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#1 Guest_Tenebrous_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 04:38 AM

I've been sitting on this one for WAY too long.

 

Chapter Forty-Nine

"Anomen...are you all right, lad?"

Anomen blinked. He was lying down, although he couldn't remember how that happened. "I...I am awake," he said in a dry and raspy voice.

Keldorn smiled. "Good. We almost thought we lost you. Drink these." He handed over several bottles.

Anomen sat up, too quickly, and his head spun. He put out a hand to keep his balance, and Keldorn held on to his shoulders until Anomen could sit up on his own.

"Careful, there," Keldorn said. "You lost a great deal of blood. You'll be feeling faint for a little while."

Anomen shook his head, trying to clear out the fuzzy feeling of exhaustion. It was coming back to him, now. Kal had just been knocked over, and it was himself and Captain Arat, charging toward the snake. Then, it had lunged to the side, and...

He instantly put a hand to his side, and nearly cut himself on the jagged edges of his damaged plate mail.

"There isn't much that can be done regarding your armour," Keldorn said. "We'll have to see about getting it repaired afterwards."

"The...the captain?"

"He was not as lucky," Keldorn said with a sad shake of his head. "He was killed almost instantly. Our...our other healer," he began, but then stopped himself. "Viconia," he made himself say, "used much of her magic simply keeping you and many of the guardsmen alive. A number are not even conscious."

"And...Kal? How is...he?"

"He's...fine," Keldorn said, and looked over his shoulder.




Kal was sitting by himself, in a corner of the keep, on a collapsed part of the inner wall. The remainder of the De'Arnise guard were tending to their wounded, carrying their unconscious comrades out to their little wooden fort.

The house guards were giving Kal a rather wide berth. As much as they had known that he was on their side, the speed, accuracy and strength with which he had taken out the sword-wielding snake had frightened them. Kal could feel them looking at him, could hear the whispers, though he didn't look up. He was staring into his hands, though he was not seeing. His eyes were blankly wide, lost in thought.

"So what is on your mind?" Viconia asked, walking up and sitting beside him.

"Don't I usually ask that question?" Kal asked with a faint smile.

"And is it not I who usually evades it?" she returned.

"True enough," he said. The smile vanished from his face, and he waved at the body of the snake-creature, two bloody holes punched through its eyes and in the back of its head. "I was thinking of...that."

"What about it?" Viconia asked.

"Well...that...that wasn't me, out there. It wasn't all me. It was...him." Kal closed his eyes, unable to keep the memory out of his conscious mind, the events replaying themselves against his will.

Viconia took his hand. "What...what really happened?"

"When I...when I took out my bow, he came back. I can't miss now, but that's all because of him. The moment I aimed the bow, I..." He paused. "It's hard to describe. I was aiming, and I was also...not aiming. Someone else's reflexes. Someone else's skill. Someone else's...bloodlust."

"But you managed to put the bow down."

"Yes, but that wasn't...that wasn't it. He knew I was going to drop the bow. He meant for me to do it! So that I would get Captain Arat killed, and nearly kill Anomen, too! And so that I would see it, and let him in even more!" Kal put his hands to his head. "I don't know how to stop it, Viconia. He's fighting me, inside my mind and spirit, and I don't know how to stop it. It isn't like mathematics or physics - there's no problem I can solve to find a solution, no way to know where it came from or where it's going. It's just...there. It's happening. And I don't know what to do."

"You will not become Bhaal," Viconia said, squeezing his hand. "I know you can avoid it. I know you, Kal, and I know you are not Bhaal."

"But, then, what am I, Viconia?" Kal asked. "What am I? I thought I knew...but I don't, any more. I'm a scholar, or at least I was."

"And...?" Viconia prompted, with some trepidation.

