Turn 81
[Erik: 1, Blackened: 5 -1] Wanderer drawn the legendary Sword of Justice and prepared to launch an attack on the knight, but his slash was deftly parried and countered with a powerful overhead swing!
[2 +6] Aaron tried to sense if the corpse of dread knight still possessed the charm that inverted luck of one's foes, but he reminded himself that it was destroyed back in the village, and that the corpse faded away just a while ago.
[1 +4] Next he tried to summon Lysander, one of his companions. He received a vision of a corpse lying in a sarcophagus. It was tied up with chains and there were several stakes stuck in it's chest.
[5 +4] Aaron focused and attempted to summon it. This worked with Jeremiah, so it should work with Lysander as well. Forwarding a great charge of energy, all he managed to do was gathering a small ball of spiritual energy, which disappeared in a blink of an eye. Dragonmaster felt that someone was watching him and then heard a strange voice:
The powers of life and death lie beyond your reach wanderer. The miracle you had witnessed earlier was an effect of your prayer being listened by Jeremiah and wasn't a display of your power. Proceed cautiously, as there are powers much stronger than the Dread Knight you had faced earlier. - words echoed in Aaron's head and then the strange feeling faded away.
Indeed. I had almost forgotten about the daylight after all of this time. - Pguhyuh said, taking a seat beside the corpse and meditating, after all this time he almost forgot the feeling of sunlight gently warming his skin.
The sun is nice, isn't it? Ahhh, It reminds me of my home... - he then said, his memories somewhat moving him back in time -
Yet, I was never allowed to go outside and enjoy the sunlight. A strange sickness I was born with, the sun would burn my pale skin and I was forced to wear robes for years just to go outside. I couldn't go play with the other kids outside and everyone thought I was creepy because of how I looked. The only friends I had were books and I wasted years under the celling of libraries when the real knowledge was outside. But, despite everything, I still had people that cared about me. I still had a home and I still had a family. I think it's finally time for me to go back home. There are many questions that require answers. - he continued and sat in silence for a while.
Do you still have a home, knight? I have heard that many of the northern fortresses and keeps where evacuated once the sieges started. If you don't want to risk going there, there is a Cathedral in the east where undead and humand live and pray together under the protection of the Archangel Cilber. You could also stay in the keep and try to talk with the new duke. Or you could come with us and try to uncover the truth about this world. What will you do, knight? - Great diplomat asked the undead.
[5]
I should return to the northern lands and seek out my tomb. I was the last of Steadforth bloodline and my heirloom was buried with me, placed on a pedestal beside my coffin. The lucky amulet of my ancestors never brough too much luck to me, but it's the only thing that I want to hold in my cold hands before darkness engulfs me! - the corpse yelled.
[1] Pguhyuh tried to open a portal to Abyss, but the sharf malfunctioned and a dark charge struck him!
Serrana, I apologize for dragging you from one place to another and always telling you what to do or what not to do. I never asked you what you truly wanted to do. If you want to, you could stay in the keep and return with the duke. Or do you still want to come with me? - demonologist asked the exorcist.
[3]
I'd merely like to bring hope to others who don't have the power to do so themselves. I'll come along. - Serrana replied, then focused and tried to get in touch with spirits. Lost souls wandering in the Abyss replied and their wicked whispers brouch a bit more information about Erlath! It seems that he was not a mere mortal cursed by gods, but a god stripped of his power and memories!
Do you have any last words or requests, Or would you prefer that I honor you with a quick death? - Reynald asked Pestilence, holding his sword against demonic lord's throat.
[3] A wicked smile appeared on demon's face.
Could you put on that little amulet you have with you? - Pestilence asked.
[3] Reynald granted his request and put on the suspicious emerald amulet and instantly a charge of energy struck him! However, Reynald resisted the curse! A surprised and shocked look appeared on demon lord's face!
[Reynald: 5, Pestilence: 6] With a mighty strike, inquisitor slashed open demon's throat and a stream of pus and miasma started flowing out under great pressure! Reynald dodged it and watched as life withers away from Pestilence!
[2] A cloud of miasma covered the whole area!
[4] It didn't affect inquisitor who seemed to be resistant to it's deadly effects and he could still see well despite dense clouds spreading all around!
[6] After a while the clouds have dispersed. The corpse of demon lord was gone, there were only embers glowing sickly with a green gleam. The army of pestilence started running towards Reynald!
OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Broken glass! Did'ye just throw glass at me? Ow ow ow ow! That hurts! Ow! What'd you have to go an' do a thing like tha' for! Why? You got my hands! My hands've got glass stuck in 'em! - Dennis shouted in pain and rage.
[Dennis: 2, Poltergeist: 3 -2] The duke leapt at dark spirit and slashed it with his glaive, but the weapon just passed through it!
[5] Bentfear regained consciousness!
[Poltergeist: 2 -1, Bentfear: 4] The dark spirit tried to drain the tiny amount of life that was left in the alchemist, but he thrown a flask of imp acids at it! The explosion was strong enough to disperse it's essence and simply erase the dark spirit!
Enemies
Pestilence: Dead
Blackened: [64/64]
Poltergeist: DeadPlayers
Reynald: Level up!
Pguhyuh: -25 HP [50/75]
Bentfear: 1 dark spirit killed
Erik: -30 HP [15/50]
GM Notes
Jeremiah's Bless [3] :
- enemy health reduced by half
- enemy buffs removed
- enemy rolls lowered by 1Necklace of Dark Bog - throws a curse on wearer giving a strong weakness to poison, if the curse is resisted it gives immunity to poison