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#1 Guest_Futurist_*

Posted 11 April 2007 - 10:30 PM

This chapter and the next one will be rather action filled. Then we move on to Brynnlaw and beyond! I know there are some loose ends but do not worry I will tie them up before the end.

Oh… Watch for the Viconia ex machina! :oops: (I know, I know)


Beloved Child 39

Cold night breezes rolled in from the sea but Groder still felt angry. The party walked along darkened streets down towards the place where they were supposed to guard the thieves’ goods. The street opened up and became the wharf. They quickly located the boxed goods by the half-elf sitting on one of the smaller crates. The redhead looked up and a depressed look ran over her face.

“Oh… It’s you guys.” Mook said and jumped off the crate.

“Yes, the fox-faced bastard wanted us to guard these.” Groder waved at the crates.

“Right…” Mook responded and smiled a bit. “I guess this isn’t the usual heroic stuff you do but…”

“Heroic?” Groder raised an eyebrow.

“Odd, I was told you were a bunch of swine.” Hiranmayi said. “Although that one was incorrect.”

“Who the hell said that?” Groder half yelled and turned to Hiranmayi. The girl shrugged.

“None of that matters!” Jaheira said and banged her staff on the cobblestone. “What are we supposed to do here?”

Mook flinched and then quickly started to explain.

“Well, there has been this strange bald man that has been walking past here the past few nights. I have never seen him before so we need to keep an eye out for him.” The half-elf pointed down the wharf. “He usually comes from there, tonight we confront him.”

Jaheira nodded.

“So we wait.” The druid said and sat down on a crate.

A few hours passed by without any incident and boredom had set in. Groder watched Hiranmayi do acrobatics on the crates. The girl was very agile and the boy’s thoughts wandered. Viconia was coolly inspecting her flail, casting occasional glances at the pair.

“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head. “Maybe we should seek solace in each other now that our raven’s heart seems to flutter away.”

“With you?” She asked and laughed. He gave her a wolfish grin.

The Drow pushed down the bards head with a hand.

“Know your place male.”

Mook suddenly shot up and pointed.

“There he is.” She hissed. “I’ll go up and talk to him.”

A man was walking towards them, still difficult to see in the darkness. The party got up and grouped together. The man stopped a good bit from them. Mook was about to start walking towards him when Groder quickly grabbed after the half-elven thief. Being rather short he managed grab a hold of the lining on Mook`s pants. He pulled back.

“Hey!” Mook cried and went red in the face. “What are you doing with my pants?”

“Are you an idiot?” Groder asked. “He could be a vampire for all you know and you are just going to stroll up to him? Let us handle this.”

He let go of the pants and they snapped back causing Mook to yelp. She watched the party moved towards the man while rubbing her behind.

**

The man was tall, pale and bald. He was dressed like a noble and held his head high. As the group got closer it became hard for them to miss the two burning red eyes. It was not hard to guess as to what the man was. His features where waxy and smooth. When they had gotten close enough he spoke.

“And here I had hoped to find only Mook.” The voice was smooth, like a polished blade. “It does not matter of course.” He bowed. “I am Lassal and now my business is with you instead.”

“Even if you are a vampire, you are alone.” Groder said and brought forth his axe.

Lassal raised a nonexistent eyebrow.

“Who said I was alone?” He loudly snapped his fingers

They came bounding over the rooftops, five on hands and bent legs like beasts, all pretence of aristocracy gone. The vampires landed around Lassal, slavering jaws wide. Three men and two women all half-naked sat on their hunches and waited for Lassal to command them.

“Eh… Viconia… I hope you have some spells to counter them?” Groder said nervously.

The Drow cleric did not answer him. She had already begun chanting, so had Jaheira. When Nalia and Yoshimo let their arrows fly, the vampires scattered and attacked. One of the female vampires bounded on Haer`Dalis, the actors movements blurred with speed as he narrowly dodged the oncoming vampire. The vampires had speed and strength to their advantage and one of the males, a scarred thing jumped clear over most of the party heading for Nalia and Yoshimo. Nalia dropped her bow and fumbled for her short sword when the scarred vampire landed in front of her swung a fist. His arm was stopped by Yoshimo`s blade as the bounty hunter managed to position himself between the vampire and the young noble.

The blade caught the vampires arm and nearly tore it off but the thing jumped back. Then it ran forward again and delivered a forceful kick to Yoshimo`s face. The Kara-Turan was flung into Nalia and both fell in a heap on the ground.

Jaheira had been forced to stop chanting and defend herself and Viconia. The druid concentrated on the vampire in front of her. It was one of the females who wore an odd collection of sashes; it had pulled forth a wicked looking dagger and was continuously jabbing for the half-elf. Jaheira deflected the blows expertly but noticed that the vampire was not putting much effort in the fighting. The vampire dodged one of her swings, stepped back and threw the dagger hard, aiming for the half-elf’s legs. She managed to dodge the dagger at last second but it gave the vampire ample time to sink its fist into the druid’s stomach.

