When in a perilous situation, trite as it may sound, remember that it’s always darkest before dawn, and that person you least expect may lend you a helping hand.
Knowing what is to come: *groaaaaaaaan*
There was nothing to be done for Mazzy. Anomen explained that while Helm might now possibly consent to give him the power of life over death, that spell still required an intact corpse to work on.
Those resurrection spells are way too anticlimatic in games - but I guess the novelty would wear off if you had to go through something epic every time one of your characters bites the dust.
Rini had briefly considered bringing the hand along for some sort of burial, but then decided against it. She’d probably be happier this way. It’s all very knightly, after all, being eaten by a dragon. While she wouldn’t exactly miss the Halfling as a person, she had to admit that the way Mazzy’s sword had penetrated the roof of the dragon’s mouth and into the brain was very impressive. Not to mention the way her body had got stuck in the dragon’s larynx, choking it to death. And she was good in a battle – we could have used her against the Shade Lord. Especially now, with so many of us hurt.
Choking on Mazzy was pretty amusing
“He spoke of making the annoying miniature knight into his consort,” Edwin said, giving the Shadow Dragon cadaver a thoughtful look. “With her dead (and good riddance too) it would make sense for him to fall back upon an alternative plan.”
Mr. Empathy...
“DON’T!” Anomen almost screamed.
“Hoard, Ano,” Jan filled in, smirking. “The princess was a bit of a gold-digger, you see, and preferred not having to do any actual digging. What did you think I meant?”
Poor Ano
The cleric merely muttered something inaudible into his beard, but Edwin nodded enthusiastically. “Its hoard, yes,” he agreed. “And in fact, I believe I spot something interesting over that way, a chest by the looks of it. (Imagine the magical treasures a dragon might have collected over its long and lonely years! And all for me! Well, for her too, of course.)”
He, of course, didn't even think of the alternative. Priorities.
What they did found rather disappointed the Red Wizard though. There was gold, a couple of thousand, and some gems, though only a couple of any particular value. The only other item within the chest was a scroll, but Edwin made a sour grimace as he read it. “Bah!” he scoffed. “It is merely some text on how to create another tool for mindlessly bashing in monster heads. (Magical hammers…what next, a Saw of Searing?)”
Er... Crom Fayer *rocks*. But Edwin doesn't appreciate brute force, of course. I like to give Korgan five pips in war hammer (and axe), then have him wield CF and that axe that lops heads off like the Vorpal Sword. Bliss...
Arguably it could be good for Ano too, but I use him pretty much for spellcasting and almost always have Korgan, so Ano gets the Flail of Ages.
“Do not sell your dragon scales just yet,” Valygar said in a dry voice. “The Shade Lord still stands between us and freedom.”
Very Valy-lake to remind them of the reality.
It was almost as if his vocal cords were the wrong size for him – she was reminded of a large man trying to force his hands into a small glove, one that was straining at the seams
That was a pure genius piece of description.
The shadows swarmed around him, even as the Shade Lord himself began casting a spell. It wasn’t one Zaerini could cast herself, but she thought she knew it. Horrid Wilting. Bad. Bad, bad, BAD!
It is *very* nice when you cast it yourself.
When the spell passed, Zaerini drew a deep breath, supporting herself against the now deactivated altar. The Shade Lord was on the ground before her, unmoving, and seemingly quite dead. And there, on the creature’s rotting face, fingers buried deeply into the unseeing eyes, there It was. Something small. Something white. Something with five fingers, and an air of aggression about it as it strode towards her, balancing on its fingertips.
While it didn’t have an actual mouth, Mazzy’s undead hand managed to give a definite impression of smirking.
Yay!!! Go Mazzy!
