Eternal
Edolith’s right, the elves would’ve attacked already. You order your men to help in the search. It doesn’t take long to find what you’re looking for.
“Lieutenant! I found a blue rock and it looks like there’s a hidden door in the ground.” One of your men yells.
“Your monkeys are as subtle as ever with their howling.” Edolith says. You ignore her and make your way to the location along with the rest of your company.
You look down the hole and see a long ladder descend into the darkness. This will probably be the most dangerous part as the elves could pick you off as you attempt to climb down. Elves can see in the dark, while you and your men are going to have to rely on torches. You’re about to go down, when several of your men volunteer first, claiming that they’d rather you not be placed in potential uncertain danger as your combat skills will be necessary for the final battle to come. You reluctantly agree and allow it.
“Ah blind loyalty, such a wonderful thing is it not?” Edolith says. “I could only wish my own men would volunteer their lives so selflessly rather than me having to threaten them. Of course if I didn’t threaten them every now and then, they’d forget their place and try to stab me in the back.”
While Edolith’s speech on dark elf culture is fascinating, you are in no mood to hear anymore of her musings, so you descend down the ladder next.
As it turns out there wasn’t anything to worry about, your men that have proceeded before you are safely waiting for you at the bottom. They say they haven’t even noticed any traps, though it’s pretty dark down here. You call up and say you want the svelk to start coming down since their own night vision will come in handy. When enough of them have descended down the ladder, you begin to proceed ahead.
You travel down a long corridor of dirt with a couple of the dark elves leading the way. You arrive at what is a larger open area with minor lighting and that’s when you hear more shouting followed by higher pitched screams. One of the dark elves yells at everyone to either get out of the way or duck. A bright ball of flame then appears. You just barely manage to scramble out of the mouth of the corridor and into the dirt before the fireball engulfs a good portion of it. Most of the people who were near the front end of it are incinerated instantly while the ones towards the back you can only hope that the blast didn’t travel that far.
You and a the few dark elves that got out of the way engage what looks to be an older elf mumbling something in his language. He’s obviously a wizard. The dark elves attempt to take him down with their repeating crossbows, but he has some sort of magic shield up. The dark elves keep firing as he picks them off with well placed lightning bolts, you take cover behind some sort of house structure. You can hear whimpering inside and also hear the rest of your men and dark elves who didn’t get caught in the fire blast rush into the area.
“Don’t just stand out in the open catching lightning bolts! Take cover and keep firing!” you hear Edolith shout.
You peer out from behind your cover and see your men valiantly attempt to rush the wizard, but only succeeding in dying to his lightning spell which conducts and spreads very well due to their metal armor. The dark elves can’t break through his barrier either, the only option will be to get in close enough to chop his head off or get him to drop his shield, but how to do that without getting fried is another matter.
Still hearing the whimpering from inside the house structure, you quickly run inside to investigate. Inside you see a female elf with a younger one cowering in the corner of their home. They say something in their language, which you can only guess is pleas for you not to kill them. You also see a crib with a baby in it and you quickly get a plan.
You grab the baby and push aside the mother’s feeble attempts to stop you. Carrying the crying baby under your arm you run out of the house. You see the wizard still blasting bolts at the dark elves and you make a beeline towards him. He notices you and as he begins to cast his spell you throw the baby at him as hard as you can. The shock of having a baby thrown at him catches him severely off guard and he stops casting. He also drops his shield to catch the baby.
“FIRE!” you hear Eldolith shout and the dark elves comply.
Bolts sinks into the wizard’s head dropping him.
Another bolt ceases the baby’s cries.
Several more bolts enter your body. You crash to the ground severely wounded.
You attempt to crawl away, but you’re coughing up blood and already breathing hard. Edolith runs over to you and kicks the sword out of your hand when you weakly attempt to defend yourself.