Groder noted with some satisfaction between trying to dodge a vampires blows that Hiranmayi had not been all talk. Several savage cuts had appeared on the vampire she fought but it was a fight on the retreat. The girl kept backing in a circle as to not get to far away from Groder. This had earned her several claw marks on her arms. Groder had his own problems; the vampire he fought was tall with long limbs, its reach great. It landed kicks on his arms and shoulders, not hard enough to break bone but to keep him of balance. The vampire was merely toying with him. Kicking hard it dislocated his left shoulder.

Haer`Dalis had been felled to the ground by the other female vampire and they lay embracing. His blades were shoved to the hilt into the vampire’s body and also cutting into his own. The vampires head lolled above his, ragged breaths blowing in its face. Viconia finished her spell and a wave of energy ripped outwards from her. They could not see it but feel it and when it reached the vampires they were thrown like rag dolls. The vampire on top of Haer`Dalis was being forced backwards but being stuck it could not move and its body folded back on itself.

The scarred vampire with the almost cut off arm was thrown forward, its arm flying away ahead of it. The female with the sashes squatted on Jaheira, playing with its dagger and was dragged across the cobblestone ripping up its back when the energy hit it. The two fighting Groder and Hiranmayi were tossed back hitting the ground with hard bone breaking falls.

Lassal was the only one unaffected as he had not entered the battle and stood just at the edge where the wave of repellent energy dissipated. He clapped his hands.

“This is the problem with all fledglings’ not only feral ones like these.” He said. “They never think about attacking the priestess first. I think we can all get ready again soon, well expect Mari, she seems to be bent out of shape.” Lassal snickered at his own joke.

The vampires got back up expect for the one folded on Haer`Dalis. They were ragged and bloody but ready for more fighting.

“Groder! Are you alright!” Hiranmayi cried and ran over to the boy.

“Huh?” Lassal looked surprised. Then his eyes widened. “Back! Back you fool’s! Leave them or the mistress will have our hides!”

“But Lassal… they are ripe for the picking.” The vampire that had been fighting Hiranmayi said.

Lassal grabbed the vampire’s head with one hand and squeezed until it popped like a ripe tomato.

“Obey!” He growled. The remaining vampires did and took off. Lassal swore and then turned into a swarm of bats that flew into the night sky.

Mook came running with an armful of healing potions and the party’s two healers made preparations. Haer`Dalises wounds were the worst and he coughing all the while explained how he liked having women on top of him just not ones that tried to kill him. Otherwise the injuries consisted of bruises, cuts and dislocated bones.

“Well, we got soundly defeated.” Groder said as he leaned against a house wall. “The next time we meet a vampire it will laugh itself to death.”

“Or maybe they will run away again when they realize you are with us.” Viconia pushed his left shoulder and nodded.

“Yes, why was that?” Hiranmayi asked leaning against Groder on his right side.

“I think we can assume that Bodhi`s interest in me has to do with the Bhaal thing, as usual.” Groder sighed.

“You had hoped that it was your winning personality and sexy body that sealed the deal… eh My Raven?” Haer`Dalis coughed.

“Do you want me to kick you in the chest?” Groder`s eyes narrowed dangerously.

**

Aran Linvail did not smile during the second meeting. This time the narrow face was tense. The room seemed smaller to Groder this time because there were more people present. Frost, the large man which had let them in during the day was there, Sime and Mook as well as the woman with the scar that had taunted them. Renal Bloodscalp leaned against the Shadow Masters desk.

“That the vampire knew Mook by name is no surprise, we have had defections after all.” For the first time Aran sneered then he went on. “The fact that you were almost killed is problematic.”

“You don`t say.” Groder quipped.

“To be honest.” Aran said smoothly. “I thought that you all were more powerful then this. You are after all the heroes of Baldur’s Gate”

“Three of us are. Me, Viconia and Jaheira.” Groder responded. “Tonight was dumb luck.”

Viconia cleared her throat. When she received no answer, she smacked Groder lightly on the back of the head.

“Right…” He said. “Dumb luck and Viconia.”

Aran sighed.

“We know where the vampires’ lair is. Valen was very cooperative.” He leaned back in the chair. “What happened tonight made me re-evaluate some things. I was planning on relying heavily on you but now I see that we must move against the vampires fast and hard, soon. Tomorrow even, during the day when they sleep.”

“Are you sure about that course of action?” Jaheira asked.

Aran slammed a fist into his desk.

“Yes, there will be less trouble for you during the day and they will not expect an attack so soon. Their defences will be lax.” Aran motioned towards the assembled thieves. “You will have backup of course. I wish I could spare more but trouble has a way of amassing it self.” He went on. “I hope that you as experienced adventurers will tip the scales in our favour. Now, you know Sime and you have met both Frost and Renal.” He pointed at the scarred woman. “That is Rose.”

The scarred woman bowed slightly.

“Now I am not thrilled at the prospect of wandering into a bunch of vampires even if they are asleep.” Renal began when Aran had introduced Rose. “And your performance tonight has not emboldened me.” He added.

