Welcome to Magnimar July 4, 2010 at 10:56 pm
Scarab was pensive. The flavor of the undead ghouls still lingered in his mouth and his nostrils still burned from the acrid stench of the burning manor house. The thrill of the chase and the pleasures of a fresh kill just aren’t the same when the victims don’t run and you don’t get to feel the hot gushing blood pumping from a gaping wound.
Hopefully this latest journey his lifebonded human was going on would be more fruitful.
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Scarab could smell the blood all over the sawmill. It’s been days since he’s gotten a fresh kill and when the door was pushed open he was the first through the breach. In no time Scarab was tossing the cultist around like a ragdoll in his mouth. More, I want more blood! Looking around he saw Zeke thrashing a cultist and Nephira had summoned another blasted cat who was stealing his kill. In moments it was over… yet the bloodlust was still thick in Scarab’s veins and when more cultists burst through the door he lept at them with glee.
The slaughter of more cultists was quick and brief chase leads to the upper floor of the sawmill. Ahh, this is why I agreed to this life bond with the human.
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Meg strained to see around the tall human… whoever these idiots were with the masks they are completely incompetent. What kind of story would this make. “Then the adventurers kicked open the door and slaughtered a room full of bumbling idiots.” Obviously some embellishment would be required.
Puppers the Battlemut… gotta work on that name, on the other hand was amazing. He just zips around and has no trouble with stairs. Well there was that time Meg nearly fell off, That wasn’t his fault! Together Meg and Puppers shredded a couple cultists.
The Skinsaw man was a nasty one, now here is a good story. This disturbed freak really managed to scramble Scarab and Nephira’s alien brains. In the end the cat Nephira summoned tripped him up and Talon and Zeke turned him into a pulp in a spectacular fashion.
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This woman has no fashion sense, how can she be the mastermind of this thing?
Zeke poised waiting for the signal to pounce on the woman who was apparently the source of all this mayhem. A low growl in the back of his throat threatened to give away his presence I’m going to strangle that bitch slowly for what she did to Katrine. Suddenly Meg’s disguise fell apart and the woman sprang into action only to reveal another one of the faceless stalkers. All three of them are these disgusting creatures, we didn’t fool them after all.
Cringing as 2 of them surrounded poor Meg Zeke springs into action. “What out, they can reach clear across the room with those crazy arms!”.
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This is crazy!. Talon’s arms ached a bit as his hammer struck true on the golems side. This beast is made of iron not flesh. We’ll never kill it.
Just then the scarecrow’s giant scythe snicked out and nearly severed Zeke’s head leaving a 18″ gash just below his throat. Zeke ducked back, as fast as Meg was healing him the creature was tearing him up faster. From behind Scarab’s charged in to help with the fight, but his claws were mostly worthless against the beast.
Talon lets out a surge of healing and moves in to flank foul construct as Nephira uses her magic to enlarge him. The surge of strength and power was tremendous and Talon asked Torag for strength. His hammer struck true and while he was proud Talon felt a bit of fear creep into his heart. The thing was mad now.
** BAMM ** stars reeled across his vision… Talon could barely make out Zeke moving in to flank the creature. Only from pulling from his bestial heritage was Talon able to stay standing. Meg slid in behind and gave him a little strength but he wasn’t able to connect. That scythe was reaching out towards Talon again.
****** DARKNESS ******
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“What did she mean by only mostly dead? I dreamt of Torag again. It was a beautiful place.”
Meg looks up at Talon “Just don’t start babbling about a holocaust cloak”.
Talon’s reply is interrupted when the party sees an old ‘friend’ waiting for them with his arms crossed in the street….
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