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Chapter 18: Silverleaf vs. the Orc

Chapter 19: Unwelcome Alliance

Chapter 20: The Guardians

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Chapter 18: Silverleaf vs. the Orc

The orc with the bone helm changes his course and grabs his retching companion helping him up. He grabs his torch from the ground and points it in the direction of the hydra.

Silverleaf and the amber haired elf charge over to Wildstars' side. The amber haired elf gets there first and helps the struggling Wildstar. Silverleaf reaches the pair and raps Wildstar on the shoulder with his staff. The staff glows a brilliant green and Wildstar seems a bit stronger now.

Mirelle shouts, "Friends, we must cease our pointless combat, here in the face of great adversity. We are not thine enemies, and it will take the combined forces of both our parties to defeat this threat. Let this be the first act of cooperation between our two opposing forces. Let us form the example to which the rest of the world shall follow. There need not be any enmity between orcs and the rest of the races. Let us finally unite, and close this wound that has so long hindered us all."

Fandaliel shouts, "Can anyone get me some dry arrows?"

The orc with the bone helmet and single mace joins his companions as they run to one side, of the hall. They look back and forth between the hydra and the party as if not sure what to do. The orc with morning star pushes off his companions and opens his mouth and....retches again.

The burning form that was Torana begins to shrink. The flames disappear revealing the mage, apparently unharmed by the flames. Torana begins to speak a rune.

Rasalas shouts, "Another one! This place is crawling with 'em!" His eyes take on a strange gleam as his face distorts into one of pure rage. He holds his sword out in front of him pointing it at the hydra.

Aladfar moves away from the hydra helping Silverleaf and the amber haired elf move Wildstar away from the hydra.

The hydra slithers slowly forward. Its heads weaving back and forth looking at the orcs and the members of the party as if it is unsure as to whom to attack first.

The orc with morning star recovers and again stands up on his own. He looks fairly ill.

The hydra sees him as easy pray and gives a collective hiss and charges the orc.

The orc with the morning star opens his mouth and a horrifying roar issues from his throat. A sound that promises brutal painful death tightens muscles freezes blood and rips into souls. Everyone and everything stops to look at him. The hydra stops its charge and some of the heads look like they want to retreat. Whatever it decision might have been was taken away from it. During its moment of immobility, the orc holding his four-head morning star, charges and swings himself in a 360-degree circle, his arms outstretched. The hydra can do nothing but watch in horror as the orcs awesome weapon comes around with great speed and smashes into one of the heads. The first mace head crashes into the first hydra head, the second mace head smashes into the first mace head doing even further damage to the first hydra head. The third mace head impacts the first two driving them completely through the first hydra head obliterating it. The fourth mace head slashes at the throat of the third hydra head doing only minimal damage.

Mirelle begins to pray. Fandaliel takes aim with his bow and shoots. The arrow begins smoking in mid air and at the end a little spark shows up on the arrow as it slices through the air under the neck of one of the heads.

Rasalas charges the creature his sword swinging wildly.

The orc with the bone helm and mace charges the hydra getting there first, much to his regret as the hydra frightened by the events of the last few seconds, turns a head in his direction and spits out a large green glob that slams into him covering both his helm and chest and knocking him backwards. There is a sizzling sound as the orc begins to scream.

"Don't think you're getting away quite so easily." The orc mage levels a wand at the retreating form of Laerin. Several balls of fire leap from the tip of the wand and slam into the unfortunate elf.

Mirelle finishes her prayer and when nothing happens she looks around judging who might be injured.

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Rasalas reaches the hydra and attacks in an over the head swing bringing his sword down on the third head of the hydra, cleaving it in two. The fifth hydra head spits a thick glob of acid at the ogre. The acid splatters all over his armor and some of it gets on his face. He grunts and ignores it.

Wildstar lays down his sword momentarily and says, "Truce guys, lets fight the Hydras together first, and parlay with the orcs later."

The orc with the bone helmet and sword attacks the hydra, he tosses his torch at the creature. The torch hits the creatures' side and shatters.

Mirelle moves over to examine Laerin.

The amber haired elf moves away from Wildstar to pick up his dropped sword.

Fandaliel shoots and his smoky arrow slices through the air to pierce the side of the hydra, the shaft promptly shatters into dust.