Groder rested his chin in his hand.

“And what so you propose we do?”

“Fire.” Renal said. “We take out the sentry’s as quietly as possible and then burn as much as possible. Ending their leadership would be very good but we have to assume that those are very powerful vampires.”

Groder nodded.

“Yes, the one we met Lassal is most likely one. Their leader is a woman named Bodhi.” He said.

“We know.” Aran cut in. “Ending her life would do a great deal to break them.”

“What do you think?” Groder asked and turned in his seat, looking at his companions.

“It is not the best plan I have ever heard but it is workable.” Jaheira sighed.

“Bah!” Viconia snorted. “It is a foolish plan which will most likely kill us all.”

“All the more reason to try it then!” Haer`Dalis said.

**

Groder pulled the blanket around himself. In the end there had been no debate. For Aran to let them go to Spellhold, the vampires had to be defeated. So they would rest here, in a room on the second floor of the guild house and tomorrow one hour before noon they would wake and prepare. Then they would go to the graveyards and the catacombs and there would be much death. He hoped it would not be his own. The boy wanted to shrug it off, the feeling that he was mortal and as such could feel terror. Not wanting to admit it but he felt as afraid as he had when Ganishuka had stood before him and he felt just as alone. Hiranmayi crept in under his blanket and he was surprised for a moment.

“You look worried.” She whispered.

He gave a dry chuckle. “Because I am. I really am.”

“Do not fear death.” She kissed his neck. “Having faced it you should not fear it. Life is too short to fear such things.”

Hiranmayi embraced him. He held her as well.

“Sleep.” She whispered. “You shall see that we will live after tomorrow as well.”

#2 Guest_Ananke_*

Posted 12 April 2007 - 07:19 AM

Cold night breezes rolled in from the sea but Groder still felt angry.

:D I have no idea how much of the comedic value of this sentence was planned, but it's great. :D

“Odd, I was told you where a bunch of swine.”

'were'

A few hours passed by without any incident and boredom had set in. Groder watched Hiranmayi do acrobatics on the crates. The girl was very agile and the boy’s thoughts wandered. Viconia was coolly inspecting her flail, casting occasional glances at the pair.

“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head.

Now, that's just a great genre scene! I can see them all behaving just like that. :P

He let go of the pants and they snapped back causing Mook to yelp. She watched the party moved towards the man while rubbing her behind.

She'll survive! She'll survive! I'm happy, because I hate it when the game (or any game) doesn't even give the option of rescuing whoever you're supposed to rescue. :D

The man was tall, pale and bald. He was dressed like a noble and held his head high. As the group got closer it became hard for them to miss the two burning red eyes.


This is kind of hard to miss, I guess. B)

“Who said I was alone?” He loudly snapped his fingers


Uh-oh! (And now starts a long fight scene I will refrain from commenting upon. I hope that you enjoy writing these parts, and I really hope that someone will give you a commentary worthy of the effort, because while I appreciate it, the indubitable beauty of the choreography is completely lost on me. :) )

well expect Mari, she seems to be bent out of shape.” Lassal snickered at his own joke.

Poor joke, Lassal. Death killed your sense of humour, it seems.
'except for'

“Groder! Are you alright!” Hiranmayi cried and ran over to the boy.

Aww! She cares! (For her bounty, that is.)

“Huh?” Lassal looked surprised. Then his eyes widened. “Back! Back you fool’s! Leave them or the mistress will have our hides!”

It's so great to be untouchable.

Aran Linvail did not smile during the second meeting.

I daresay he didn't.

“Yes, there will be less trouble for you during the day and they will not expect an attack so soon. Their defences will be lax.” Aran motioned towards the assembled thieves. “You will have backup of course. I wish I could spare more but trouble has a way of amassing it self.” He went on. “I hope that you as experienced adventurers will tip the scales in our favour. Now, you know Sime and you have met both Frost and Renal.” He pointed at the scarred woman. “That is Rose.”

Whoa! He's clever, your Aran. I'm impressed. ;)

“Fire.” Renal said. “We take out the sentry’s as quietly as possible and then burn as much as possible. Ending their leadership would be very good but we have to assume that those are very powerful vampires.”


Ahh. And there is even a Battle Plan! :) Yay for Battle Plans, back-ups, contingencies, and general assorted rational attitudes to quests and not going in blindly. :D

(Shouldn't they take some stakes, though? Just in case? :) )

“All the more reason to try it then!” Haer`Dalis said.

'Dalis. I adore you. ;)

“Sleep.” She whispered. “You shall see that we will live after tomorrow as well.”

Aww. She cares again! And this time, it doesn't even seem like she's only caring for the bounty... Aww.

I enjoyed the chapter a lot, and would like to say it outright here, because, now that I reread my comments, they seem pretty silly. :D

But yes, it was fun. :D

#3 Guest_Theodur_*

Posted 13 April 2007 - 08:42 AM

Cold night breezes rolled in from the sea but Groder still felt angry. The party walked along darkened streets down towards the place where they were supposed to guard the thieves’ goods. The street opened up and became the wharf. They quickly located the boxed goods by the half-elf sitting on one of the smaller crates. The redhead looked up and a depressed look ran over her face.