"And I can't remember. I can't remember some of my favourite authors. I can't remember the melody of Istar's Sixth Symphony. I can't remember the date of the first battle between Mulhorand and Thay, or who first invented the mangonel, or how to make smokepowder. I'm losing what I am, and I'm trading it for ‘not-Bhaal', whatever it is. That's not what I want to be, Viconia. I don't want to be defined by what I'm not. But every day I'm losing a little bit more of me, and becoming a little more of him. And all I know is that I'm fighting him. And that I'm not winning."

On the other side of the courtyard, Anomen stood, casting aside the last, empty, bottle. He looked over at Kal and nodded.

Kal stood. "You're ready?"

"I am well enough," Anomen responded.

That makes one of us, Kal thought, and led the party back inside.




The hall in front of the master bedroom was, strangely, well-lit. As Yoshimo would have no chance to sneak in, Kal decided on a brute-force approach - they'd open the door and pour through as quickly as possible. Even though Daleson said there were no trolls left, there was another one of the snake-things still around, and after their last experience, Kal wasn't about to underestimate one of them.

The room turned out to contain only one occupant - a human warrior, dressed in elaborate full plate and wielding a two-handed sword.

"That's Glaicas!" Nalia said. "My father's bodyguard! What's he doing here?" Raising her voice, she shouted, "Glaicas! Where's my father?"

Glaicas turned glazed eyes towards the party. "Intruders...interfering...must be eliminated!" he rumbled in a slurred voice.

"Charm," Keldorn hissed. He held forth his holy symbol, calling on the power of Torm. Unlike other paladins, he could not heal or cast spells. But Torm had granted him other powers - especially the ability to dispel magic.

Keldorn drew a circle in the air with his holy symbol, and a trail of white fire followed its path, forming a ring. As soon as it completed, the gauntlet-symbol of Torm appeared in the centre for a second, before the entire symbol transformed itself into a beam of white light that lashed out towards Glaicas...and then reflected off an invisible barrier, bouncing harmlessly into a corner of the room and dissipating. Glaicas blinked once, then held his weapon high and charged.

"Don't kill him!" Kal shouted, then charged to meet him. As Glaicas took his first swing with his weapon, Kal sidestepped, levelling a vicious offhand slash directly at the other weapon's flat, nearly pulling it out of Glaicas' hands. He followed up by turning and hammering the flat again with his on-hand weapon, causing Glaicas to lose his grip. Yoshimo snatched away the blade on the ground, then joined Kal and Anomen in tackling Glaicas to the ground. In short order, Glaicas was tied, hand and foot.

"I don't understand why I did not manage to dispel the charm on my first try," Keldorn said. "I should try again."

"Don't do that," Nalia said. "It's not that it didn't work, it's that he has another spell on top of the charm that's intended to block dispelling attempts."

"So how is it to be removed?" Viconia asked. "It appears to protect itself."

"It does...from spells. Hold on. Let me look at it more carefully," she said, staring at Glaicas.

"Er, look at what, milady?" Anomen asked.

"The spell. Just because it's already been cast doesn't mean I can't still read it." She looked up from her contemplation of Glaicas. "Oh yeah. I can do that. Sorry."

Viconia started to say something, then threw up her hands in frustration and shook her head.

It took ten minutes. At the end of those ten minutes Nalia spoke again. "I don't know who was behind this attack, but there's at least one incredibly powerful wizard. I can't understand all of this spell, but from what I can read there are several parts dedicated to repelling spells of a lower power level. I think there's a loophole, though."

"A...loophole?" Cel asked. "In a spell?"

"Bad wording," Nalia said by way of apology. "What I meant was that there's something that the creator didn't anticipate."

"And what's that?"

"That's you, Cel," Nalia said. "Your magic shield - or rather, the circle of power Kal projects when he's holding you, could undo the spell."

"Really? Why?" Cel asked.

"Well, it's because...," Nalia started, then stopped. "Do you really want me to go on?"

"No," Kal said. "If you say it works, we'll trust you. What do I have to do?"

Nalia pointed at Glaicas. "Hit him. Turn on your shield, get within five feet, and hit him. Don't hold back on the fire."

"Lightning," Cel corrected.

