The Unbeating Heart - Chapter 14

Lust

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Thurgood

Thurgood cries out in rage, hurling himself at the creature and swinging his club at it's head.
"By Kelemvor! Back to the grave with you!"

Nkosi

Repressing any fear that the sight of such a creature might normally cause, Nkosi relights the torch. As Thurgood attacks the undead thing, Nkosi lunges forward from his crouched position, shoving the flames at the creature's waist.

Syn reconized the look. It was one that she would have welcomed if she was in the mood for some *extra* entertainment. On this ... this... this thing, it repulsed her. She stumbled back as Thurgood and Nkosi, attacked the thing. A slight gasp escaped her lips. It was suppose to be a scream but her throat strangled it into something much weaker.
The sounds of the thing casting broke Syn out of her panic over its sight and put her into a new panic. She only had one spell left. She steadied herself and started casting. Hopefully she could get her spell off before the thing finished its spell.
"Missile guided by my sight, Strike true and unleash your might."

DM

The missile strikes true, blasting a spray of rtting meat across the other two heros who are battling the creature back...

DM

The creature bats the torch away but is hit hard by Thurgood's mace. The creature is then hit by Syn's Mag. Miss. and stumbles back into the dark room.

Thurgood

Thurgood heaves his arms in the air.
A thunderous voice booms out:
"Back to the soil, fiend of darkness,
The grave beckons!
To thee I command,
in name of The Guardian of the Portal
Who ligths the way to eternal rest,
By Kelemvor,
Begone!"

DM

Power flows through you like lightning, the power of your god, the power of your faith. The creature cowers back as light begins to radiate from your body, a soothing warmth to your friends but like the fires of hell to the fiend before you. It throws up its hands and cries out to the nameless god it once worshipped here, and is then blasted to cinders by the might of your faith!

Nkosi

Nkosi, his spirit renewed by the sudden warmth, gets up and brushes the dust of the creature's remains from his robes. "Impressive."
Holding the torch in one hand and his dagger in the other, he edges forward to peer into the room.

DM

There seem to be more of the creatures in the room. Appearantly this is an underground alter room. The had been praying on their knees when you first entered. Now each is looking at you, and more importantly, Syn...

Nkosi

"By the cold hand of Anubis..." breathes Nkosi. "They are ... praying??" Making sure that Thurgood and Syn can also see the room, he says to the creatures, "Listen to me, if you can. You once served a god of light. You can again. Renounce the darkness now, and by Anubis, I swear that you will find eternal rest in the land beyond life."

DM

"Pray to your god that the master grants you the peace of death he has denied us," says one as he rises. The others follow...

Syn

Syn peered over Nkosi's shoulder. "Oh great," she grumbled loud enough for Thurgood and Nkosi to hear. "They had to be the stupid thinking kind of undead. It would be nice to fight the stupid, mindless ones." Noticing them looking at her, Syn add "Then maybe the idiots would stop 'hitting on me'. I really doubt I would have had anything to do with them if they were still living. I definately know that I want to have nothing to do with them now that they are dead. I mean really, they would fall apart on a date!"
Syn hoped her attempt at humor masked some of the fears that she was having. Images of some kind of undead version of a bride and 'wedding' entered her mind. She raised her sword and stood a little closer to Thurgood and Nkosi, but not too close in case they needed to attack.

Thurgood

"The peace of Death you shall have." sais Thurgood as he presses forward, drawing his blade. "Step forward and find your long searched rest.

DM

"Remember," said the one that spoke before, "The master said he wants the woman alive. Do what you wish to her but she must be "intact" ."

Thurgood

Thurgood goes red with rage at these words. "None of you are going to do ANYTHING to her!" he bellows, he steps forward and swings his sword at the spokesperson.

DM

He cleaves the corpse in two messy segments. Though that doesnt seem to slow him much and his upper half begins to claw its way toward you, entrail trailing behind it.

Syn

Syn almost screams at the site of the undead creature or is that 2 undead creatures crawling across the floor towards the group. She keeps her sword at the ready and tries not to get in Thurgood and Nkosi's ways.

Nkosi

Nkosi mumbles quickly, and the outline of his form begins to shimmer and swirl, like the shifting sands on the Har'Akir winds. "You fiends are an insult to the gods. Come forward and find your eternal rest."

Thurgood

Thurgood is taken aback by the creature still moving, but furiously continues chopping at it.

DM

Nkosi casts his spell, Thurgood attacks the crawling undead, and falling back in fear Syn draws her sword.
The other undead begin to advance, rising from their kneeling position.

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