“Oh… It’s you guys.” Mook said and jumped off the crate.


Poor Mook, the sadly inconsequential plot-death NPC.

“Odd, I was told you where a bunch of swine.” Hiranmayi said. “Although that one was incorrect.”


Those would be the slum gutter manners showing again, yes?

“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head. “Maybe we should seek solace in each other now that our raven’s heart seems to flutter away.”


Eww! Don’t be disgusting.

A man was walking towards them, still difficult to see in the darkness. The party got up and grouped together. The man stopped a good bit from them. Mook was about to start walking towards him when Groder quickly grabbed after the half-elven thief. Being rather short he managed grab a hold of the lining on Mook`s pants. He pulled back.


“Hey!” Mook cried and went red in the face. “What are you doing with my pants?”


He does that to all the ladies.

They came bounding over the rooftops, five on hands and bent legs like beasts, all pretence of aristocracy gone. The vampires landed around Lassal, slavering jaws wide. Three men and two women all half-naked sat on their hunches and waited for Lassal to command them.


Hey that wasn’t in the game! ;) Cheat!

Haer`Dalis had been felled to the ground by the other female vampire and they lay embracing.


That perv never misses an opportunity, does he? :)

“This is the problem with all fledglings’ not only feral ones like these.” He said. “They never think about attacking the priestess first. I think we can all get ready again soon, well expect Mari, she seems to be bent out of shape.” Lassal snickered at his own joke.


Har har. :)

“Huh?” Lassal looked surprised. Then his eyes widened. “Back! Back you fool’s! Leave them or the mistress will have our hides!”


Yes, dead Groder isn’t in Bodhi’s plans.

“Well, we got soundly defeated.” Groder said as he leaned against a house wall. “The next time we meet a vampire it will laugh itself to death.”


Yeah, doesn’t look as if they could stand up to Bodhi, really.

“I think we can assume that Bodhi`s interest in me has to do with the Bhaal thing, as usual.” Groder sighed.

“You had hoped that it was your winning personality and sexy body that sealed the deal… eh My Raven?” Haer`Dalis coughed.


Can we kill him already? :)

“To be honest.” Aran said smoothly. “I thought that you all were more powerful then this. You are after all the heroes of Baldur’s Gate”


Well, they are vampires. The real vampires in D&D are seriously powerful… no wonder your own guild can do nothing about them, Aran.

“We know where the vampires’ lair is. Valen was very cooperative.” He leaned back in the chair. “What happened tonight made me re-evaluate some things. I was planning on relying heavily on you but now I see that we must move against the vampires fast and hard, soon. Tomorrow even, during the day when they sleep.”


Oh, so they’re getting several hundred thieves to help? Their chances just improved slightly. :D

“Yes, there will be less trouble for you during the day and they will not expect an attack so soon. Their defences will be lax.” Aran motioned towards the assembled thieves. “You will have backup of course. I wish I could spare more but trouble has a way of amassing it self.” He went on. “I hope that you as experienced adventurers will tip the scales in our favour. Now, you know Sime and you have met both Frost and Renal.” He pointed at the scarred woman. “That is Rose.”


I she a druid? B) (Sorry, my main Warcraft character is named Rosepetal, or Rose for short. :D)

“Yes, the one we met Lassal is most likely one. Their leader is a woman named Bodhi.” He said.


“We know.” Aran cut in. “Ending her life would do a great deal to break them.”


That’ll have to wait, I’m afraid.

“Bah!” Viconia snorted. “It is a foolish plan which will most likely kill us all.”


“All the more reason to try it then!” Haer`Dalis said.


Oh… SHUT UP, already! ;)

Hiranmayi embraced him. He held her as well.


“Sleep.” She whispered. “You shall see that we will live after tomorrow as well.”


If I wouldn’t be so cynical I would probably think she cares. :D

#4 Guest_Futurist_*

Posted 13 April 2007 - 10:57 AM

Cold night breezes rolled in from the sea but Groder still felt angry.


:D I have no idea how much of the comedic value of this sentence was planned, but it's great. :D


Well, it was not intentional... :D

“Odd, I was told you where a bunch of swine.”


'were'


Will fix it, thanks.

A few hours passed by without any incident and boredom had set in. Groder watched Hiranmayi do acrobatics on the crates. The girl was very agile and the boy’s thoughts wandered. Viconia was coolly inspecting her flail, casting occasional glances at the pair.

“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head.


Now, that's just a great genre scene! I can see them all behaving just like that. :D


Thank you. :P

He let go of the pants and they snapped back causing Mook to yelp. She watched the party moved towards the man while rubbing her behind.


She'll survive! She'll survive! I'm happy, because I hate it when the game (or any game) doesn't even give the option of rescuing whoever you're supposed to rescue. :P


Yep, Mook will live. :D

The man was tall, pale and bald. He was dressed like a noble and held his head high. As the group got closer it became hard for them to miss the two burning red eyes.