"Right," Nalia said. "Lightning. Sorry. That spell you're enchanted with is written like a fire damage spell, though. Very confusing."

Nalia's solution worked as she said it would. Cel's shield erupted into glowing visibility, Anomen and Keldorn flinching slightly as it was the first time they'd seen it. Then Kal tapped Glaicas on the side with Cel, and she unleashed a bolt of lightning. The deflecting spell redirected the lightning bolt away, but then Cel's antimagic field unravelled it like a poorly-knit sock. Keldorn then tried his dispel again, to much greater success.

Glaicas suddenly blinked twice, and pressed his hands to his head. "Oh...my head.... Wh...what's going on? What's happening here?" He looked up. "Oh...Mistress Nalia!"

"You were charmed, Glaicas," Nalia said. "Do you remember what happened?"

He nodded slowly. "Yes. I...I remember now. Your father and I...we came up here to get the last flail head. And...your father put the flail together, but the guard was overwhelmed too quickly. We were forced into the warded room, the one where the treasures are kept...and the golems did not attack because Lord Arnise was in the room. His presence disarmed their detection. During that battle, this spell was cast on me, by a wizard who stayed in the shadows."

"A wizard that powerful wouldn't need to bring an army along," Nalia said pensively.

"The wizard did not want to seem involved, milady. They made me write a letter. I do not recall exactly what was written, but it was a confession that I had killed your father and that I was about to...kill myself."

"Yes...my father!" Nalia said, dropping the question of the wizard. "Do you know where he is?"

Glaicas took a deep breath. "They dragged your father down to the cellars yesterday. They've been torturing him ever since. I do not know what they want."

"All right," Kal said. "Glaicas, can you make it out on your own? The way to the front gate is clear."

He nodded. "I...I can. I am so sorry, Mistress Nalia...I couldn't stop them from taking your father...."

"It is not your fault," Yoshimo said, in a surprisingly comforting manner. "Magic sometimes forces one to do things that they would never wish to do. You are free now."

Nalia reached inside the fireplace. "The key's hidden in here. Give me a minute."

Glaicas added one last thing as he left. "The flail...it is still in the same room. If anyone can use a flail...it will be most valuable against the trolls."

"I can use a flail," Anomen said. There was a pause, and then, "But you should not...I mean, we should not divert our attention just for..."

And now he acts all modest and self-effacing, Kal thought. Out loud, he said, "It's good tactical sense, Anomen. Every little bit will help, especially if the opposition down there is as tough as we've heard it is."

"I simply do not wish to selfishly...."

"You aren't." Kal said shortly, trying to ignore Anomen's abysmal sense of timing yet again.

Nalia pulled her hand out of the fireplace. "I've got the key."

"Good. Let's get the flail, and then get down to those cellars. It's long past time this was finished."

#2 Guest_Dark-Mage_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 06:37 AM

Good chapter :) I rather enjoyed it.

#3 Laufey

Posted 21 October 2003 - 07:27 AM

"He was not as lucky," Keldorn said with a sad shake of his head. "He was killed almost instantly. Our...our other healer," he began, but then stopped himself. "Viconia," he made himself say, "used much of her magic simply keeping you and many of the guardsmen alive. A number are not even conscious."


I see Keldorn is beginning to see Viconia in a different light already.

"And...Kal? How is...he?"


"He's...fine," Keldorn said, and looked over his shoulder.


Physically, perhaps. :shock:


"Well...that...that wasn't me, out there. It wasn't all me. It was...him." Kal closed his eyes, unable to keep the memory out of his conscious mind, the events replaying themselves against his will.


I wonder if that is really so? Or is Kal trying to separate the Bhaal power from his own self, because accepting that evil is a part of him hurts too much? I suppose we will find out eventually.

Viconia took his hand. "What...what really happened?"


"When I...when I took out my bow, he came back. I can't miss now, but that's all because of him. The moment I aimed the bow, I..." He paused. "It's hard to describe. I was aiming, and I was also...not aiming. Someone else's reflexes. Someone else's skill. Someone else's...bloodlust."


