Portal to Adventure

Kyle

"Nuts! Anybody who can fly, do it! The rest of you, don't occupy the same patch of ground for long!" I extended my senses, searching both above, then below, hoping for that twinge that would tell me where to strike.
 
Kiai

Making to his position safely, Kiai turned aroudn to see his group, moving aorudn and casting spells. He thoguth to himself, "NO no! Don't bring attention to yoursleves, or yer finished! no no! stay down and away from the village!"

Looking around himself, eh saw tracks right beside him... They seemed ot be footprints ubt where dragged and worn... and foudn one with rotting flesh in it. As his eyes widened, and begun to stand up slowly, with his hand on the hilt of his Katana. Glancing left, he thought he saw sumthign moving fast in a shadow... then glancing right another shadow. Slowly beginning to pull his Katana out, at about 2 inches, he heard a noise right behind him...
 
Bail

Bail sat there with interest but he saw that things were moving too slowly and thought that he needed to throw something else at the group, something to liven up the party so to speak. He closed his eyes and searched around for something suitable and then with a smile he found it, something with a heart so black that he had to bring it here. He concentrated on the creature and tried to conjure it but he before he could he heard in his head, What do you want of me?
I wish for you to help me with a group of adventurers-
I care nothing for adventurers! Leave me be!
But these adventurers are pure good.... think of the meal that you would have of them
There was a silence and then the voice said, You have my interest but I will come there myself and if you try to conjure me again I will feed off of you

Before Bail could say anything the link was broken but he knew that if the vampire got to the village in time things would be very interesting indeed.
 
Neale/Alia

I began the chant to Correlan that would enable me to sense the presence of undead, which would allow me to find the very deadly, immaterial/invisible ones. "Paladin of Tyr! If you sense the approach of any the more powerful ones, use your powers to repel them. Until then, protect the mages from physical assault, while I track down the non-corporeal threats."
 
Sutashi

I could hear the shouts of battle long before the scene was actually within my sight. I shut my eyes tight against the sounds, willing gin'iro to move faster...feeling the fiber of my core ripping with fear for my friends.

And then I lost control...

gin'iro was suddenly whinnying frantically and bucking beneath me. I tried desperately to regain my footing, crying out as I found myself unable to remain on her back...she snorted and screamed and I finally realized what was going on...

I had taken on my full-feline form!

I roared at gin'iro to stay back and hidden, startling her into submission, and went with my instincts towards the din. My feline body, though larger than a typical cat's, was graceful and lithe, and I found the speed I was lacking while on gin'iro. The other animals could not keep up, but continued on behind me, faithful to the cause. I ran my tongue over my canines, reassuring myself that they could be deadly when used in the right capacity and sped on through the brush and into the clearing.
 
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Bail

Bail sat on top of the hill and wondered just what the hell was going on in the village and where the vampire he had called was. He sat on the hill and watched everything with interest and it looked really boring but he knew how to liven things up. He closed his eyes and ordered the undead to attack and smiled when he felt them move towards the group.
 
Kyle

"Already on it, Feywarden! I just hope the wraiths, spectres or whatever don't come out of the ground; they're a right pain in the arse when they do that sort of thing."
 
Valencia

With the other warriors gathered nearby her, forming a small battle-wedge, Val charged into the nearest grouping of undead. These were mere skeletons and zombies, and offered little threat other than the sheer number of them. Also, they utterly lacked the survival instincts that would have caused living enemies to pause and consider a lucrative career in flower-arrangement upon seeing how readily their comrades were falling to the adventurer's blades.

"Watch each other's backs as best you can. Once we draw enough of them to us, we'll fall back, and leave the mages a good target for their fireballs!"
 
Jothal

Just as I completed my flight spell, I realised something just in time, and reached out quickly to tap Kyle's shoulder, granting him the spell in my stead.

"A flight spell" I said to him when he looked at me quizzicly, "in case you need it, not saying you will. I almost forgot about my boots!"