This is kind of hard to miss, I guess. B)


Yeah, the downside of being a vampire at night.

“Who said I was alone?” He loudly snapped his fingers



Uh-oh! (And now starts a long fight scene I will refrain from commenting upon. I hope that you enjoy writing these parts, and I really hope that someone will give you a commentary worthy of the effort, because while I appreciate it, the indubitable beauty of the choreography is completely lost on me. :) )


Don`t worry about it. :D

well expect Mari, she seems to be bent out of shape.” Lassal snickered at his own joke.


Poor joke, Lassal. Death killed your sense of humour, it seems.
'except for'


We can assume his humour was poor to begin with.

“Groder! Are you alright!” Hiranmayi cried and ran over to the boy.


Aww! She cares! (For her bounty, that is.)


Well, there won`t be any Ganishuka if Groder ups and dies.

“Huh?” Lassal looked surprised. Then his eyes widened. “Back! Back you fool’s! Leave them or the mistress will have our hides!”


It's so great to be untouchable.


The fact that the vampires try to kill you despite your value to their queen is stupid. I try to remedy that. :D

Aran Linvail did not smile during the second meeting.


I daresay he didn't.


He is not pleased no.

“Yes, there will be less trouble for you during the day and they will not expect an attack so soon. Their defences will be lax.” Aran motioned towards the assembled thieves. “You will have backup of course. I wish I could spare more but trouble has a way of amassing it self.” He went on. “I hope that you as experienced adventurers will tip the scales in our favour. Now, you know Sime and you have met both Frost and Renal.” He pointed at the scarred woman. “That is Rose.”


Whoa! He's clever, your Aran. I'm impressed. ;)


You don’t get to run a huge thieves guild if you aren’t clever.

“Fire.” Renal said. “We take out the sentry’s as quietly as possible and then burn as much as possible. Ending their leadership would be very good but we have to assume that those are very powerful vampires.”



Ahh. And there is even a Battle Plan! :) Yay for Battle Plans, back-ups, contingencies, and general assorted rational attitudes to quests and not going in blindly. :D


Thanks, I just thought they needed some sort of plan.

(Shouldn't they take some stakes, though? Just in case? :) )


They are getting them. :P

“All the more reason to try it then!” Haer`Dalis said.


'Dalis. I adore you. ;)


Heh... He is a special guy.

“Sleep.” She whispered. “You shall see that we will live after tomorrow as well.”


Aww. She cares again! And this time, it doesn't even seem like she's only caring for the bounty... Aww.


She is going to run into the not so nice side of Groder eventually.

I enjoyed the chapter a lot, and would like to say it outright here, because, now that I reread my comments, they seem pretty silly. :D

But yes, it was fun. :)


Thank you. *bows* I hope for you continued enjoyment.

#5 Guest_Futurist_*

Posted 13 April 2007 - 11:13 AM

[quote][quote]Cold night breezes rolled in from the sea but Groder still felt angry. The party walked along darkened streets down towards the place where they were supposed to guard the thieves’ goods. The street opened up and became the wharf. They quickly located the boxed goods by the half-elf sitting on one of the smaller crates. The redhead looked up and a depressed look ran over her face.

“Oh… It’s you guys.” Mook said and jumped off the crate.
[/quote]

Poor Mook, the sadly inconsequential plot-death NPC.
[/quote]

But I let her live! :D

[quote]
[quote]“Odd, I was told you where a bunch of swine.” Hiranmayi said. “Although that one was incorrect.” [/quote]

Those would be the slum gutter manners showing again, yes?
[/quote]

Oh yeah. She is a frank little bugger.

[quote]
[quote]“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head. “Maybe we should seek solace in each other now that our raven’s heart seems to flutter away.” [/quote]

Eww! Don’t be disgusting.
[/quote]

Viconia: I would not touch him with a pole and gloves.

[quote]
[quote]A man was walking towards them, still difficult to see in the darkness. The party got up and grouped together. The man stopped a good bit from them. Mook was about to start walking towards him when Groder quickly grabbed after the half-elven thief. Being rather short he managed grab a hold of the lining on Mook`s pants. He pulled back.

“Hey!” Mook cried and went red in the face. “What are you doing with my pants?”
[/quote]

He does that to all the ladies.
[/quote]

Oh yeah, Groder is a real casanova. He just hasn`t gotten around to wooing Jaheira yet. :)

[quote]
[quote]They came bounding over the rooftops, five on hands and bent legs like beasts, all pretence of aristocracy gone. The vampires landed around Lassal, slavering jaws wide. Three men and two women all half-naked sat on their hunches and waited for Lassal to command them. [/quote]

Hey that wasn’t in the game! :P Cheat!
[/quote]

This Lassal has a higher int score then then the Lassal in the game. :P

[quote]
[quote]Haer`Dalis had been felled to the ground by the other female vampire and they lay embracing.[/quote]

That perv never misses an opportunity, does he? :D
[/quote]

No, even when it hurts him. :D

[quote]
[quote]“This is the problem with all fledglings’ not only feral ones like these.” He said. “They never think about attacking the priestess first. I think we can all get ready again soon, well expect Mari, she seems to be bent out of shape.” Lassal snickered at his own joke. [/quote]

Har har. :)
[/quote]

He kills at parties with those jokes.