I know that Bhaal was originally an assassin. Was the bow his favored weapon, by any chance?


"Yes, but that wasn't...that wasn't it. He knew I was going to drop the bow. He meant for me to do it! So that I would get Captain Arat killed, and nearly kill Anomen, too! And so that I would see it, and let him in even more!" Kal put his hands to his head. "I don't know how to stop it, Viconia. He's fighting me, inside my mind and spirit, and I don't know how to stop it. It isn't like mathematics or physics - there's no problem I can solve to find a solution, no way to know where it came from or where it's going. It's just...there. It's happening. And I don't know what to do."


*shiver* Your Bhaal is *very* manipulative, and clever too it seems.


"And I can't remember. I can't remember some of my favourite authors. I can't remember the melody of Istar's Sixth Symphony. I can't remember the date of the first battle between Mulhorand and Thay, or who first invented the mangonel, or how to make smokepowder. I'm losing what I am, and I'm trading it for ‘not-Bhaal', whatever it is. That's not what I want to be, Viconia. I don't want to be defined by what I'm not. But every day I'm losing a little bit more of me, and becoming a little more of him. And all I know is that I'm fighting him. And that I'm not winning."


Oh, this is painful. Poor Kal. :lol:


"Charm," Keldorn hissed. He held forth his holy symbol, calling on the power of Torm. Unlike other paladins, he could not heal or cast spells. But Torm had granted him other powers - especially the ability to dispel magic.


Keldorn drew a circle in the air with his holy symbol, and a trail of white fire followed its path, forming a ring. As soon as it completed, the gauntlet-symbol of Torm appeared in the centre for a second, before the entire symbol transformed itself into a beam of white light that lashed out towards Glaicas...and then reflected off an invisible barrier, bouncing harmlessly into a corner of the room and dissipating. Glaicas blinked once, then held his weapon high and charged.


I like your use of the holy symbol here, I think it adds a lot to the description. :)


"Don't do that," Nalia said. "It's not that it didn't work, it's that he has another spell on top of the charm that's intended to block dispelling attempts."


"So how is it to be removed?" Viconia asked. "It appears to protect itself."


"It does...from spells. Hold on. Let me look at it more carefully," she said, staring at Glaicas.


Hm, the 'she' here I initially thought referred to Viconia, so I got a little confused by the following paragraphs. Perhaps if you substituted 'she' with 'Nalia'?


Nalia's solution worked as she said it would. Cel's shield erupted into glowing visibility, Anomen and Keldorn flinching slightly as it was the first time they'd seen it. Then Kal tapped Glaicas on the side with Cel, and she unleashed a bolt of lightning. The deflecting spell redirected the lightning bolt away, but then Cel's antimagic field unravelled it like a poorly-knit sock. Keldorn then tried his dispel again, to much greater success.


Clever!


"A wizard that powerful wouldn't need to bring an army along," Nalia said pensively.


"The wizard did not want to seem involved, milady. They made me write a letter. I do not recall exactly what was written, but it was a confession that I had killed your father and that I was about to...kill myself."


Hmm...I sense intrigue! The Roenalls? Firkraag? Or perhaps somebody else entirely?


"I can use a flail," Anomen said. There was a pause, and then, "But you should not...I mean, we should not divert our attention just for..."


And now he acts all modest and self-effacing, Kal thought. Out loud, he said, "It's good tactical sense, Anomen. Every little bit will help, especially if the opposition down there is as tough as we've heard it is."


"I simply do not wish to selfishly...."


"You aren't." Kal said shortly, trying to ignore Anomen's abysmal sense of timing yet again.


Ano does have abysmal sense of timing, yes, I agree. :shock: Good thing I still like him so much.
Rogues do it from behind.

#4 Guest_Theodur_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 10:49 AM

I've been sitting on this one for WAY too long.


