The Stength of Bone Continued

Miklos cried out in shock and pain his hand clutching at the deep wound as blood bubbled through his fingers. He backed off a couple of steps dazed wondering for a moment what had hit him. He felt dizzy as blood drained from his head until the adrenalin galvanized him into an automatic flight.

The dwarf, who was still over by the doorway, upon seeing the skeleton impale the mage, charged full bore the length of the room. “Maruc see to the mage! I’ll cover you.” Feldard’s axe, swung up over his shoulder, as he ran; muscles ready to let loose with a furious attack upon the skeleton.

Maruc cursed. There was no way he could catch the fleeing mage in all this armour. Still, like Feldard said he could at least put himself between it and Miklos. It still had to climb out of the coffin.

The rogue jumped back in surprise. More through fear than thought, his shortsword sprung into his hand and plunged straight into the back of the skeleton. The sword was lodged in the tangled web of bone and armor, but seemed not to bother the creature in the least.

He ran between them one hand fishing out his symbol the other swinging his slung shield up into position. “Back to your darkness! You face a servant of Halav Reincarnate!” he cried.

The skeleton paused at the cleric’s intonation. For a moment, Maruc thought the undead creature would be turned, but his hopes were soon dashed as the creature rose up and whipped around to swing his sword against the rogue, who managed to duck the blow just in time.

Hasan had followed just behind the dwarf to see the skeletal remains rise up to impale his companion. Seeing Nicolai’s shortsword buried ineffectively in the thing’s back, he was sure his ceremonial blade would be of little use. As quickly as he could, he invoked the magical missile incantation he was taught years ago by Elrond and directed the bolt toward their unearthly enemy.

The crackle of the magical bolt echoed through the room as it wounded the monster while turned to meet the dwarf’s axe with its aged sword. Though the beast’s armor and weaponry appeared to be old and brittle, when steel met steel it was the skeleton who fared better, wounding another of the defenders of the Elyan.

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  1. Hasan

    (Assuming Miklos was not able to flee the room …) Hasan tackled the fleeing mage and brought the human to the floor. “Come now, Miklos,” he urged. “Your powers are needed here and now. This enemy is too great.” With those words, he hoisted the human to his feet and saw the living could be as pallid as their deathly foe.

  2. Saeth Tegau

    Saeth stepped forward as well, hoping to give time for Maruc to heal the young wizard. Her blade sprang to her hand. But it was not with that she struck, but instead a spell that she wove, drawing forth through words of Elven a second copy of herself. Together, the two one-eyed Elves faced the rising skeleton.

    Things went bad in a hurry, didn’t they?!?

  3. Feldard (Dwf 4)

    Feldard grunted at the wound; blood seeping from it in a steady flow – unstaunched. But unlike the mage, the dwarf stood his ground and fought back with determination. As like with the multi-armed golem previously, the dwarf would not back down; not while his companions were faced with such a threat.
    To bolster himself and his pary, Feldard roared a battle cry as he met the attack of the skeleton and did his best to fell the foul thing.

  4. Saeth Tegau

    Oh! It’s not as bad as I thought. I read it as Miklos and Feldard both dropping to negative hit points. I’m quite relieved! Hang tough, stalwart Dwarf!

  5. Feldard (Dwf 3)

    (pary = party)

  6. Nicolai (T4)

    Nicolai raised his head after the swing and pulled a wide manic grin that spoke of hotwired terror at the rictus mask of death glaring at him. A long second stretched by. Then he ran.

  7. Maruc (Clr 4)

    Grateful for the imposition of the sturdy dwarf and his enchanted axe, Maruc bent his attention to Miklos. He heaved his way over to him.

  8. Miklos (Mu 3)

    Halted by the Siswa Miklos snapped his head round to see the dwarf battling bravely with the coffin-creature. “What?” he said. “No…..no…I have nothing that will foil such a creature at hand! Foolish mage! I…I feel…..unwell.”

  9. Maruc (Clr 4)

    As the priest barreled passed Saeth he called, “Halav protect us all! But you especially…” he gave a weak grin and eventually caught up with the mage. He pulled his blooded hand out of the way and checked the wound. It was bad. He tried to keep the concern of his face. He looked up into the mages pale features. Better make light of it. “Miklos, I sorry to tell you but…..your tunics ruined.” he grinned.

  10. Miklos (Mu 3)

    “Remind me to come and see you next time I’m feeling really well.” he smiled weakly. “I can still move idiot cleric and I’m not dead yet. See to the dwarf and the elf, they’ll need your aid sooner than I. I’ll live.”

  11. Maruc (Clr 4)

    The priest glanced round at the combat. “Would that I could stay that creature. But my Holding prayer is useless against the dead. Before I see to them I’ll patch you up.” Maruc found a linen bolster. “Apply pressure with this. I’ll shall return.”

    Maruc will staunch Miklos’s wound the return to the combat with a view to cast a Heal if necessary.

  12. Miklos (Mu 3)

    Miklos followed the priests instructions and twiddled with Denetiata’s wand with the other wondering if the creature could be stopped by it. he guessed it probably would stop it. But he guessed he would need it against the Sisters if they ever got out of this alive.

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