[quote]
[quote]“Huh?” Lassal looked surprised. Then his eyes widened. “Back! Back you fool’s! Leave them or the mistress will have our hides!” [/quote]

Yes, dead Groder isn’t in Bodhi’s plans.
[/quote]

Nope, Which is why it never made any sense for the vampires to try and kill you. One would assume that Bodhi told her brood that charname was special.

They could at least have made it so that you woke up in Spellhold when the vampires got you in their lair or something.



[quote]
[quote]“Well, we got soundly defeated.” Groder said as he leaned against a house wall. “The next time we meet a vampire it will laugh itself to death.”
[/quote]

Yeah, doesn’t look as if they could stand up to Bodhi, really.
[/quote]

She won`t be very impressed. Then again numbers are in their favour.

[quote]
[quote]“I think we can assume that Bodhi`s interest in me has to do with the Bhaal thing, as usual.” Groder sighed.

“You had hoped that it was your winning personality and sexy body that sealed the deal… eh My Raven?” Haer`Dalis coughed. [/quote]

Can we kill him already? B)
[/quote]

Nooo.... He must live for future hijinks. ;)

[quote]
[quote]“To be honest.” Aran said smoothly. “I thought that you all were more powerful then this. You are after all the heroes of Baldur’s Gate” [/quote]

Well, they are vampires. The real vampires in D&D are seriously powerful… no wonder your own guild can do nothing about them, Aran.
[/quote]

I don`t see why they just didn`t sic the city on the vampires. I mean they have the Radiant heart, the temples, the cowled wizards etc. The Shadow Thieves carry some weight in the council IIRC.

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[quote]“We know where the vampires’ lair is. Valen was very cooperative.” He leaned back in the chair. “What happened tonight made me re-evaluate some things. I was planning on relying heavily on you but now I see that we must move against the vampires fast and hard, soon. Tomorrow even, during the day when they sleep.” [/quote]

Oh, so they’re getting several hundred thieves to help? Their chances just improved slightly. :D
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You made me realize that guild is pretty large. Just getting the four thieves seems a bit dumb now. I may have to rewrite the next chapter.



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[quote]“Yes, there will be less trouble for you during the day and they will not expect an attack so soon. Their defences will be lax.” Aran motioned towards the assembled thieves. “You will have backup of course. I wish I could spare more but trouble has a way of amassing it self.” He went on. “I hope that you as experienced adventurers will tip the scales in our favour. Now, you know Sime and you have met both Frost and Renal.” He pointed at the scarred woman. “That is Rose.”[/quote]

I she a druid? :D (Sorry, my main Warcraft character is named Rosepetal, or Rose for short. :P)
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No, no druid. I just slapped a name on her and Rose doesn`t exactly come to mind with her scar and everything

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[quote]“Yes, the one we met Lassal is most likely one. Their leader is a woman named Bodhi.” He said.

“We know.” Aran cut in. “Ending her life would do a great deal to break them.”
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That’ll have to wait, I’m afraid.
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But someone is going to slap Bodhi around a bit... well, verbaly at least.

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[quote]“Bah!” Viconia snorted. “It is a foolish plan which will most likely kill us all.”

“All the more reason to try it then!” Haer`Dalis said.
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Oh… SHUT UP, already! :D
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:)

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[quote]Hiranmayi embraced him. He held her as well.

“Sleep.” She whispered. “You shall see that we will live after tomorrow as well.”
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If I wouldn’t be so cynical I would probably think she cares. ;)[/quote]

Maybe, maybe not...

#6 Guest_Cel_*

Posted 14 April 2007 - 09:50 PM

“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head. “Maybe we should seek solace in each other now that our raven’s heart seems to flutter away.”

“With you?” She asked and laughed. He gave her a wolfish grin.

The Drow pushed down the bards head with a hand.

“Know your place male.”


That little scene is perfectly Viconia and Haer'Dalis :D

A man was walking towards them, still difficult to see in the darkness. The party got up and grouped together. The man stopped a good bit from them. Mook was about to start walking towards him when Groder quickly grabbed after the half-elven thief. Being rather short he managed grab a hold of the lining on Mook`s pants. He pulled back.

“Hey!” Mook cried and went red in the face. “What are you doing with my pants?”


At least he pulled back and not down.

“And here I had hoped to find only Mook.” The voice was smooth, like a polished blade. “It does not matter of course.” He bowed. “I am Lassal and now my business is with you instead.”


I hate how you never can save Mook in the game.

They came bounding over the rooftops, five on hands and bent legs like beasts, all pretence of aristocracy gone. The vampires landed around Lassal, slavering jaws wide. Three men and two women all half-naked sat on their hunches and waited for Lassal to command them.