So... what else is new? :shock:

He instantly put a hand to his side, and nearly cut himself on the jagged edges of his damaged plate mail.


"There isn't much that can be done regarding your armour," Keldorn said. "We'll have to see about getting it repaired afterwards."


With such expenses on armor repair, it will be tough to raise the money for Bayle. Oh, well... there's your reason to do more quests in Athkatla.

"He was not as lucky," Keldorn said with a sad shake of his head. "He was killed almost instantly. Our...our other healer," he began, but then stopped himself. "Viconia," he made himself say, "used much of her magic simply keeping you and many of the guardsmen alive. A number are not even conscious."


I wonder does it hurt him alot by just saying her name? :x

"When I...when I took out my bow, he came back. I can't miss now, but that's all because of him. The moment I aimed the bow, I..." He paused. "It's hard to describe. I was aiming, and I was also...not aiming. Someone else's reflexes. Someone else's skill. Someone else's...bloodlust."


"But you managed to put the bow down."


Maybe just get rid of that damned bow for good? Take up a sling instead! :P

"Yes, but that wasn't...that wasn't it. He knew I was going to drop the bow. He meant for me to do it! So that I would get Captain Arat killed, and nearly kill Anomen, too! And so that I would see it, and let him in even more!" Kal put his hands to his head. "I don't know how to stop it, Viconia. He's fighting me, inside my mind and spirit, and I don't know how to stop it. It isn't like mathematics or physics - there's no problem I can solve to find a solution, no way to know where it came from or where it's going. It's just...there. It's happening. And I don't know what to do."


"You will not become Bhaal," Viconia said, squeezing his hand. "I know you can avoid it. I know you, Kal, and I know you are not Bhaal."


Pfew. I didn't really see your Viconia urging Kal to accept his birtright, anyways. :)

"And I can't remember. I can't remember some of my favourite authors. I can't remember the melody of Istar's Sixth Symphony. I can't remember the date of the first battle between Mulhorand and Thay, or who first invented the mangonel, or how to make smokepowder. I'm losing what I am, and I'm trading it for ‘not-Bhaal', whatever it is. That's not what I want to be, Viconia. I don't want to be defined by what I'm not. But every day I'm losing a little bit more of me, and becoming a little more of him. And all I know is that I'm fighting him. And that I'm not winning."


Err... that doesn't sound very nice at all, and I don't think that anyone, no matter how wise, can offer him any real advice. :(

"Charm," Keldorn hissed. He held forth his holy symbol, calling on the power of Torm. Unlike other paladins, he could not heal or cast spells. But Torm had granted him other powers - especially the ability to dispel magic.


Which I can't stand for the life of me. Goddamn, Keldy always dispels Jaheira's ironskins, grrr! :P

"Don't kill him!" Kal shouted, then charged to meet him. As Glaicas took his first swing with his weapon, Kal sidestepped, levelling a vicious offhand slash directly at the other weapon's flat, nearly pulling it out of Glaicas' hands. He followed up by turning and hammering the flat again with his on-hand weapon, causing Glaicas to lose his grip. Yoshimo snatched away the blade on the ground, then joined Kal and Anomen in tackling Glaicas to the ground. In short order, Glaicas was tied, hand and foot.


Well, I tried the non-violent way in the game, by charming him, but it didn't quite work for me. Oh, well... Hold Person and Chop-Chop works equally good. :)

"The spell. Just because it's already been cast doesn't mean I can't still read it." She looked up from her contemplation of Glaicas. "Oh yeah. I can do that. Sorry."


Ooops. Was that important? :P

Nalia's solution worked as she said it would. Cel's shield erupted into glowing visibility, Anomen and Keldorn flinching slightly as it was the first time they'd seen it. Then Kal tapped Glaicas on the side with Cel, and she unleashed a bolt of lightning. The deflecting spell redirected the lightning bolt away, but then Cel's antimagic field unravelled it like a poorly-knit sock. Keldorn then tried his dispel again, to much greater success.


