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[ 65] Scorn: The Battle of Dolund'ir (Day 3) (part 2)
Sun Oct 29 22:59:47 2000
To: Dolund'ir Althainia all
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Chanker whispered to the dragon, "Be still, my poultice will help heal you. "That smells foul!" Jormungander whispered. You trutch Chanker, Chanker make you all better.

Paziameira sniffed the air from within the caves vast opening. The sniff echoed loudly.

"A Metallic! I will not die lying down!" Jormungander stood tall and inhaled a deep breath taking almost a minute to gather as much air as he could. "NO! , DO NOT!" Yell Chanker but his please were too late. A VERY loud thundering sound CRACKED through the cave sending an enormous bolt through the cave to the opening. The Althainian crossbow unit and the wizard both caught the force of this massive bolt sending them to ground.

Kentanin skins flared on fire with only his magic saving him from death. Rowen was not so lucky, all that stood in his place were his boots. Yawg was knocked several feet away and burned severely, but for the moment he was breathing.

Paziameira evaded the blast, using the reflexes her birthright had given her. However, the flash had completely blinded her. The echo from the lighting blast shook the cave and quickly, the cave began to come down.

Chanker screamed "Now you see what you done! Now we both is tr..." A large boulder from the cave crashed down on top of Chanker, completely crushing him. Jormungander tried to make his way towards the entrance but was smashed with one large boulder and then another. Within seconds, he was completely buried under tons of solid rock.

Paziameira turned to exit the cave, but could only rely on her sense of smell. Her too, within seconds, was buried under this massive cave which had suddenly become a mountain.

Kentanin gasped in pain and disbelief. Why had he been the only one to survive? What had the gods had in store for him? A large silver figure stood over him now. "Maybe I am dead."

Xiervanthian stood above him and then he glanced at the cave. Before him were two dying mortals, Kentanin and Yawg. But he knew Paziameira went into that cave. He spotted a cleric earlier at the Althainia camp and he could save these men, but what of Paziameira? This choice was not easy. Xiervanthian moaned in a tone that only a dragon could as he picked up Kentanin and Yawg's near lifeless bodies and carried them back to the Althainian healer.

At the battle field the goblin and Althainian armies clashed. Vejita slashes one goblin infantrymen and then another before being brought down by a hoard of goblin militia.

Tarion brought down his sword into Vejita's chest followed by a strong pike slash from Cetjem, removing Vejita's head.

On the other side of the battlefield, an arrow from Arball found its way into Sheng's neck. Sheng slumped down onto his knees, and then fell over dead.

Smaragdinus enjoyed watching the carnage around him. He turned around and saw another Althainian infantry unit reinforcing the other. Smaragdinus grinned evilly and took in an enormous breath. A cloud of chlorine gas spread amongst the Althainian army may of them gasping for air and dying moments after contact. Smaragdinus leapt into his green cloud of gas and began to claw and bite the Althainian army he had betrayed to death.

Tarion slashed an Althainian infantryman and then shouted some more orders. From behind him came a smashing blow to the back of Tarion's head. Kalaman has gotten a clean hit with his mace to Tarions skull and Tarion lay in a bloodied heap. The goblin army stood in terror as their leader went down. Kalaman immediately turned to face the dragon that was tearing apart his army bit by bit.

Smaragdinus ripped the limbs off an Althainian crossbowman and then slashed his tail across a row of infantrymen sending them to the ground. Kalaman swung his bloody mace into Smaragdinus's side. Smaragdinus grinned at Kalaman and brought the force of his claws down at him. Before contact was made Smaragdinus was swatted by a great silver tail which sent it flying back into some trees.

Xiervanthian pounced on Smaragdinus clawing and biting into the Green Dragons hide. Smaragdinus responded with a cloud of gas all over Xiervanthian, choking the great silver dragon. The silver rose into the air above the poisonous gas and breathed a gas of his own, a cloud of paralyzing gas. Smaragdinus slowly fell, losing control of his muscles. Xiervanthian followed that breath by a cone of cold air making Smaragdinus's muscles go completely numb and the Large Wyrm fell to the ground, completely vulnerable. An Althainian crossbowman and former Slayer stood above the now harmless dragon. Kheldan placed his foot upon the dragons head and shot a lethal arrow right into both of Smaragdinus's eyes, ending this beast's life.

Nightfall had completely taken over and the goblin militia had dragged Tarion's breathing, but motionless body back within the city walls. The goblins retreated and closed themselves in the city as every wondered what the next dawn would bring.