Haunches, not hunches, unless you really want them to sit on their gut feelings ;)

“But Lassal… they are ripe for the picking.” The vampire that had been fighting Hiranmayi said.

Lassal grabbed the vampire’s head with one hand and squeezed until it popped like a ripe tomato.


*wince*

Mook came running with an armful of healing potions and the party’s two healers made preparations. Haer`Dalises wounds were the worst and he coughing all the while explained how he liked having women on top of him just not ones that tried to kill him. Otherwise the injuries consisted of bruises, cuts and dislocated bones.


:) Your Haer'Dalis truly is priceless!

“To be honest.” Aran said smoothly. “I thought that you all were more powerful then this. You are after all the heroes of Baldur’s Gate”


;)

“Yes, there will be less trouble for you during the day and they will not expect an attack so soon. Their defences will be lax.” Aran motioned towards the assembled thieves. “You will have backup of course. I wish I could spare more but trouble has a way of amassing it self.” He went on. “I hope that you as experienced adventurers will tip the scales in our favour. Now, you know Sime and you have met both Frost and Renal.” He pointed at the scarred woman. “That is Rose.”


By any other name, eh? :lol:

“Do not fear death.” She kissed his neck. “Having faced it you should not fear it. Life is too short to fear such things.”

Hiranmayi embraced him. He held her as well.

“Sleep.” She whispered. “You shall see that we will live after tomorrow as well.”


She does have her moments ;)

#7 Guest_Futurist_*

Posted 15 April 2007 - 08:00 PM


“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head. “Maybe we should seek solace in each other now that our raven’s heart seems to flutter away.”

“With you?” She asked and laughed. He gave her a wolfish grin.

The Drow pushed down the bards head with a hand.

“Know your place male.”


That little scene is perfectly Viconia and Haer'Dalis ;)


Thank you.


A man was walking towards them, still difficult to see in the darkness. The party got up and grouped together. The man stopped a good bit from them. Mook was about to start walking towards him when Groder quickly grabbed after the half-elven thief. Being rather short he managed grab a hold of the lining on Mook`s pants. He pulled back.

“Hey!” Mook cried and went red in the face. “What are you doing with my pants?”


At least he pulled back and not down.


Yeah, there would have been smacks abound if he had.


“And here I had hoped to find only Mook.” The voice was smooth, like a polished blade. “It does not matter of course.” He bowed. “I am Lassal and now my business is with you instead.”


I hate how you never can save Mook in the game.


Yeah. But here she gets to live and prosper.


They came bounding over the rooftops, five on hands and bent legs like beasts, all pretence of aristocracy gone. The vampires landed around Lassal, slavering jaws wide. Three men and two women all half-naked sat on their hunches and waited for Lassal to command them.


Haunches, not hunches, unless you really want them to sit on their gut feelings :(


Haunches, got it. Will change it. Ermm..

Curse you, MS Word, curse youuuuuu!


“But Lassal… they are ripe for the picking.” The vampire that had been fighting Hiranmayi said.

Lassal grabbed the vampire’s head with one hand and squeezed until it popped like a ripe tomato.


*wince*


Lassal is a nasty guy.


Mook came running with an armful of healing potions and the party’s two healers made preparations. Haer`Dalises wounds were the worst and he coughing all the while explained how he liked having women on top of him just not ones that tried to kill him. Otherwise the injuries consisted of bruises, cuts and dislocated bones.


:wink: Your Haer'Dalis truly is priceless!


Thank you. ;)


“To be honest.” Aran said smoothly. “I thought that you all were more powerful then this. You are after all the heroes of Baldur’s Gate”


:wink:


Aran: Obviously the tales of thier powress was exaggerated.


“Yes, there will be less trouble for you during the day and they will not expect an attack so soon. Their defences will be lax.” Aran motioned towards the assembled thieves. “You will have backup of course. I wish I could spare more but trouble has a way of amassing it self.” He went on. “I hope that you as experienced adventurers will tip the scales in our favour. Now, you know Sime and you have met both Frost and Renal.” He pointed at the scarred woman. “That is Rose.”


By any other name, eh? ;)


Indeed. :wink:


“Do not fear death.” She kissed his neck. “Having faced it you should not fear it. Life is too short to fear such things.”

Hiranmayi embraced him. He held her as well.

“Sleep.” She whispered. “You shall see that we will live after tomorrow as well.”


She does have her moments :D


A few, she may revise her opinion on Groder in the future though.

#8 Weyoun

Posted 15 April 2007 - 09:12 PM

This chapter and the next one will be rather action filled. Then we move on to Brynnlaw and beyond! I know there are some loose ends but do not worry I will tie them up before the end.


Oh… Watch for the Viconia ex machina! :wink: (I know, I know)


Ooooh, Vicky! ;)

“Odd, I was told you were a bunch of swine.” Hiranmayi said. “Although that one was incorrect.”


Well, she's still annoying...

