sawyer, than kissed the druid's cheek. " I shall be forever grateful for this," she said softly, then stepped through the portal with the young drow's body in her arms.
Bowie finished his song once Daphne had stepped through the portal, carrying Dorizzen. The menhirs ceased to glow, and the standing stone that contained the portal closed itself back up.
Raza sighed as she walked over to the halfling and the druid, with Erilett walking next to her.
The druid looked over at the halfling placed the harp back into his bag. "Let's get back to Storm's house," Bowie said softly," I have a feeling Storm and Rouric are waiting for us there."