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| title | created | updated | public | syndicated |
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| 00019 | Wed, 28 Sep 2022 12:43:10 -0600 | Wed, 28 Sep 2022 12:43:10 -0600 | yes | yes |
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Why Stabby, it looks like we won't need to stab Horse at all, but are you any good at stabbing armor?
Corraidhin stuffs the melon shaped gem into his knapsack and rushes towards Inky and Jarrod. Best to get this party started in style Corraidhin says as he casts a fireball at the suit of armor, followed closely by a second, and a third.
As corraidhin reaches Inky and Jarrod he raises the Sword of Y'aml ready to fight. Stand and deliver you curr!
The trigger happy mage rushes toward the vault exit, flinging a couple of fireballs over his shoulder as he goes.
Stabby is delighted at the carnage as the suit of armor is blown to bits, but also disappointed at the general lack of stabbing.
The Aurs, deep in meditation nearby, get caught in the conflagration. Their kernels swell and pop explosively. Though not as explosively as the fireballs.
The whole Retrieval Team 43 pours into the cavern outside the vault as it turns into an inferno, and they are swept up and away in a throng of kobits evacuating the tunnels.
You are deposited, like silt after a flood, outside the caves back at the bottom of the gnome hole, where the kobits and the lone egre are frantically climbing up the scaffolding, which bends dangerously under their combined weight. The gnomes up above are running around in an agitated state at the sudden commotion, and a few of them explode in the excitement.
The ground rumbles again, and the entrance to the kobit caves, and several feet of the surrounding area, is swallowed up by a sinkhole that spreads across half of the bottom of the gnome hole. From the hole emerges a gigantic moth-like creature made of a hundred ears of corn and a hundred wings. It is bigger than the very largest horse.
You hear a single word repeated fearfully over and over again by the crowd of kobits. "Centaur! Centaur!"
It crawls up out of the pit, and tastes the vibrations in the air with its feelers. It flies clumsily up into the air, flutters, and then crashes back into the ground.
It looks like one of its wings has been singed by fire.
Undaunted, it crawls across what is left of the bottom of the gnome hole toward you, beating its wings as though to bash you with them. Which would hurt a lot.
Yam'l whispers in Corraidhin's mind.
Now *that* thing is *definitely* evil!
WHAT DO YOU DO