A few hours passed by without any incident and boredom had set in. Groder watched Hiranmayi do acrobatics on the crates. The girl was very agile and the boy’s thoughts wandered. Viconia was coolly inspecting her flail, casting occasional glances at the pair.


“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head. “Maybe we should seek solace in each other now that our raven’s heart seems to flutter away.”


“With you?” She asked and laughed. He gave her a wolfish grin.

The Drow pushed down the bards head with a hand.


Yes, you tell him, Vic! :(

“Hey!” Mook cried and went red in the face. “What are you doing with my pants?”


A line no woman would want to say... :D

Lassal was the only one unaffected as he had not entered the battle and stood just at the edge where the wave of repellent energy dissipated. He clapped his hands.


Nice fighting going on.

Lassal grabbed the vampire’s head with one hand and squeezed until it popped like a ripe tomato.


Well, that's one way to get someone's attention. ;)

“Yes, why was that?” Hiranmayi asked leaning against Groder on his right side.


“I think we can assume that Bodhi`s interest in me has to do with the Bhaal thing, as usual.” Groder sighed.

“You had hoped that it was your winning personality and sexy body that sealed the deal… eh My Raven?” Haer`Dalis coughed.


:wink:

Viconia cleared her throat. When she received no answer, she smacked Groder lightly on the back of the head.


“Right…” He said. “Dumb luck and Viconia.”


:wink:

**


Groder pulled the blanket around himself. In the end there had been no debate. For Aran to let them go to Spellhold, the vampires had to be defeated. So they would rest here, in a room on the second floor of the guild house and tomorrow one hour before noon they would wake and prepare. Then they would go to the graveyards and the catacombs and there would be much death. He hoped it would not be his own. The boy wanted to shrug it off, the feeling that he was mortal and as such could feel terror. Not wanting to admit it but he felt as afraid as he had when Ganishuka had stood before him and he felt just as alone. Hiranmayi crept in under his blanket and he was surprised for a moment.


Lets see what happens tomorrow, then.
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#9 Guest_Futurist_*

Posted 16 April 2007 - 05:43 AM

This chapter and the next one will be rather action filled. Then we move on to Brynnlaw and beyond! I know there are some loose ends but do not worry I will tie them up before the end.

Oh… Watch for the Viconia ex machina! :wink: (I know, I know)


Ooooh, Vicky! :)


Once more, the day is saved thanks to... Viconia!


“Odd, I was told you were a bunch of swine.” Hiranmayi said. “Although that one was incorrect.”


Well, she's still annoying...


A bit maybe. :(


A few hours passed by without any incident and boredom had set in. Groder watched Hiranmayi do acrobatics on the crates. The girl was very agile and the boy’s thoughts wandered. Viconia was coolly inspecting her flail, casting occasional glances at the pair.

“Perhaps you should go on the offensive as well, hmm…?” Haer`Dalis asked lazily. The bard lay sprawled on two crates, hands tucked under his head. “Maybe we should seek solace in each other now that our raven’s heart seems to flutter away.”

“With you?” She asked and laughed. He gave her a wolfish grin.

The Drow pushed down the bards head with a hand.


Yes, you tell him, Vic! ;)


Yep, she had her eyes firmly set on her prize.


“Hey!” Mook cried and went red in the face. “What are you doing with my pants?”


A line no woman would want to say... ;)


I am guessing a slap would follow and the argument: "I am saving you!" would most likely not fly. :D


Lassal was the only one unaffected as he had not entered the battle and stood just at the edge where the wave of repellent energy dissipated. He clapped his hands.


Nice fighting going on.


Thankee sai.


Lassal grabbed the vampire’s head with one hand and squeezed until it popped like a ripe tomato.


Well, that's one way to get someone's attention. ;)


What is the point of supernatural strength if you are not going to use it on underlings? ;)



“Yes, why was that?” Hiranmayi asked leaning against Groder on his right side.

“I think we can assume that Bodhi`s interest in me has to do with the Bhaal thing, as usual.” Groder sighed.

“You had hoped that it was your winning personality and sexy body that sealed the deal… eh My Raven?” Haer`Dalis coughed.


:wink:


Well, it could have been. ;)



Viconia cleared her throat. When she received no answer, she smacked Groder lightly on the back of the head.

“Right…” He said. “Dumb luck and Viconia.”


:wink:


She will remind him of her usefulness.




Groder pulled the blanket around himself. In the end there had been no debate. For Aran to let them go to Spellhold, the vampires had to be defeated. So they would rest here, in a room on the second floor of the guild house and tomorrow one hour before noon they would wake and prepare. Then they would go to the graveyards and the catacombs and there would be much death. He hoped it would not be his own. The boy wanted to shrug it off, the feeling that he was mortal and as such could feel terror. Not wanting to admit it but he felt as afraid as he had when Ganishuka had stood before him and he felt just as alone. Hiranmayi crept in under his blanket and he was surprised for a moment.


Lets see what happens tomorrow, then.


Lot’s of fighting and the admissions of an embarrassed author.




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