The orc mage says, "Well now that was fun." He seems to notice the hydra for the first time and does a double take. "Uhh, uh...Hy...Hy...Hydr...Oh shit! We're dead! No!!!!!!" Pointing his wand at the hydra, the orc mage takes off running full tilt toward the back of the party. Five balls of fire shoot out the tip of the wand slamming into the hydra, Rasalas, the wall and two zooming off into the darkness. The mage doesn't look where he's going and suddenly impacts with solid air. A moment later he untangles himself from Halfstep and begins running again. Halfstep gets up and takes off after him disappearing after a few steps.

Silverleaf moves over to Wildstar and placing his hand on the human, he prays. The golden orange healing glow from the hooded one's hands spreads all over Wildstar making him stronger. Silverleaf moves away. He is visibly tired.

The orc with the bone helm and mace slowly gets up and tries wiping the acid off of his armor, but only succeeds in spreading it around.

The second hydra head takes a snap at the distressed orc and his jaws lock on the orcs armor, there is the sound of crunching bone and the orc screaming.

The orc with the four head morning star retreats for a moment, and begins spinning his weapon.

With a tear in her eye, Mirelle moves away from Laerin. Realizing there is nothing more that she can do for him, she moves next to the injured Aladfar. With a prayer that seems more like a song she uses the gift the goddess has given her to heal the ogre. No sooner has she finished than she begins again.

Rasalas prepares for another swipe at his sword, but the creature charges and the forth head makes a snap at his face. The ogre tries to jump back and ends up on his rear.

Wildstar thanks Silverleaf and picking up his sword he charges the hydra.

Fandaliel shoots again and his smoky arrow shatters harmlessly against the fifth head of the hydra. The head turns and looks to see what hit him and his eyes lock on Fandaliel.

The amber haired elf slices at the fourth head protecting the fallen Rasalas.

Danyx charges the hydra, hacking at the second head trying to break its hold on the orc. After a couple of hits the hydra releases the orc and tries to retreat. The orc slides to the ground screaming and holding his arm.

Silverleaf takes his bow and arrow and after a moment of aiming shoots at the hydra. His arrow slams into the neck of the second hydra as it gives an aggravated hiss.

Wildstar joins the attackers as the hydra begins its retreat.

Mirelle finishes healing Aladfar and looks around for someone.

The orc with the bone helm and sword thrusts his sword deep into the hydra side. The remaining heads hiss loudly and the tail begins thrashing around. The tail hits the orc with the morning star, entangling him up in his own weapon. The orc with the bone helm and sword is knocked down and tumbles away, but not fast enough as the creatures tail comes down upon his legs and a loud snapping is heard.

Rasalas gets up and retrieves his sword. Fandaliel shoots and the smoky arrow ignites into flames in mid-air! The arrow shallowly pierces one of the hydra's scales. The hydra's thrashing however cause it to fall out immediately.

Silverleaf shoots but with the thrashing of the creature his arrow bounces off a wildly gyrating neck.

The fourth and fifth hydra heads breath simultaneously and a mist of acid covers, Wildstar, the amber haired elf, Rasalas, the orc with the bone helm and mace, and Danyx. They scream out as the acid begins to dissolve their flesh!

Torana finishes his rune and points at the hydra. A bright flash appears just in front of it. The flash seems to turn into a bolt of light that shoots through the creature and into the darkness. A moment later the bolt of light comes back from the darkness slamming into the creature again! The bolt of light continues on until it hits a wall rebounding again. This time it goes off into the darkness.

The hydra hisses in pain as the second head collapses and it begins to slowly slither off into the darkness. The fourth head seems ready to collapse and the fifth head doesn't seem too energetic as well. A moment later the fourth head collapses and the creature disappears into the darkness, while everyone tries to escape the acid cloud.

Moments later the darkness beyond Torana, where the orc mage disappeared to, there is a big bright explosion that lights up the entire hallway!

Bright light, heat, and flames pour down the hallway for several feet, but not enough to reach the group. The entire building seems to shake and there are several strange howls, grunts and other sounds from somewhere in the building. A shower of dust comes down from the ceiling and soon the dust covers everything.

In the silence the only thing that can be heard is the screams and moans of those covered with the acid. . . . .

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Halfstep watches from the darkness thinking that this has just been a bad day all around, "When I get home I'm sticking to easy marks. This adventuring stuff isn't my style. Ah look there's that bastard orc mage." He watches as the mage points a wand at the hydra. Five balls of fire shoot out the tip of the wand slamming into the hydra, Rasalas, the wall and two zooming off into the darkness. The mage doesn't look where he's going and slams into an invisible Halfstep, who relieves him of assorted items. A moment later he untangles himself from Halfstep and begins running again. Halfstep gets up and takes off after him disappearing after a few steps. "Sorry, cowards aren't allowed here." He chuckles.

