The Order of the Dark Flame: Book 5. (story, no spam)

Bloodstalker · Post by **Bloodstalker** » Sun Jan 11, 2004 7:41 pm

BS see lights go out. BS get very scared. Runs screaming from caverns crying for his mommy.

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dragon wench · Post by **dragon wench** » Mon Jan 12, 2004 11:09 pm

Chilling tentacles seized her.
It was as though her heart had stopped. Blackness.... the absolute absence of light. Like a shroud it enveloped her, seeped into her senses... permeating all she was.

Consumed by utter terror, Dragon Wench screamed.

Her entire life she had fought against this profound fear of small, enclosed spaces... Throughout their seemingly endless sojourn below ground she had barely restrained herself from succumbing to the panic that now clutched her in its glacial embrace.

Dimly she heard a voice near her in the darkness, the urgent incantation of a spell...

"Focus on breathing..."

Like a swimmer rising up from the ocean's murky depth, Dragon Wench struggled to reach surface and light. Finally, her rapid intakes of air subsided and her heart rate slowed.

Her thoughts clearing, Dragon Wench realised that this was nothing other than a favoured Drow evocation..... Still unnerved, however, she battled to recall the magic that she knew would act as a counter. Her head swam; images of yellowed and tattered scrolls passed through her mind...

And then she remembered. Her hands flowed against the darkness, and she whispered the words that would Dispel the Magic their foe had cast amongst them.

Mysteria · Post by **Mysteria** » Tue Jan 13, 2004 2:02 am

Mysteria had been lingering near a wall, tired of all the fighting, beginning to wish she'd never entered these cursed tunnels. Demons, undead, a succubus now ... would it never end? Suddenly, a wave of darkness swept out from right, swiftly growing and enclosing her and Fang. Within instants, she was completely enclosed in blackness. "Damn."

Reaching down with her left hand, she touched Fang on the back, gripping her drow sword with her left. "Your nose needs to be our eyes now, watch out." she whispered to him. Tense, she closed her eyes, then opened them again, making herself focus on hearing alone.

She felt Fang tense under her hand and an ever so slight rasping of leather over stone coming from the right and held herself very still.

Pebbles crunched slightly in front of her and she lifted her hand from Fang's back. In an instant, he had launched himself into the darkness, connecting hard with something that cursed in drow and crashed to the floor, sending something clattering of in the dark. Hesitating no longer, Mysteria was after Fang, groping on the floor, suddenly grasping a boot. Jerking hard on it brought more curses while Fang was growling to her left. Then she had steel chain under her fingers, already slick with blood and a crushing sound followed by a rasped gasp told her that Fang had bitten into more than steel. Furiously fighting to keep the drow from escaping her grip as he was kicking underneath her, she brought her sword close, then rammed it up into the chain and the drows body. Instants later, he was no longer fighting but there were more sounds next to her now.

Damn it, I need to see! Slowly getting up, she focused on listening once more, putting her hand of Fang's back once more, feeling him tense already.

Gwalchmai · Post by **Gwalchmai** » Tue Jan 20, 2004 9:21 pm

T’lainya had already begun the chant that would banish the poison from Gwalchmai when she spotted the first Drow entering the cavern. A feeling of dread washed over her as the Drow’s Darkness enveloped her. It wasn’t the absolute blackness that bothered her, it was the fact that she presented a primary target for the Drow, caught as she was in the middle of chanting her healing magic. She couldn’t move to cover until the chant was done, and there was no way she would stop before the spell was completed.

She braced herself for the inevitable crossbow bolt or sword thrust, focusing all her concentration on her blissful communion with Corellon Larethian. Yet no attack came, leaving her perplexed.

The spell cast, she leaned in close to listen as Gwalchmai’s breathing changed from labored to strong. “Thanks,” he whispered in her ear. Other sounds also greeted her ears: growls, metal-on-metal clashes, grunts, and the soft sounds of another spell being cast.

Just then, light once more flooded the chamber as Dragon Wench completed her abjuration of dispelling. T’lainya glanced around to assess the situation.

My Life as an Adventurer
by Gwalchmai Freewalker
Notes and Ideas

Again I am reminded of how important Clerical abilities are to the Adventuring Party. Spells to heal, remove poison, paralysis, and other maladies can be found as potions, but Clerics can cast these spell without you having to suffer the awful taste of a potion.

On a related note, Clerics of Corellon Larethian smell nice. Much nicer, in fact, than Ranger/Clerics of Mielikki.

Mysteria · Post by **Mysteria** » Sat Jan 31, 2004 5:52 am

The sounds of battle reverbated down the corridor as the Dark Flames moved agains the drow would-be ambusher. Finally. The ambush’s been sprung, time to act. Seesura silently moved into one of the two corridors the inept mageling hadn’t managed to collapse. Let’s finish her work. He retrieved a small flask from his hip and swallowed the content, then scrambled up the wall and onto the ceiling, melting into the darkness. First, he muted all sound in the area by a little silence spell, then he transformed a cubic foot of rock into mud which splashed to the ground without a sound. Having made sure he was still undiscovered, he retrieved a cubic, rather heavy device from the bag of holding on his belt and anchored it in the hole he’d created. Finally, he attached a long fuse to the device, unrolling it as he moved back down the corridor, still clinging to the ceiling. I wonder if they like fireworks … but first the other corridor. Ghosting across the ceiling, he entered the second remaining tunnel to repeat his procedure.