Nicolai’s Final Breath

Feldard nodded solemnly at the rogue’s request. “On my honor, she will know your good deeds, my friend. What is her name?”

“Her name…is Marta,” said Nicolai with his final breath.

Miklos, still motionless, gripped within the witch’s spell stared as the dwarf crouched over Nicolai. He caught none of what words passed between them but as Feldard looked round his face spoke volumes. Miklos’s heart sank.

He dismissed blaming himself. If he had not used the wand, three foes they would have faced. One had done enough damage. A cruel turn of fate. He watched as Feldard secured the other witches.

He must acquire the Black Opal Eye. Only then would this nightmare end and some goodness come from this adventure. Yes, the Eye is the key. With such a treasure he would help restore the balance. Perhaps restore Saeth to her body? And the elf maids?

And turn back the Night of Dread? Foil the enigmatic Sons of Night? There was much to do…

Maruc strained against the force that held him. The elf-witches cry echoed in his mind in mockery as he watched helplessly as the poor Rogue paled in front of him. What torture was this? Why had Halav visited this upon him? To watch a friend die as he lay motionless. He felt like screaming. But he couldn’t. He could do nothing……as he watched the light die in his companion’s face a tear rolled down the clerics cheek.

Time seemed to drag on forever as the dwarf sat with his friend’s body. First, Miklos began to move, and then shortly thereafter the others. The witches were as furious as Trilena had been, but like her, they could do nothing bound as they were.

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  1. Feldard

    Once Miklos, Maruc and Hasan were awake he discussed with them his idea. He’d had plenty of time to think of what to do while they were paralyzed.

    “Miklos, do you think it possible that by forcing the Witches to touch the gemstones again, it might do the same exchange of spirits again? Return the Saeth and the elf maids to their rightful bodies?” It sounded reasonable to him. The gemstones had been the original cause of all this. “Of course, afterwards we’d need to devise a way to destroy the gems once and for all.”

    “So my next question is.. How do we exit this place to get back there?”

  2. dirk

    DM: I assume Hasan knows the names of the elf maidens who have been possessed or whatever, right? Can you just supply their names for the post?

  3. Hasan

    Hasan approached the bound witches. He knew them not as the witches they were but as the elf maidens they had been. “Elf, you must reject this possession. Elrond is dead. You know his ring. I wear it now and I will lead the Elyan. Listen now and search yourself for the strength you need to free yourself.”

  4. Miklos (Mu 3)

    Released from the witches spell, Miklos stretched.
    He listened carefully as Feldard recounted his theory. He stood and did not answer him for a moment. He walked over to the bound witches. He turned to the pleading Hasan.

    “The elfmaids you seek dwell in the dragon statues. As does Saeth. Do not be fooled by their appearence, or their words.”

    He met the glare of the Witch’s gagged and bound as they were.

    “Karelena. Solorena. We have denied Trilena Rahasia’s body and now we shall deny you the bodies of Sylva and Merisa that you have cruelly stolen. You seem surprised how well informed we are? I see it in your eyes. What schemes you have be plotting to further you aims with the Sons of Night are as dust. I claim the Opal for myself!” Miklos chuckled darkly. He turned to the Dwarf with an edge of command and uncharacteristic steel in his voice.

    “Feldard, I recall the verse from the obelisk thusly:
    Beyond the temples of elements three,
    Above riches of ages past,
    The Eye does dwell.

    Touch Opal Black to Obelisk Pure,
    Light shall swallow Dark,
    As thou complete the Spell.

    Seek the rooms beyond for the resting place of the opal. Then we shall cause Light to swallow ….Dark. Render them unconscious they may still have powers that require no movement or words.”

    Miklos stood. No longer thin and rangy but tall and lordly. “I go to seek their spell books and the Opal.”

    Miklos has assumed that Feldard has taken the opportunity to rifle through the Witch’s possesions and came up with nothing.

    The mage stalked though into the following room from where the Witches had come.

  5. Maruc (Clr 4)

    With frustrated clawing Maruc freed himself from the decaying spell and leapted across to Nicolai. His heart sank arterial blood. The boy didn’t stand a chance. His pale lightless face caught in mid plead. He closed the dead eyes. “Halav Incarnate upon your carven throne.” He prayed solemly. “Receive your son Nicolai. Blessed was he and noble of spirit. Selflessly he sacrified himself for the Greater Good and the furthering of your Light.” He pulled the rogues’ cloak over his face. “Be at peace.”

    He checked over Saeth and bound her wounds. With half and ear he listened to Miklos address the witches as he worked. The cleric’s eyes swivelled over to catch Feldards gaze. He raised a quizical eyebrow and nodded over to Miklos, as if to say thats not normal ‘Miklos’ behaviour. Still he did have impressive recall. “What I think Miklos mean to say, Feldard, was thank you for saving our lives. As am I. Again.” Flashes of Denetiata’s mocking face crossed his mind. “Come my friend let us see to those minor scratches.”

    <If necessary Maruc will cast a Cure Light Wounds on Feldard.

    After seeing to the warrior and averting his gaze from the bound witches he made to follow Miklos.

  6. Hasan

    Hasan watched in alarm as the mage walked toward the treasury. “I will return, you will be freed, sisters,” he said, with uncharacteristic softness to the bound Elyan maidens. “But nobody, even one to whom I owe my freedom, will plunder the treasure of Elyas, the patrimony of the Elyan,” he thought stonily. He followed the mage quickly. As he walked forward, he unclasped the Pendant of Elyas and pocketed it. His hand never left the pocket, though. He poised his ring to activate the pendant’s magic at the mage’s slightest surprising step. Hasan too would have the Orb.

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