 

Halfstep chases the orc mage down the hallway. The mage doesn't stop running nor does he take any of the side branches. Finally the hallway ends and he mage stops near the remains of several slaughtered giant wolves. "Must...get ..must get away...hydra...no hyd. too dangerous...must run."

Halfstep creeps up on the mage and attacks. Catching the mage completely by surprise his sword cuts deeply into the mages back. The mage drops his wand and reaches for the sword stumbling forward a few steps. Halfstep picks up his wand and grabs the mage turning him around. He takes the wand and forces it down the mage's throat and wills it to activate. For a split second there is a look of absolute horror on the mage's face and absolute satisfaction on Halfsteps as the orc mage iis suddenly illuminated by fire as it explodes inside him. The wand in Halfstep's hand also explodes and the entire corridor is engulfed in a massive ball of flame!

When the explosion clears the hallway is in utter ruins, murals on the wall have been obliterated and the corpses of the wolves are clouds of soot floating away in the distance.

Of the mage there is no trace.

Of Halfstep there remains....a single ring and a half melted sword.

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Rasalas stumbles out of the acid cloud, gasping for air. His face a mass of burns and welts, he is quickly followed by the amber haired elf, and Danyx.

The orc with the bone helm and sword moves quickly back to join his companion with the morning star, who seems to be on his knees doubled over.

Fandaliel points his arrow at the pair of orcs and says, "Ok orc.... don't try anything funny."

Silverleaf moves toward Danyx and touches his staff to one of the elfs wounds. They golden glow signals the healing of the wounds. But the three still scream in pain as they hastily try and douse themselves with water.

Torana picks up a scroll and reads a rune. He gestures toward the melting puddles of ice and the water from them seems to leap up and douse Danyx and the amber haired elf, washing the acid from their bodies. Both collapse in pain.

Aladfar takes his waterskin and begins to pour it over Rasalas. But he stops realizing that it would do little good. The giant ogres' screams are silenced forever.

Mirelle moves toward the orc with the bone helm and sword. She reassures the orc that she is only going to cast a healing spell. Offering up a prayer to Tara, she places her hands on the orc who tenses up and her hands glow as they are surrounded by a bright pink aura. The aura spreads through the body of the orc who seems stronger.

The orc with the morning star stands up and says, "You've made a tactical error. You have left me with the upper hand and a weapon with which to destroy you should I choose it. Do not threaten me foolish ones." With the bare nod of his head, the cloud of acid seems to collapse and congeal into a single green pool which leaves the badly burned Wildstar and the orc with bone helm and mace free of the acid. The 5 ft wide green pool moves between the orc and Fandaliel, its surface seems to bubble and boil.

Silverleaf begins to pray.

Aladfar takes the time to grab the injured Wildstar and pull him closer to the rest of the group. The acid has sketched strange patterns in his strange armor. Had the armor been normal it may well have been dissolved by now. As it is he has lost all his other equipment, except for his sword. The human is barely conscious and unable to help himself.

Torana says, "There is no need for us to fight. Though our races are at war. We are here for another reason. If we are to fight let it be in another time and place. For now there are more important concerns. For one we must survive this place."

Silverleaf finishes his prayer and points at the orc with the morning star.

The orc seems to turn the color of granite for a moment, before turning back to normal. He doesn't say anything he just looks as if nothing happened.

The pool of acid however begins to boil more and starts to begin to take on the shape of some creature.

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Mirelle gazes around, and her face is etched in sorrow. She turns to the group and says, "It dost appear that our fellowship is in dire straits. While we have been strengthened by the friendship of these orcs, many of our comrades have fallen. Still, the fate of Halfstep and the mage who did so cowardly flee from combat are uncertain. We must attend to the needs of the dead, and see that they are given a proper funeral, so their souls shall be at peace. I am willing to stay behind and perform this while the rest of you go in search of our missing comrades. If I could, I would beseech that of you find gentlemen dost stay here with me, as I will require your assistance in the preparations."