Glaicas suddenly blinked twice, and pressed his hands to his head. "Oh...my head.... Wh...what's going on? What's happening here?" He looked up. "Oh...Mistress Nalia!"


Well, now I see why it didn't work for me in the game. I did it all wrong. :shock:

"A wizard that powerful wouldn't need to bring an army along," Nalia said pensively.


Now who would that be? That Yuan-Ti mage couldn't be *that* powerful, could be? Or is this someone behnd the whole scheme?

"It is not your fault," Yoshimo said, in a surprisingly comforting manner. "Magic sometimes forces one to do things that they would never wish to do. You are free now."


Oh, Yoshi. I wonder if someone will say to him 'It is not your fault' after he hands them over to Irenicus.

"You aren't." Kal said shortly, trying to ignore Anomen's abysmal sense of timing yet again.


Well... his timing is even worse if you romance him, which I don't think Kal will do! :lol:

Nice chapter, the amount of time you spend on details is impressive. :)

#5 Guest_Bjorn_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 08:55 PM

He instantly put a hand to his side, and nearly cut himself on the jagged edges of his damaged plate mail.


There's a reason why plate mail wearers are often referred to as 'tin cans', Ano :shock: .

"Don't I usually ask that question?" Kal asked with a faint smile.


"And is it not I who usually evades it?" she returned.


It's payback time! Although Kal's probably really quite glad to have someone to share his fears with.

"When I...when I took out my bow, he came back. I can't miss now, but that's all because of him. The moment I aimed the bow, I..." He paused. "It's hard to describe. I was aiming, and I was also...not aiming. Someone else's reflexes. Someone else's skill. Someone else's...bloodlust."


:wink: Maybe Kal should just quit using a bow altogether, if Bhaal is going to try to tempt him every time he uses it.

"And I can't remember. I can't remember some of my favourite authors. I can't remember the melody of Istar's Sixth Symphony. I can't remember the date of the first battle between Mulhorand and Thay, or who first invented the mangonel, or how to make smokepowder. I'm losing what I am, and I'm trading it for ‘not-Bhaal', whatever it is. That's not what I want to be, Viconia. I don't want to be defined by what I'm not. But every day I'm losing a little bit more of me, and becoming a little more of him. And all I know is that I'm fighting him. And that I'm not winning."


*shudder*. That sounds seriously freaky - poor Kal.

Keldorn drew a circle in the air with his holy symbol, and a trail of white fire followed its path, forming a ring. As soon as it completed, the gauntlet-symbol of Torm appeared in the centre for a second, before the entire symbol transformed itself into a beam of white light that lashed out towards Glaicas...and then reflected off an invisible barrier, bouncing harmlessly into a corner of the room and dissipating. Glaicas blinked once, then held his weapon high and charged.


I've never managed to dispel the charm spell, either.

"The spell. Just because it's already been cast doesn't mean I can't still read it." She looked up from her contemplation of Glaicas. "Oh yeah. I can do that. Sorry."


Better late than never :twisted: .

"Right," Nalia said. "Lightning. Sorry. That spell you're enchanted with is written like a fire damage spell, though. Very confusing."


This is certainly an interesting ability of Nalia's.

"The wizard did not want to seem involved, milady. They made me write a letter. I do not recall exactly what was written, but it was a confession that I had killed your father and that I was about to...kill myself."


Ooh, interesting. The game plot does always seem a bit shallow for this quest.

"It is not your fault," Yoshimo said, in a surprisingly comforting manner. "Magic sometimes forces one to do things that they would never wish to do. You are free now."


:o Yes, Yoshimo would understand. Poor guy - it must be so easy to get into the spirit of things whilst doing these side quests, and the more he comes to like Kal and co the harder it must be for him knowing that he'll have to betray them eventually.

"I simply do not wish to selfishly...."


:twisted: Constantly apologising is probably the best way to make himself look selfish, really - he'll just draw people's attention to himself. If he'd just said 'I can use a flail', then no one would have thought twice about it.

