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Inside the Temple of Wee Jas

Posted in: Play by Ariel on April 25, 2009

parade“Who has the hat of disguise?” I raised my hand. “Good,” said Myntilly, “let’s use that to bluff the guards .”

We made our way through the streets of Cauldron, heading to the Jasidian temple. We discussed strategy on the way. The group hung back. I donned the hat and Myntilly cast disguise on herself.

“Second shift! Here’s your relief come at last.” We climbed the steps to stand beside the half-orc guards. “We’re not getting relieved. Are we?” One guard turned to the other.

I shrugged. “All I know is that Iverson said to relieve you. Caught hell from the wife, but she don’t mind the extra gold.” Myntilly spit on the ground. “You two want to stay, we’ll go drink and get paid for guarding. No problem there, mate.” They quickly scrambled down the steps and around the corner. We smiled at each other.

We opened the door and peeked in. The place looked deserted. There was a large set of doors off to the left side, about half way across and a balcony and a small door almost opposite from us. “I’ll make a quick circuit. You let the others in.” I tried to swagger like a bored half-orc guard. I slowly meandered around to the left. The large doors made me nervous. Behind me I could hear whispers. I hoped that it was my friends.

As I got to the doors, they opened and two half-orc guards walked in. “Hey! Who are you?” I hitched up my belt. “Who are you?” I answered back. The first guard had a red sash across his chest. He narrowed his eyes. “Where’s Charley? He’s on duty.”

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I tried the same gambit that had worked so well just moments before. “Me & my mate, we’re the relief squad. Iverson said so.” I jabbed my thumb over my shoulder, gesturing towards Myntilly. One guard started to walk away. “Relief squad? Relief squad my ass.” I hastily tried to cast command so that the guards would go away quietly. I was so nervous that I flubbed the spell. The guard who remained beside me, the one with the sash, pulled out his sword. “I’d like to see the color of your blood, friend.”

second-waveI realized that as we’d been talking, two more guards had come from elsewhere in the temple and were engaged in fighting my friends. Everyone (except Acgar, who had eschewed the whole plan as evil) was inside. Sadi was behind a pillar. Ian and Brüs were beside Myntilly. Various and her companion Qwerty were just side the door.

I was feeling good about the situation until the giants walked in. Two giants came through the large doors. Pelor shone down on me: the giants lumbered right past the guard and me. Another guard did come to join in my fight, but he quickly dropped his weapon and put his hands to his eyes. “I’m blind! You bitch! What did you do?” He crouched to feel for his weapon. I took the opportunity to cast heat metal on all the foes within 30 feet of me. Very quickly they would all have more reasons to cry out.

Sadi was able to run to the other side of the room and up to the balcony. From there she began to loose arrows in all directions. One thudded into my blinded opponent.

bearVarious must have cast flight on everyone because when I had a chance to glance up, I saw Ian and Brüs in the air. One of the guards quickly joined them in the air. Obviously, as with the assassins, someone had cast wind walk on them. Brüs reared up and raked his paws down the guards chest.

I did not have time to savor the screams I heard. My foe slashed at me with his sword. I felt blood on my face. As I tried to dodge out of the way, I cast dragon breath. The stream of electricity caught him in the chest and also flowed past him and hit a kitten. I blinked. A kitten? What’s a kitten doing in the temple? I did not have time to parse the mystery.

The one giant was throwing rocks at Myntilly. None had hit her yet, but it might be just a matter of time before the giant’s rocks did serious damage.rock-attack1
I was fighting for my life so I could only hope that my friends were healthy. I had no chance to check anyone’s status. I could feel my own life flowing out from several cuts. The second guard had found his weapon but he had not yet landed a blow on me. The blindness persisted. The first guard, his red sash singed from my electric attack, had swung at me and missed. I had just a moment to focus and heal myself. I touched the ring on my thumb and felt extra health glow inside me. The wounds began to knit themselves up; my breathing eased. I would be spared. Pelor, the father, watched over me.

I gripped my holy symbol with renewed resolve. We would end this fight and quickly. I would stand in the rubble of this temple before break of day. I threw back my head and bellowed in triumph.

3 Comments

  1. Indira, I have to ask. What are you using for your height/flight indicators. They look like giant marshmallows.

    Just curious.

    rw

    Comment by Dead Orcs — April 27, 2009 @ 8:41 am

  2. These are boulders thrown by the stone giants. They are made of clay.

    Comment by Dyskko — April 27, 2009 @ 8:47 am

  3. Ha! We usually use d6, but the photo with the bear, it’s an upside down 1/2 cup tupperware container. It’s one of the little ones and I use it for my mini. You might also mean the big clay rocks that the giant was hurling at us. Michelle wanted the dimensions to be correct.

    Comment by Indira — April 28, 2009 @ 6:47 am

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