Turning to the orcs she says, "I cannot know what you wish to do, yet I do ask that you wait for our party to reform before going in search of the hydra. It is quite dangerous, and both of you have been severely injured. If, after the funeral for our comrades, the rest of our party has not returned, I would like to examine your wounds, and make sure that neither the wounds reopen, nor any permanent damage be the result of the hydra's venomous breath."

The orc with the bone helm and sword looks to his partner for advice, but the orc with the morning star just stands their motionless giving no sign of even having heard Mirelle speech.

The pool of acid however reacts as it suddenly stretches out to either end of the wall, forming a deadly barrier between the orcs and the party. The moat separates Mirelle and the orc with the bone helm and she moves away from it.

Torana looks at the moat and says, "Well that answers that question. Mirelle I think that whether or not we can bury the dead depends upon whether they have decided to stop fighting. I think it would be best if we went this way, he points down the hallway behind them. I'm not quite ready to give up yet, we can explore this branch and if it dead-ends we can come back later. "

Silverleaf moves around using his staff to heal his companions. First Aladfar, then Wildstar, the amber haired elf, Fandaliel, Mirelle and himself are healed by the staff.

The pool of acid seems to sink into the ground disappearing.

Torana sees the pool of acid dry up and starts speaking a rune.

Aladfar looks around confusedly and mutters, "Assyir guide me."

The acid reappears near Silverleaf from a crack in the ground, the acid shoots in a stream at him, dissolving his cloak and knocking him down.

The orc with the morning star stares at the hooded one, not moving a muscle, not saying a word.

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Chapter 19: Unwelcome Alliance

Asura and Ja 'far were not having a good day. After falling down a hole into the temple, they were beset upon by wolves and giant spiders. Almost crushed by moving walls and to top it off they've lost two of their companions to this orc horde before them.

Is it any surprise that Ja 'far isn't in the mood to talk?

An orc dressed in colorful clothing aims and shoots at the acid form and his flaming arrow hits the thing, but the acid extinguishes the flames and dissolves the arrowhead, with little harm to itself.

The orc in strange armor stands up, drawing his sword and says, "if you wish to continue fighting until we're all dead or dying, so be it, but I urge you to parlay, and stop this madness, no good will come over our mutual destruction."

The hooded orc frantically rolls around trying to get a hold of his waterskin. He finally manages to open the waterskin to find that only a few drops of water come out. He screams in agony as the acid begins to eat into flesh. The agony ends moments later as the tall orc mage scoops up some water from the puddle left by one of the ice men and pours it over the scarred one. A few more trips and the acid is washed away. But it took the last of the available water supply.

Asura nudges Ja 'Far and whispers to him.

Ja 'Far doesn't not answer or even acknowledge her presence.

The acid form seems to pour itself into a large puddle, near the hooded orc, still bubbling furiously.

Asura moves towards the pretty orc and says, "Your proposal of peace between us is acceptable to me, for now."

The orc in strange armor lowers his sword and relaxes.

Wearing robes that make him look very much like a missionary monk, the tall orc mage looks up around and says, "Good! Since that is settled. Aladfar and Fandaliel, go see if Halfstep and that mage survived that blast. Its doubtful, but you never know." Turning to the group, he says, "I'm assuming this is the basic, you agree not to attack us, if we don't attack you, until we are all safely out of here, type deal. Good. Now, I must ask, this temple is well off the beaten path. Why are you here surely not because of the hunting?"

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Asura says, "What hunting? I'm afraid that I don't know very much about this place. I would appreciate any information that you can give me."

The tall orc mage says, "There is little in this temple to interest your people, except wolves and monsters. In my research about your people I have found that you have a love for hunting the unusual and dangerous monsters like the dire wolves. I wrongly assumed that this is what you were here for given the types of creatures we have come across."

He turns to his companion and nudges him again.

Groaning in pain, the hooded one says, "If I release your companion with the morningstar, will he abide by the truce ? Also, do you control this acidic beast or was it just happenstance that it lunged at me after I held your companion".

After getting no response from his companion, Asura agrees. And the expression on the Ja 'Far face changes as his suddenly shift his weight from one foot to the other.

After a moment of silence Ja 'Far says, "I control the creature and it attacked you because you attacked me. I have no love for your kind, and you have cost me the lives of two of my best friends. I am a priest of the Elements, I have no need for your help."

As he speaks the pool of acid moves surrounding him. The acid seems to cover him like watery armor, covering his head like a greenish helm. The acid seems to sizzle and boil, but does not seem to harm him at all.