"Good. Let's get the flail, and then get down to those cellars. It's long past time this was finished."


Still those Umber Hulks to come yet, though...

Nice chapter :shock:

#6 Guest_Tenebrous_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 10:39 PM

Good chapter :shock: I rather enjoyed it.


Thank you.

#7 Guest_Tenebrous_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 10:50 PM

I see Keldorn is beginning to see Viconia in a different light already.


Well, he can say her name, which is at once quite a big step and not that much of one.

I wonder if that is really so? Or is Kal trying to separate the Bhaal power from his own self, because accepting that evil is a part of him hurts too much? I suppose we will find out eventually.


An excellent question. And one I'm not answering right now.

I know that Bhaal was originally an assassin. Was the bow his favored weapon, by any chance?


The dagger was his favoured weapon, but Bhaal killed with whatever was handy. Even the, uh, broken-off bones of his right forearm, once.


"Yes, but that wasn't...that wasn't it. He knew I was going to drop the bow.
*shiver* Your Bhaal is *very* manipulative, and clever too it seems.


He is, that. Kal carries more of him than does the 'average' Bhaalspawn, unfortunately, and his influence is only going to get stronger.

I like your use of the holy symbol here, I think it adds a lot to the description. :shock:


Thanks :twisted:

Hm, the 'she' here I initially thought referred to Viconia, so I got a little confused by the following paragraphs. Perhaps if you substituted 'she' with 'Nalia'?


Good catch. Done. The Viconia line was a last-minute addition, actually.

Hmm...I sense intrigue! The Roenalls? Firkraag? Or perhaps somebody else entirely?


This won't be your ordinary keep plot. Heck, the keep's only a tiny fragment of a much larger...

Ahem. Can't give away too much.

#8 Guest_argan_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 10:54 PM

Nice chapter :shock:

#9 Guest_Tenebrous_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 10:55 PM

So... what else is new? :twisted:


Yeah, yeah, I know....

I wonder does it hurt him alot by just saying her name? :twisted:


Well, he doesn't like to think about her much. After all, he still isn't sure what to do about her. Or even if he's supposed to do anything about her.

Maybe just get rid of that damned bow for good? Take up a sling instead! :D


Well, you can bet that he won't be using it for a while.

Pfew. I didn't really see your Viconia urging Kal to accept his birtright, anyways. :wink:


After all that time he spent talking her down from the philosophy of power? Not a chance. Bioware's out the window. This is *my* Viconia romance now :o

Well, I tried the non-violent way in the game, by charming him, but it didn't quite work for me. Oh, well... Hold Person and Chop-Chop works equally good. :shock:


That's because there's some error in the script. The people on the BIS boards never quite managed to track it down, but despite its attempts to detect a counter charm, charm spells don't work. The one charm that does work, about half the time, is the one from the Ring of Human Influence you get from Kalah. Use that.

Now who would that be? That Yuan-Ti mage couldn't be *that* powerful, could be? Or is this someone behnd the whole scheme?


No, the Yuan-ti mage is not that powerful. At least one other "someone" is involved. Beyond that, I say nothing.

Oh, Yoshi. I wonder if someone will say to him 'It is not your fault' after he hands them over to Irenicus.


You might be surprised.

Nice chapter, the amount of time you spend on details is impressive. :P


You mean annoying, I think :shock: But thank you anyway.

#10 Guest_Tenebrous_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 10:59 PM

:shock: Maybe Kal should just quit using a bow altogether, if Bhaal is going to try to tempt him every time he uses it.


He probably will, but is that the right thing to do? What if he needs to use the bow to save Imoen's life, or Viconia's? Is there any way for him to determine how much letting Bhaal in is worth? No easy solutions.

I've never managed to dispel the charm spell, either.


Like I said to Theodur, use the Ring of Human Influence. It works, though why is beyond me.

This is certainly an interesting ability of Nalia's.


And it's far from the only one or the last one you've seen.

