Brunhilde the Dwarf Paladin had enough of the damn trees.
Surrounded on all sides by the woody monsters, they bashed into her armor as she desperately blocked all of her eight attackers from the cardinal directions. Shield and armor bared for strength, her tenacity unmatched. But they would not relent. For even as she cut down one tree with her faithful mithril battle axe, another took it's place. Then another. Then another. There was no end to their leafy tide.
Perhaps if she had not used her Wand of Ball Lightning, this wouldn't have happened. For, although she was expecting a small Area of Effect spell around her self, it quickly managed to anger every damn tree in the forest. With every move at her disposal, she fought back. Wand of Fire. Wand of Wonders. Divine Punishment in the form of lightning. All attempts to fight back failed as she was pushed back into a corner. Thrice she called upon the mighty dwarf god, Morodwyn, and thrice didst thou bind her wounds in golden light. But it was all for naught, for there was nothing she could do against the tide to destroy it.
In a show of desperation, she searched her bag for inspiration. There was contained within, a potion of Invisibility and several bottles of holy water. An idea sprang to mind. With haste, she combined the two drinks into a concoction true and drank it. Aha! Surely, now that trees could not see her, she could slip away unnoticed!
But that did not happen. They continued to attack her, and though she felled many more trees, it was not enough. Then a small bout of luck happened. She began to feel herself pulled away, her teleportation curse activating. "Aha!" She thought. "With that, I can flee back to the entrance and escape this wretched cave!" Oh, but poor girl was wrong! For as soon as she teleported, her zone was blocked and she was pushed to the absolute other corner of the room. Woe! Now she was even more stranded than before. But this time, the trees were blissfully unaware of her presence. Relatively speaking. In spite of her invisibility, they could still sense her.
Brunhilde's indomitable defense was fading. It would not be long now before her soul journeyed into the nether as her body was crushed into plant food. Still, onward she surged forward, sneaking around trees when she could and felling them when she had to. Just a bit further, and she would be free! The trees coordinated one last effort, surrounding her. This was the end. But, there! Off in the distance! The stairwell that led out of the forest! A mere moment after that, her curse of teleportation kicked in. Aha! Now was her chance! Carefully, she placed her marker and with a "puff" found herself at the top of a stairwell leading downwards. She descended rapidly, overjoyed at her freedom as the last of her Potion of Invisibility wore off.
The Dwarves had conquered the Forest!
...Now, if only she could find her way back up safely. Key word, being safely.
ADOM
Brunhilde the Dwarf Paladin is one Dwarf in a long line of dead paladins sired by me. But she is by far the most successful, as I've never gotten this far before. Now I just need to get her back safely to Dwarftown, which is easier said than done. I'd rather not risk another shot through the Animated Forest again, which means traversing the even more dangerous Dwavern Halls. Still. She's been lucky thus far. Here's hoping she holds out a bit longer.
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