"If it were not for my companion giving his word to abide by your truce. I would finish the job of killing you. I owe the fallen children that much. As I can see, none of you have the power to resist my acid elemental. I curse your coming it has brought nothing but sorrow and suffering to my life. But unlike your kind my race has honor." Turning to the orc/ogre the orc says, "I do not see what your kind finds so fascinating about these barbarians. I guess somethings are still beyond our comprehension."

The orc/ogre, his face expressionless, says in monotone, "For all things there are reasons. For those who look with diligence and patience the answers will come." The acid seems to drip off of him leaving him untouched. The acid pool bubbles for a moment then takes off in a stream toward the darkness, heading in the direction of retreating hydra.

The tall orc mage frowns, "Children...you have mistaken us for another group. We have fought no children."

The amber haired orc takes up a position just beyond the edge of the light also in the direction of the retreating hydra.

With that settled the pretty orc says with extreme relief, "Welcome to the group. Let me express my deepest feelings of happiness that we have agreed to cease fighting." She then moves over to Silverleaf to check on him.

The hooded orc is standing, holding his staff in front of him. He inclines his head forward until it touches the staff. A golden glow seems cover both the tip of the staff and his head, before fading a moment later. He raises his head and all see in full, his horribly disfigured face, that was hidden by his now dissolved cloak.

  The deformed orc mutters quietly, "There. Now you see me as I am. I have strived to keep my visage hidden due to the deformity. However, now is not the appropriate time for this discussion...."

A strangled hiss seems to come from the darkness. It is weak and fades quickly.

Ja 'Far says, "The hydra will bother us no more. Why are you here?"

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The colorful orc and the orc/ogre slip off down the corridor to see what happened to their friend.

The tall orc mage raises an eyebrow at the Ja 'Far's demanding tone and says, "I believe I asked you that question first. Or do you know why you're here?"

The orc in strange armor says, "We are simply adventurers, seeking knowledge that was lost in the ruins over time."

But their comments seem lost on the pair as the two seem to be in the middle of an argument.

Asura pokes Ja 'Far in the ribs and says, "Ja 'far, I think its time for some answers. My friend has been killed, and I still have no idea what's going on here. Where are we, what is that power that you wield, and who in the Abyss are you? No more games, answer my questions please."

Ja 'Far looks at her in disbelief and says, "Where the hell have you been woman?! Tel 'gdor dragged us off to this fool temple to pickup up some book or thing that he was drooling over. Here we nearly get ourselves killed by these orcs and you're yelling at me!"

Remembering to lower his voice he says, "As for my power, I can control Elementals, Elemental priests do that sort of thing or did you go to sleep the first time I mentioned it. I can summon and elemental if I have the proper element to hold it. As a priest of the Elemental Lord of Liquids, my elmentals tend to be of a liquid nature. The only thing I haven't told you is that I have met some of these orcs before, though they don't remember me."

"I was the priest on a hunting field trip with a bunch of mid-school level children. Myself a warrior and a Magi were the required three adults necessary for the trip. Hunting was especially good that day, when right in the middle of the hunt a dozen men and ogres appeared and attacked us without provocation. The children didn't have a chance, being out numbered I managed to relocate myself and the injured magi, but the others were dead long before I could do anything to save them. Children, they killed harmless children on a hunt. MY hunt. Not all of these people are guilty. But the ones that are will DIE!"

The tall orc mage sighs and says, "Well until these two stop arguing and we get a report on Halfstep, I would like to follow Mirelles plan of burying the dead, but we seem to have stumbled across a flaw in that plan." He pauses for a second then taps the solid ground beneath his feet. We can't dig in this quarried stone. The bodies will have to be left here as there is nothing we can do for them."

The colorful orc and the orc/ogre return.

Everyone looks at the pair and Aladfar extends his hands and opens them. There inside is a blackened ring and a half melted sword. Upon seeing this, Ja 'Far moves purposefully toward the ogre.

"Give me the ring!", without waiting he snatches it from the orc/ogre's open palm and moves away holding the ring tight. He stops and a strange look crosses his face and he starts twirling the mace. The weapon makes a eerie sound in the silence, but he finally stops with a single word...."Honor." Facing the wall he says, "Whilst we are all here, you are safe. But those of you who help to slay the children, shall not live to see more than one day of freedom from this place."