Ooh, interesting. The game plot does always seem a bit shallow for this quest.


Always felt unfinished to me. I'm finishing it.

:twisted: Yes, Yoshimo would understand. Poor guy - it must be so easy to get into the spirit of things whilst doing these side quests, and the more he comes to like Kal and co the harder it must be for him knowing that he'll have to betray them eventually.


Yeah, Yoshimo's not in a good situation, but there won't be much on that for a while. He certainly knows by now that working with Irenicus was about as bad a decision as he could possibly have made.

Still those Umber Hulks to come yet, though...


At least. And this party doesn't have a wand of cloudkill.

#11 Guest_Tenebrous_*

Posted 21 October 2003 - 10:59 PM

Nice chapter :shock:


Thanks for reading!

#12 Weyoun

Posted 25 October 2003 - 11:36 AM

[quote]I've been sitting on this one for WAY too long.
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Well, you got it out of your system, now. :shock:

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[quote]
"He was not as lucky," Keldorn said with a sad shake of his head. "He was killed almost instantly. Our...our other healer," he began, but then stopped himself. "Viconia," he made himself say, "used much of her magic simply keeping you and many of the guardsmen alive. A number are not even conscious."
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Vic scored some major points with him here, ey? :shock:

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"So what is on your mind?" Viconia asked, walking up and sitting beside him.
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"Don't I usually ask that question?" Kal asked with a faint smile.
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"And is it not I who usually evades it?" she returned.
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LOL! The Viconia-romance in a nutshell. :cry:

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The room turned out to contain only one occupant - a human warrior, dressed in elaborate full plate and wielding a two-handed sword.
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"That's Glaicas!" Nalia said. "My father's bodyguard! What's he doing here?" Raising her voice, she shouted, "Glaicas! Where's my father?"
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Glaicas turned glazed eyes towards the party. "Intruders...interfering...must be eliminated!" he rumbled in a slurred voice.
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No diplomacy here! Glaicas is going to kick it up another notch! ;)

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"Charm," Keldorn hissed. He held forth his holy symbol, calling on the power of Torm. Unlike other paladins, he could not heal or cast spells. But Torm had granted him other powers - especially the ability to dispel magic.
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He's charmed? That's a new one. I figured he was either shellshocked or a traitor when I played the game.

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"Don't do that," Nalia said. "It's not that it didn't work, it's that he has another spell on top of the charm that's intended to block dispelling attempts."
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Complicated stuff, this magic...

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"So how is it to be removed?" Viconia asked. "It appears to protect itself."
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Well, you could always knock him out, tie him up and worry about it later.

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"A...loophole?" Cel asked. "In a spell?"
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"Bad wording," Nalia said by way of apology. "What I meant was that there's something that the creator didn't anticipate."
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The spellcrafting equivalent of an extra goto 10 line at the end? ;)

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"I can use a flail," Anomen said. There was a pause, and then, "But you should not...I mean, we should not divert our attention just for..."
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Hey, that should be Viconia's toy! ;) Seriously, I wonder why she doesn't have points in flail in the game. As a priestess of Lolth, she should have some ample experience with those things.

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"Good. Let's get the flail, and then get down to those cellars. It's long past time this was finished."[/quote]

Great stuffm
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#13 Guest_Tenebrous_*

Posted 26 October 2003 - 08:34 PM

Vic scored some major points with him here, ey? :(


Well, let's just say she's defying his expectations that she's just looking for something to sacrifice.

He's charmed? That's a new one. I figured he was either shellshocked or a traitor when I played the game.


His line in the game mentions "My new master, whose sorcery has shown me the way". That wasn't a big enough tip-off? ;)

Hey, that should be Viconia's toy! :) Seriously, I wonder why she doesn't have points in flail in the game. As a priestess of Lolth, she should have some ample experience with those things.


Well, Lolth's flails have independently thinking and targeting heads. You don't need much skill to use them besides "swing them that way".

And anyway, Viconia won't be using flails for much longer :D




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