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Waterday, 12 Flocktime

Valon’s Journal

Nothing like a gigantic fall to wake one up....

The Dwarves were nice enough to offer free teleportation to Arun-tosa, though now I see why. We teleported far, far above the city. Fortunately I managed to keep my wits about me and did cast Feather Fall on Markus and myself. I suppose that will make an amusing tavern story....hmmm....The Tale of the Featherweight Elf...

Unfortunately, we were quite alone when we landed, other than the undead, who had quite a “welcoming party” for us. Markus and I ran for safety...which seemed to be a large “WE ARE HERE” sign in the sky. We met up with the party, who immediately thought Markus was chasing me. They all were ready to attack Markus, though I assured them he would be a help. A halfling fighter, Korin, who joined the party just before I left before didn’t back down, however, and I was forced to stop him using my musical ability. While it is quite potent, I do not care to use it in the fashion that I did. I know all too well what it is like to not be in control of my own body, and I do not have any intention of forcing that on others, unless there is a dire need.

We all decided it would be best to travel back toward the spot where Markus and I landed. Our “welcoming party” had caught up with us however, and we were forced to fight back through them. Thank goodness that Drusilia could destroy many of the creatures with her show of faith alone, which left few for us to fight.

We finally arrived at a tower with doors that were barred by magical runes. Fafnir, who had polymorphed into a small dragon, flew to the top of the tower and returned very quickly, saying that a lich was coming out onto the balcony. Indeed, it was a lich. Drusilia tried to force the creature away by channeling her deity’s power, but the lich seemed quite unimpressed. Markus decided that a lightning bolt would be the best way to force the lich away, but he was gravely mistaken. The lich cast a fireball into the center of the party, killing Markus outright and severely injuring several of the party. Almost the whole party scattered, realizing there was nothing we could do to fight this evil creature. Korin, however, ran up the wall and leaped on the lich. I was unable to see what happened next, but whatever did the brave halfling gave all of us time to escape...

Posted by Tim on May 25, 2003, 00:13 | Valon’s Journal