The tall orc mage, wearing clothes that seem more suited for a party says, "Uh huh, right. Time to go kiddies, we will worry about your vindictive fantasies after we get out of here alive." Without another word he heads down the hall following in the path the hydra took. He pauses to look back for a second and says, "Anyone coming." Before continuing on.

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Chapter 20: The Guardians

Everyone turns to follow the disappearing mage. At first the orc with the morning star doesn't move, but his companion gives him a shove and he follows.

Mirelle moves over toward the orc with the morning star and says, "My friend, it dost not seem proper for us to be traveling together without a proper introduction. My name is Mirelle. By what may I call you?"

The orc looks at her his face blank. Then slowly he shrugs his shoulders and says, "Ja 'Far."

Mirelle says, "It appears that a cloud hangs over our party. You speak of the children of whom we have slain, and yet, we are unaware of this. If perhaps you would be so kind as to explain who the children are, and how you have come to believe that we have slain them, perhaps we shall be able to clear up this misconception."

At this the orc grunts and the muscles on his face tighten up, he idly swings his morning star back and forth, the heads clanging together, just above the floor. He is silent for a long time before saying, "Not you. You are one of those who have joined the murderers. Because my people are fair, I will not judge you because you travel with them. I reserve my anger and justice for those who slew the children and only those who slew the children. There are those amongst your party who were there but did not fight. These I also hold blameless, the others will die. They know they are guilty, they are silent because they know their crime and they know they will be punished for it."

Torana leads the group to the end of the hall where there is a huge archway with stairs leading downward into the darkness. Torana turns and says, "Wildstar and you," he points to the orc with the morning star, "will take the front flanks, Aladfar take point. You two", he points to the other orc and the amber haired elf, "take rear flanks. Danyx will be rear guard. Mirelle, Silverleaf and Fandaliel with me."

Again the orc with the morning star hesitates, then looks around and takes up his position.

As Danyx takes up his position he mutters something to Torana while giving a menacing glance at the orcs.

As they head down the stairway they notice that a large groove has been worn smooth in the center of the stairway. At the bottom of the stairwell it opens up into a relatively small room around 20 ft long, 15 ft wide, and 20 ft tall, with oddly rough walls.

Dominating the center of the room is the corpse of the hydra, nearly half dissolved and falling apart. A quick check shows no other creatures, but the worn groove in the floor heads directly from the stairway to the back wall and stops. As Aladfar nears the back wall a soft bluish glow permeates the area from floor to ceiling and about 10 feet wide. Dozens of little stars wink on and off in the soft glow.

"A portal..." Torana says, "But to where....."

Aladfar says, "It must lead somewhere because these creatures use it often enough." Without another word he passes through the glow and disappears. The orc with the morning star mutters, "Reckless ogres, that curiosity and arrogance are a dangerous mixture....." He also steps into the glow and disappears. After a few moments, the two return through the portal and report.

"Another long tunnel, the tracks continue on through there but there don't seem to be any creatures. It's safe enough."

With that the group, cautiously enters the portal and as the glow surrounds each one of them, they feel curiously numbing sensation. And as they come to the end of the glow they find themselves in another room altogether. The hallway seems to be like most the other hallways in this building wide, long, tall and decorated with many pictures. Down the center of the hallway is a wavy track left by hydras. As the last person leaves the glow, it turns and angry red and fades out with a snap. From the floor just beneath it rises a man-shaped creature made of stone. It finishes forming and stands at 14 ft tall. It begins moving slowly toward the group, sounding much like an avalanche.

The wall behind the creature seems to be following it.

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As various members of the party prepare to fight the advancing elemental, Wildstar moves to the back of the party and over to the side of the hall trying to get around the creature. The creature, never slowing in his advance, moves toward Wildstar. The creature raises its "hands" which form into large blocks about two feet in length and a foot in thickness.

There is a commotion in the group as the orc with the morning star pushes through the party. He walks between Wildstar and the elemental and for the first time since they've met, he stands up straight and tall and they realize that he is well over six feet tall making him second in height only to Aladfar. The perpetual gloominess seems to leave his face and he even smiles. It seems for an orc he is oddly handsome. Standing like a hero posing for a picture he opens his mouth and the sound of a slow avalanche comes out.

The elemental stops its advance and responds his voice also sounding much like a slow avalanche, only louder. After a few exchanges he says in common, "Follow me as far as you can and point out the dangers that await us."

The creature nods and sinks down into the ground. Completely unfazed by the creatures actions, he returns to the front of the group says, "We can continue now."