I ordered the air elemental I had summoned to aid in destroying the undead by our more warrior-inclined comrades and then took to the air myself, using my Winged Boots, with Dak flying close beside me.

"Luckily only half of me is afraid of heights" I coughed, thankful that the new flight spell allowed at least a 60 foot reprieve in a fall, and decided it best to keep to that altitude.
 
Kiai

As he finished turning around a Zombie swung at Kiai and sent him flying back a few meters. "Shit that hurt.."Kiai saied as he realized the rest of the undead started moving towards him.

Shaking his head a bit, Kiai stared backing up in a ready stance... "Stay back! Don't make me.." Kiai said as the zombies and skeletons kept advancing forward. Kai stopped in his tracks and dug his foot into the ground. "You asked for it.." he said, and with lightning fast speed Kiai ran at the front line of Zombies.

With a flick of his hand Kiai withdrew his Katana and lundged at the first Zombie. In one swift motion Kiai sliced the zombies leg at knee-point and ith the end of this motion, had sliced the Zombie in half, clear through its midsection.

By instinct alone, and the knowledge of combat racing through his head, his motions we're far ahead of what anyone could plan, as Kiai - immedietly after slicing the last zombie - dashed to the side, and cut the next Zombie's arm off. He then drove his Katana intot he front of the zombie's neck, then lifting his blade up and through the zombie head , letting it's body slump onto the ground.

placing the tip of his Katana on the ground, Kiai ran at the next Zombie slicing the ground, as with one last move cut the last zombie from waist to shoulder.

With a bead of sweat rolling down his forhead, and with deep breaths, he said to himself, "I just had to this alone didn't I!"

Lookign around Kiai wipes the sweat off his forhead, but doesnt see the hands pushing up from underneath the ground...


OOC: Neale, i can't exactly watch anyoens back! hehe or have anyone watching mine. Oh eyah, watcha guys think of that last fight?
 
Kyle

I growled at the approach of the undead, and felt a sudden tingle. "Flight spell," I heard the sorcerer say, the rest was lost as he took to the air.

The elemental he'd called forth was causing some havoc among the mass of once-living creatures, but some were getting too close to the other spellcasters.

Irritably, I literally slapped the head clear off of the closest zombie, and picked up its no-longer animated body to club a skeleton into the ground with. Fun was fun, but I was going to have to draw my sword soon. Oddly, still no twinge of evil from the rocks below. Where were these incorporeal undead?
 
Strahd Tenebrous

Strahd moved towards the village with the speed that only a vampire of his age and power could do. As he moved towards the place he hated the fact that he was there under the summons of that dark cleric. But he knew that as soon as he had finished with the group in village he would drain that damn cleric of all his blood and power.

He moved quietly into the village and closed his eyes, sensing where the group was and the first thing that he sensed was the mage that was floating in the air. He knew he had to get that mage but he couldn't think of how until he moved around and saw the mage floating there. He raised one hand and pointed it at the mage then watched as a fireball flew towards the unsuspecting mage, hitting him in the chest.

With a smile Strahd turned to gas and moved away from the area.
 
Jothal

Suddenly, an explosion of fire erupted around me. The searing heat made me reel in pain, but I felt that I had resisted the worst of it. A fireball? Where the hell had that come from?

Dak's caw of like surprise close by made me sigh out aloud in thanks - my familiars spell resistance had protected him.

The blast had caught me from the side - so I wheeled about in flight to look that way. Nothing, as far as I could...

No, there was something! A faintly translucent, misty figure, flying close to the ground - a gaseous form spell. An enemy wizard or sorceror, I guessed.

"Swi chiali varnei eklie noi!" I cried out in auran, ordering my air elemental to attack and constrain the figure. The gaseous form spell would grant him or her some protection from the elementals damage, but he or she would be subject at the very least to the elementals whirlwind attack and be held.
 
Strahd

Strahd moved away from the area, annoyed that his fireball had not had the effect that he had wanted it to. It was then that he felt the magical force moving towards him and changed into his true form just as the elemental attacked. Strahd stood there with a smile as his cloak was blown out behind him as the elemental attacked.

