(spot 23, heal 28)
"Durwin!" Khari called, not seeing him.
There was more resistance than she anticipated. Was it an ambush? Khari focused on cutting down the undead first, shouting for the other Hivers to keep pressure on the mage, not to let him escape.
Stopping The Addiction
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"With the wounded!!", Durwin calls from outside and the creature lashes out to hit Khari again. She avoids the blow and is able to counterattack- woulding it severely.
Eman is hit by the advancing guard and Khari now realizes what is woring with that one: the wounds, the substance rubbed into them: Luhix.
It is a drug that really makes you feel good, makes you strong and tough and nimble and lets you feel no pain.
Yet those three manage to wound the man, Eman's left arm bleeding bot the guard down on the floor, his skull bashed in by clubs and one of the Horde is still busy hitting the twitching corpse over and over again.
The wounded mage reads the scroll quickly and before the attackers can reach him he turns into a swirling, back mist, quickly sucked down the well- wasting no thought on his allies whom he leaves behind.
The last standing guard has a knife and a short axe and she is smart enough to abandon her post, leaving what looks to be two addicts behind, trying to dash for the door.
Eman is hit by the advancing guard and Khari now realizes what is woring with that one: the wounds, the substance rubbed into them: Luhix.
It is a drug that really makes you feel good, makes you strong and tough and nimble and lets you feel no pain.
Yet those three manage to wound the man, Eman's left arm bleeding bot the guard down on the floor, his skull bashed in by clubs and one of the Horde is still busy hitting the twitching corpse over and over again.
The wounded mage reads the scroll quickly and before the attackers can reach him he turns into a swirling, back mist, quickly sucked down the well- wasting no thought on his allies whom he leaves behind.
The last standing guard has a knife and a short axe and she is smart enough to abandon her post, leaving what looks to be two addicts behind, trying to dash for the door.
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The addicts are too lethargic and scared to run, cowering in a corner, far away from the still ongoing battle.
As Khari turns to the fleeing man the undead- severely wounded but not yet finished- strikes her again, a nasty gash from a rotting, dirty nail opening on her arm.
The guard stabs one of Eman's fighters but in turn is struck down by Eman and the other man- cringing on the floor, wounded.
As Khari turns to the fleeing man the undead- severely wounded but not yet finished- strikes her again, a nasty gash from a rotting, dirty nail opening on her arm.
The guard stabs one of Eman's fighters but in turn is struck down by Eman and the other man- cringing on the floor, wounded.
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The undead is hit hard this time and falls back- destroyed at last.
Khari sees that it is.... fresh somehow, as if not really fully undead or perhaps it just has been created.
Now in the aftermath of the struggle the house is strangely silent- the only sounds are the whimpering of the addicts and the grunts of the wounded man on the floor who is held down by a hiver.
Eman takes his hurt companion outside and now Khari sees the symbols painted on the walls, the magic circle drawn on the floor, flies crawling over the slowly clotting blood.
On a small, now toppled table were instruments of torture and some sheets of paper and...
..there is a deperate, hard knocking from the door in the back of the room, as if someone kicks the door violently. Remembering the map Khari knows this should be the storage room.
Khari sees that it is.... fresh somehow, as if not really fully undead or perhaps it just has been created.
Now in the aftermath of the struggle the house is strangely silent- the only sounds are the whimpering of the addicts and the grunts of the wounded man on the floor who is held down by a hiver.
Eman takes his hurt companion outside and now Khari sees the symbols painted on the walls, the magic circle drawn on the floor, flies crawling over the slowly clotting blood.
On a small, now toppled table were instruments of torture and some sheets of paper and...
..there is a deperate, hard knocking from the door in the back of the room, as if someone kicks the door violently. Remembering the map Khari knows this should be the storage room.
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Khari choked on the smell and surveyed her surroundings. "Tend to the wounded," she said to any Hivers currently unoccupied. She bound her wounded arm with a bandage to temporarily stop the bleeding. She cursed at the thought of how painful it would be to clean it later.
"Who is behind the door?" she asked whoever might be in the storage room, her tone stern and demanding.
"Who is behind the door?" she asked whoever might be in the storage room, her tone stern and demanding.
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There is no answer, the knocking continuing. Flees are buzzing around the ranger and whatever foul magic still lingers at this places adds to her uneasyness.
The captives are taken outside and it seems Durwin is already seeing to the wounded.
The captives are taken outside and it seems Durwin is already seeing to the wounded.
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Khari motions two Hivers to come with her. She approached the storage room, her short sword in her offhand poised like a stinger. When the other two Hivers were in position and ready to defend against who might be on the other side, Khari opened the door.
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It is Eman and his friend and they are tense- expecting moe horrors, more things they cannot comprehend and that might haunt them in their nightmares for the years to come.
The door flies open, topples the chair behind it. On it a naked woman, bound, showing the signs of torture and abuse, tubes from her arms leading to a strange machine that seems a mix of machinery and living matter.
The door flies open, topples the chair behind it. On it a naked woman, bound, showing the signs of torture and abuse, tubes from her arms leading to a strange machine that seems a mix of machinery and living matter.