Wildstar takes a moment to examine the wall...finding nothing he rejoins the group.

As the party continues down the hallway, they find that it branches out to either side. Both branches are relatively shallow and they can see what is at the end of each hallway.

Down the hallway to the right is a tall box-like structure sticking out from the wall. On the structure are several white tiles. On each tile is a single word. The earth in front of the structure rises up forming the man-like creature of stone. The creature moves several of the tiles around and there is a loud rumbling sound coming from somewhere above, behind and to the left of their current location. The hallway in front of them begins to shine with a golden aura as hundreds of white stars seem to sparkle in the glow.

The creature seems to sink back into the ground, revealing the pattern of tiles on the structure.

The orc with the morning star stares at the tiles for a long moment before charging into the golden light.

Aladfar also reads the tiles, nods and moves through the light.

After looking to Torana, who waves him on, Wildstar also enters the golden light. One at a time each person steps through the light and disappears.

They walk through the blinding light and soon it fades and they are in yet another room. This time, the light just fades to black. Everyone waits tensely for something to happen, but nothing does. The room is spacious. But dominating this room is a huge pool of dark water. The pool seems to span almost the entire width of the room, starting from the wall at the left to stopping just shy of the wall to the right, leaving a bare foot or two span between it and the wall.

Spanning the pool of water is a rather tall arcing bridge made, from the whitest stone. The bridge arcs fairly high and will make steep climbing, but it is wide and thick and gives the impression of extreme strength. Oddly there do not seem to be any hand or footholds, nor are there any sides to the bridge, just the floor of it. There doesn't seem to be any indication that there were every any sides to the bridge.

Getting near the water, the light shows that the water is not really dark, in fact it is crystal clear. It is possible to see all the way down to the bottom, which is fairly deep.

Making sure nothing is on either side of the bridge Aladfar begins to walk upon it. The first dozen or so steps are at a very steep angle, so he seems to be having a little trouble making headway. But as he reaches the top of the arc, his steps come easier. At the top of the arc he looks around, stamps on the bridge a couple of time. It is then that he notices a golden light coming from his backpack. He opens it and takes out a something that looks like a statuette, but it is glowing in a golden light.

He uses the light to look around again, but still seeing nothing he gives the all clear and begins to move down the other side.

The bridge is wide enough so that several people can walk abreast and still have room on the sides.

Wildstar and Ja 'Far move up the bridge, each looking around cautiously.

Fandaliel follows them, with Torana, Silverleaf, and Mirelle following him.

Danyx, the orc with the sword and the amber haired elf bring up the rear.

The going is tough and the orc with the sword slips more than once, his armor clanging loudly against the stone. Each time, everyone pauses waiting to see if anything reacts. Finally Wildstar and Ja 'Far reach the summit of the arc and pass it, when the pool suddenly explodes upward on either side of the bridge. Two large globular creatures made entirely of water appear.

One of them moves to attack Wildstar and Ja 'Far, who doesn't even bother to prepare for the attack. As the creature near them, it suddenly veers off. Ja 'Far strikes a familiar pose and opens his mouth. This time the sound of ocean waves come out. The other globular creature also stops and looks in the direction of the orc. The three "converse" for a moment before Ja 'Far says, "Let us pass." The creatures look at each other for a moment and nod. One says in common, "You may pass, we cannot harm you, but the others aren't so lucky. And with that the creature charges the middle group and splashes into them. The water hits and falls back down into the water. Mirelle is nearly knocked over the side. Silverleaf rushes to her side and Torana pulls out a wet scroll.

The second creatures seems to want to attack but it just stand quivering near Ja 'Far, who seems to be concentrating extremely hard. Fists clenched and face turning shades he mutters over and over,

"You........will.........obey..........ME!"

"You.....will......obey.......ME!"

"You....will.....obey......ME!"

"You will...obey....ME!" "You will obey ME!"

"YOU WILL OBEY ME!"

With this last effort the creature stops quivering and stands relatively still.

Ja 'Far nearly collapses.

The first creature finishes reforming and begins to rise out of the water. A cone of fire stemming from Torana's outstretched hands meets it. The watery creatures shrinks as more of it's substance is evaporated. The second creature also shrinks, as does the pool itself. Finally the cone of fire ends and the creature is nearly half it's original size.

It screams in common, it voice sounding like a typhoon, "You have to get off of the bridge sometime I will destroy you when you get in range. It then sinks into the water merging with it.

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