"Utterly pathetic. But I wouldn't have expected anything less from a mage that useless."

He turned to the elemental and raised a hand and spoke a word of magic unheard of in more than three hundred years. Suddenly the elemental screamed out as it began to be pulled apart. He thought that it would be fun to see the pain back at the mage that had created this creature to come after him and he wished that he had that power right now.

He then slowly moved away from elemental moments before it was ripped apart by an explosion that rocked every building in the village.
 
Jothal

The air elemental I had conjured hardly a minute before was suddenly torn assunder, scattered apparently literally to the four winds in a thunderous shriek of pain, as the figure I had spotted materialised and banished it.

The figures appearance - an almost thearatical voliminous black cloak with red inner lining, deathly pale skin, and sharp intelligent but yet feral features - made me guess what it was we faced here. A vampire, and a powerful one it seemed, well versed in magic. Most probably responsible for the undead that we found here...

"Vampire!" I shouted out, before quickly working another spell and vanishing with Dak under an improved invisibility, before descending rapidly to land near Alia.

"Do you think we could ask the GM to lower the challenge rating a little?" I said to her, with a short laugh.
 
Alyar

As the zombies and skeletons milled about before the lone survivor's bastion in the village, I whisper the words that burn in my mind like quicksilver, and point with my left hand, which holds the small pellet of sulfur and guano I have been rolling between my fingers. The tiny pellet glows brilliantly and streaks to the spot at which I point, bursting into an immense wave of flame when it reaches its destination. I avert my eyes so as not to be blinded in the dusk as the blast of fire ripples out, leaving a charred circle 80 feet where the thickest concentration of zombies and skeletons once shambled. When the flame dissipates, nothing remains save charred bones, scorched earth, and two small houses at the edge of the blast whose thatch roofs now burn merrily. The flames add a flickering light to the twilight battlefield, casting eerie shadows through the smoke.

Jothal's elemental forms in the center of the village, tossing bits of animate corpses in all directions while drawing in a whirl of smoke and ash from the site of my fireball nearby.

I hear Alia and Kyle's exchange about spectres and wraiths, and quietly shift my position forward several feet before casting another spell. My movement takes me beyond the treeline into the edge of the clearing. The sword in my hand glows with the golden light of sunshine, making me a glaring target for any opponent intelligent enough to differentiate between one opponent and another. This should draw fire from the mages, I think to myself.

As I glance around, I see half a dozen skeletons that have slipped past Val's group moving towards myself and the mages. I point once again and whisper another word, the quicksilver flowing from mind to hand and out. Darts of silver light strike the first 4 skeletons in turn. Three drop, while the fourth staggers a step and continues towards my position.

When a wave of heat beats at me from above and behind, I instinctively roll forward ina dive that brings me to my feet again a dozen feet forward of where I stood a moment ago--and in the midst of the 3 skeletons whose clawed fingers reach to greet me! In another action born more of reflex than thought, I sweep my bastard sword in an arc that splits all 3 of my opponents in half just above their pelvic girdles.

My turn leaves me facing back towards Jothal, just as I hear the word VAMPIRE ring out. "Bugger my maiden aunt!" I mutter to myself. "If I'd wanted to fight such creatures I'd have become a Tomb Guard."
 
Kyle Blackbyrne, Paladin of Tyr

Vampire? Where? Then I felt its presence. A force of evil so intense as to nearly cause me to fear. I'd never felt that kind of raw malignancy in my life.

Quietly, I told myself, "Do not break rank, protect the spellcasters, wait for the bloodsucker to come to you. Wait for the damned vamp to come here. Protect the mages."

Inside, a seething anger that such a thing would dare to come here, a desire to see it gone, and the trust in the Gods that our mission would not end here. This Vampire would die, and soon.
 
Strahd

Strahd felt the presence of the paladin as soon as he felt the probe and smiled malevolently. He knew exactly where the group was now, he didn't have to go and hunt for them but then he felt a strong, good heart- one of the group in the forest off to his right. He looked in that direction and let out cry before he changed into a wolf and ran in that direction.

