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+ Epic III +
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+ Belphanior (14th)^3 level elven fighter/wizard/thief (CN) +
+ Otto 8th/9th level dwarven fighter/thief (CN) +
+ Victoria 11th level female vampiric human fighter (NE) +
+ Helgate's town guards: +
+ Aja 10th level female human priestess of Wee Jas(LN) +
+ Jutokai 7th level human fighter/archer (N) +
+ Kinichi 7th level human ranger (CG) +
+ Razor Charlie 8th level human fighter (CN) +
+ Skektek 8th level human wizard (CN) +
+ Ys 13th level reptilian fighter (N) +
+ Date: 5/6/576 C.Y. (Common Year) +
+ Time: just past midnight +
+ Place: deep within the mines of Helgate +
+ Climate: cold and raining +
+ "Superior weaponry always triumphs over superior numbers." +
+ "Don't underestimate superior numbers." +
+ - classic military debate +
CDLXXIII. Battle With the Palefaces
The adventurers have entered a gigantic underground cavern, only
to be attacked by a dozen short, wiry humanoid monsters.
Belphanior: Stand fast, all of you! They have souls, and therefore
they can die!
Otto: Good, because it's either them or us. (he raises his loaded
crossbow, and fires at a springing foe)
creature#1: (hit in the forehead, it screams and reels, black stuff
oozing from the hole in its shattered forehead) Ghaaa!
Otto: See, they _can_ die.
Kinichi: It's not dead yet.
Jutokai: (fires an arrow into the twitching thing's chest) Not
Belphanior: That's the spirit! (he steps forth, slashing another
creature across the chest) Die!
creature#2: (falls, writhing)
They moved out, forming a crude half-circle around the spellcasters
(Skektek and Aja) as a full melee ensued...
Otto: (drops his crossbow - the weapon staying close at hand thanks
to a recently-installed strap - and draws his sword, slashing in
defense as a foe lunges) Damn, they're fast-
creature#3: (rakes the dwarf with its talons, merely scratching his
chain mail) Gaaaaa!
Otto: (stabs the thing through the shoulder)
creature#3: (bleeds, but continues to flail away wildly) Ghaaaa!
Otto: Shit! (he whips out his barbed dagger and stabs the foe in
Jutokai: (his shortbow knocked aside by a sweeping claw) Damn!
(he ducks another slashing blow, trying to get his shortsword out
of its sheath)
creature#4: (grabs the archer and sinks its deadly fangs into his
creature#5: (groping for Kinichi) Ghaaaaa-
Kinichi: (swings his sword in a mighty overhead arc, splitting the
thing's head, causing chips of bone and gushes of blood to leak
creature#5: (thrashing about, spraying ichor everywhere) GAAAAA!
Kinichi: (propels the foe away with a powerful kick)
creature#6: (utterly unintimidated, it launches itself at Ys) Gha!
Ys: I don't think so. (he swats the thing with his sword, shearing
it cleanly in half)
creature#6: (its separated halves sail away)
Belphanior: (watches the huge sword whiz less than a foot from his
face) Hey, careful!
Ys: Sorry about that. (he catches another foe on his backswing,
lopping off its arm and shoulder)
creature#7: (staggers back, screaming and spraying black slime
Belphanior: (keeping another foe at bay with deft swordplay, he
suddenly lunges forth, stabbing it through one eye)
creature#8: Ghak! (it dies)
Whatever the weird things were, they had life-force, for the elf
felt its power as he absorbed it through his sword. There was
barely time to blink, though, as another of the monsters leapt to
Belphanior: (punches the foe in the neck)
creature#9: (barely fazed, it rakes at the elf with its claws)
Belphanior: (driven back slightly) Argh!
Victoria: (with blindingly fast slashes, she scores again and again
on her attacker)
creature#10: (cut in a dozen places already) Ghaaa! (it swipes
and slashes at the woman, but somehow misses every time)
Victoria: (laughing at the foe)
Razor Charlie: (hurling knives left and right, he stays out of the
melee, but slows several of the foes down significantly with knee
or arm wounds)
creature#2: (staggering to its feet, it takes a thrown knife in the
neck, and gurgles as it falls again) Gaagrglgl...
The warrior-types were sorely pressed, but it paid off, for they
had successfully kept the foes from reaching the spellcasters; now
the latter made it count.
Skektek: Jutokai, Otto - duck! (he lets a lightning bolt rip, and
it darts between and over the two warriors)
creature#11: (blasted at nearly point-blank range by the sizzling
arc of electricity, it is fried on the spot)
creature#12: (becomes the next node in the conduit, burned to a
crisp where it stands)
creature#13: (tries to leap to one side, but is just plain unlucky
as the airborne bolt jumps toward it) Gaaaaa- (it, too, drops
to the ground, smoking and still)
Otto: Yeah! (he guts his foe with his knife, then yanks his sword
out of its shoulder) Gotcha...
Aja: (reaches out with a floating force-hammer of mystical origin,
smashing a random creature across the face, felling it with a
crushed, bleeding cavity where its mouth and nose used to be)
The things were tenacious, and strong, and fairly quick on their
clawed little feet. However, they could and did die just like any
other humanoid foes. Ys was a scaly grey whirlwind of destruction,
bodily tearing creatures away from his allies, sometimes flinging
them against the cavern wall with bonebreaking force. A short time
after it had begun, the battle was over. All of the strange pale
creatures were slain, black blood oozing forth from their corpses.
Jutokai had a fairly serious shoulder injury, and Otto and Kinichi
had minor wounds. The others escaped with only scratches.
Aja: (working healing magic on Jutokai's bloody shoulder) Stop
trying to bind the wound! I can't heal you if you keep doing
Jutokai: (somewhat embarrassed) Sorry.
Victoria: (eyeing the bloody wound, she licks her lips discreetly)
Otto: (checking the things' bodies) Holy smokes - they're melting!
So they were - not quietly at all, either, but with loud hissing
and bubbling noises. The goo formed by the rapidly-decaying bodies
was gray in color, perhaps because it mixed with the blood. This
melting wasn't overly rapid, but it was constant, and after a short
time, all that remained of the foes were a number of shallow, smelly,
smoking pools of nasty slime.
Belphanior: (to her, in a low voice) Were those things alive? I
mean, could you have...?
Victoria: Drained them? I'm not sure. I used my sword, as you
requested. (she smiles) Not that their blood was necessarily
Razor Charlie: (grimaces as he watches the last of the corpses
complete its bizarre self-destruction; he soon begins collecting
his thrown knives)
Skektek: What _were_ those things?
Aja: Demonspawn, perhaps...I've read of fell things which lurk in
the depths of the earth.
Belphanior: Haven't we all?
Ys: They certainly seemed capable of taking miners.
Otto: Yeah...my guess is that they showed up, got hungry, and then
found our mines, and started killing and eating anyone they found.
Kinichi: But they were silent, and quick...that suggests that they
didn't want to alert anyone.
Jutokai: At least not right away.
Victoria: (shaking her head) But where did they come from...and
Belphanior: Good question. (he looks toward the far end of the
cavern, pointing with his freshly-wiped sword) I'd bet that the
tunnel over there, across the way, will help us learn the answer
to that question.
next: more fearsome stuff
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notes: The Braves won NLCS game 1, and I was there! Of course,
by the time you read this, things will have advanced.
Thanks to Matt Hurd for the crossbow-strap idea. Now Otto need
not drop his crossbow every time he draws his sword.
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