He sniffed the air and grin as soon as he found the scent, the smell of something pure and good. He ran in that direction and the first thing that he saw was the large group of animals and there in the middle was his prey, only the thing looked like a cat!

He then changed into his true form and watched the cat then wondered what he was going to do to it but then he had a plan. He closed his eyes and thought of a giant bat creature and when he opened them again he raised his arms and spread his wings.

He jumped into the air and flew straight towards the cat which had no idea what was happening and before it knew it Strahd grabbed it and flew up into the air. He looked at the cat with an evil grin before he said, "Let's see if cats can land on their feet."

Strahd flew a little higher into the dark sky and then dropped the cat, listening to its screech as it dropped to the ground.
 
Sutashi

It all happened so quickly, I had almost no time to react. The bat had snatched me up into his clutches an instant before I even saw his form before me...his hideous, transformed, body REEKING with the stench of the undead. I was trapped in my form, unable to cry out in a language my friend's could understand...my falling shrieks the only clue to them that I was in trouble. I prayed softly within, that this day would not be my last, closing my eyes in fear of the end...

Suddenly I was floating...the ground was no longer coming to meet me at a reckless speed...I would be alright! I laughed, sounding like a mewl to the human ear...

Thank the GODS.

I didn't know who saved me...but eyed our mages protectively...knowing one of them had just saved my life...
 
Lothius

He wasn't much of a help in the battle but he tried.
Lothius' fear kept growing with every inch the creatures approached.
He used some illusions to make the lesser undead attack eachother. He kept a fireball waiting to fire, but did not have the guts to fire it, afraid to hit one of his friends.
He took another few steps back as he saw the skeletons move closer to the group of mages, one more time he cursed the fact he had chosen to be a illusionist. Illusions against undead, Bwah! But than again, he remembered Lothius promising himself to avoid undead at every cause, but he wasn't Lothius, he was Raymond and Lothius! And these were his friends.
Just when he had the guts a hand grabbed his shoulder and a strange sound came from right behind him, he turned his head and looked straight in one eye and a black hole (no eye), a grey face, sharp teeth and some locks of greasy black hair. The creature pushed him to the ground.

The creature uses one hand to push Lothius to the ground while the other one grabs his arm and moves it towards its mouth.
"Aaaaah! Oh, no you don't! Help!" he shouts while pulling his arm back, by this scratching his arm open by the sharp nails of the creature. "Help! Ghoul!", but he was too far away from the group and there was too much noise so they could not hear him. "Well done Raymond, now see where your fear has taken you!" The creature grabbed his arm again, and moved it again towards his mouth. "Oh no! No meal for you today!" with his free arm Lothius takes his dagger and slashes the Ghoul's face open, black ooze splashing around, but it doesn't help that much. Lothius pulls his arm loose and pushes the creature back, but the creature slashes with his claws against Lothius' leg. Lothius falls but stands up again, takes his staff and smacks it into the creatures head. The creature loses control for a moment and Lothius sticks his dagger in the creature's chest and slices it open. the creature falls on his back, unable to move with his chest and back ripped open. "Oh, God, Evil Dead over the top," Lothius says, holding his breath. "Ha, you foul creature, I have defeated you!" he says proud when he kicks teh creature in his side. The creature suddenly moves arm towards Lothius but just misses him. Lothius runs away as quick as he can.

"Vampire, my God, not more." He had just realised he had fought with a Ghoul, the creatures that killed his family. He wants to fall down and never wake up again, part out of grief, anger and fear, part out of the pain his leg was causing.

Than he spots the vampire and sees his focus of attention turning to the woods, the woods where Sutashi is. He runs as fast as he can towards the woods and the sounds of animals, he sees her horse, but not her, he panicks, where is she! His leg makes him stop for a moment. The vampire allready reached the woods, turned into a batmonster. Lothius starts running again but he sees the Batmonster coming out of the stream of animals with a large catlike animal. No doubt, he didn't know why he know, but no doubt that's Sutashi. And she falls, the batmonster lets her fall out of the sky. "No! No! No!", he must help, spell! Feather Fall! He shouts some words, makes some movements with his hands and feels her weight in his head, feel like lifting her, slowing her fall, and watches her reaching the ground.

Vampire! He remembers his fireball, now is your chance! "He! Bela Lugosi! Eat this!" did he just say that? But allready a fireball bursts out of his hand towards the batmonster. Lothius is blown on the ground by the force of the fireball, but the ball goes straight towards the monster. Now he has to get too Sutashi so he starts moving towards her, first crawling, later running.
 
Valencia

Val was heavily beset by zombies, recently created and tougher than usual. She heard the cry of "Vampire!", and swore... she'd never win free of these zombies in time to help her friends! "Tyr-Paladin! I have these bastards, get that fucking vampire!"
 
Neale/Alia

I, too, heard the cry, warning us of the vampire's approach. Quietly, I grinned to myself... a vampire against the power of MY god? Not to mention the fact that I was a devout Buffy watcher back in the world... This turkey was as good as dusted! Filled with confidence, I ran toward where the vamp was supposed to be, only to be confronted by three insubstantial forms rising from the earth: wraiths!

I stopped for a second, sighed, and thought to myself, You gotta be kidding me! Haven't they ever seen the turning tables for wraiths? I can blast them into dust automatically!

Almost casually, I raised my holy symbol and commanded the undead before me to return to dust... and my jaw dropped as nothing happened and they swarmed over me, chilling me to the bone with their negative planar energy! As I fell back under the onslaught, I screamed, "What the FUCK?!!"
 
Jothal

The wraiths surfaced nearby, and I watched as Alia raised her holy symbol and turned them...

Nothing?

I cursed again, working another spell. Overkill perhaps, but was the quickest way to end the threat.

The lightning struck out from my hands, seemingly from nowhere from others viewpoints as I was under an improved invisibility, arcing from the first wraith, to the next, then to the last. The first two howled as they were blasted into out of existence by the force, and the last dropped back into the ground hissing, apparently barely surviving.

"Bolster undead, you think Neale?" I queried, jumping forward to steady my friend. "Thought that was a cool idea in the new rule books... but now I'm not so sure. Are you okay?"

Wraiths... 1d6 permanent constitution drain per failed fortitude roll... ouch I thought, suddenly picturing the entry in the monstrous manual clear as a bell in my minds eye. I paused, surprised by the clarity... was this perhaps one of our 'gifts' here?

"Wraiths are incorporeal creatures born of evil and darkness. They despise all living things, as well as the light that nurtures them..." I murmured. "Shit, I've got all the rule books in my head!"
 
Bail

Bail sat back and looked down at the group with a smile and then an evil laugh. He then saw two of the wraiths destroyed by one of the mage's of the group and screamed out, "No damn you! This is not meant to happen.... well if you want it that way then let me see how this one suits you all!"

With a wave of his hand Bail looked at the other wraiths that were waiting to be summoned. With an evil hiss they floated down into the village, determined to destroy the good that was in there.

Bail sat back, "I wonder if they will like this little surprise."
 
Strahd

Strahd felt the energy of the fireball as soon as it left the illusionists hand and looked at it with an evil grin. These adventurers are even more idiotic than I thought.

He flew upwards and waited for the fireball to get to him then at the last moment moved out of the way and watched as the fireball flew past him. He looked down at the person who had cast the fireball at him and laughed. He was going towards his prey!

Strahd looked down at his hands and cast a lightning ball spell into his hands then flapped his wings just enough so that he stayed in the sky. He went down a little lower and then without warning let the lightning ball loose, sending it flying straight at the large cat creature.

The lightning ball hit which such a ferocity that it lit up the area in a bright, blinding light and set fire to trees around his target. He looked down at the ground and with a laugh flew away.... that was two of them down. He then felt the presence of the wraiths and knew that the cleric had been busy; now things were going to be interesting.
 
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