“Baby throwing…I gotta admit that was a good one. A worthy tactic of even a svelk. It’s almost a shame I had to kill you. You weren’t bad for a monkey, but I got a reputation to maintain among my own men. Just business, nothing personal. Well okay, maybe it is a little personal.”
You grab at her leg while she gloats, your grip is strong enough that she has to hack your arm off before she can get her foot away. You lose consciousness just before Edolith announces the gleeful massacre of the remaining elven women and children.
“Lieutenant! I found a blue rock and it looks like there’s a hidden door in the ground.” One of your men yells.
“Your monkeys are as subtle as ever with their howling.” Edolith says. You ignore her and make your way to the location along with the rest of your company.
You look down the hole and see a long ladder descend into the darkness. This will probably be the most dangerous part as the elves could pick you off as you attempt to climb down. Elves can see in the dark, while you and your men are going to have to rely on torches. You’re about to go down, when several of your men volunteer first, claiming that they’d rather you not be placed in potential uncertain danger as your combat skills will be necessary for the final battle to come. You reluctantly agree and allow it.
“Ah blind loyalty, such a wonderful thing is it not?” Edolith says. “I could only wish my own men would volunteer their lives so selflessly rather than me having to threaten them. Of course if I didn’t threaten them every now and then, they’d forget their place and try to stab me in the back.”
While Edolith’s speech on dark elf culture is fascinating, you are in no mood to hear anymore of her musings, so you descend down the ladder next.
As it turns out there wasn’t anything to worry about, your men that have proceeded before you are safely waiting for you at the bottom. They say they haven’t even noticed any traps, though it’s pretty dark down here. You call up and say you want the svelk to start coming down since their own night vision will come in handy. When enough of them have descended down the ladder, you begin to proceed ahead.
You travel down a long corridor of dirt with a couple of the dark elves leading the way. You arrive at what is a larger open area with minor lighting and that’s when you hear more shouting followed by higher pitched screams. One of the dark elves yells at everyone to either get out of the way or duck. A bright ball of flame then appears. You just barely manage to scramble out of the mouth of the corridor and into the dirt before the fireball engulfs a good portion of it. Most of the people who were near the front end of it are incinerated instantly while the ones towards the back you can only hope that the blast didn’t travel that far.
You and a the few dark elves that got out of the way engage what looks to be an older elf mumbling something in his language. He’s obviously a wizard. The dark elves attempt to take him down with their repeating crossbows, but he has some sort of magic shield up. The dark elves keep firing as he picks them off with well placed lightning bolts, you take cover behind some sort of house structure. You can hear whimpering inside and also hear the rest of your men and dark elves who didn’t get caught in the fire blast rush into the area.
“Don’t just stand out in the open catching lightning bolts! Take cover and keep firing!” you hear Edolith shout.
You peer out from behind your cover and see your men valiantly attempt to rush the wizard, but only succeeding in dying to his lightning spell which conducts and spreads very well due to their metal armor. The dark elves can’t break through his barrier either, the only option will be to get in close enough to chop his head off or get him to drop his shield, but how to do that without getting fried is another matter.
Still hearing the whimpering from inside the house structure, you quickly run inside to investigate. Inside you see a female elf with a younger one cowering in the corner of their home. They say something in their language, which you can only guess is pleas for you not to kill them. You also see a crib with a baby in it and you quickly get a plan.
You grab the baby and push aside the mother’s feeble attempts to stop you. Carrying the crying baby under your arm you run out of the house. You see the wizard still blasting bolts at the dark elves and you make a beeline towards him. He notices you and as he begins to cast his spell you throw the baby at him as hard as you can. The shock of having a baby thrown at him catches him severely off guard and he stops casting. He also drops his shield to catch the baby.
“FIRE!” you hear Eldolith shout and the dark elves comply.
Bolts sinks into the wizard’s head dropping him.
Another bolt ceases the baby’s cries.
Several more bolts enter your body. You crash to the ground severely wounded.
You attempt to crawl away, but you’re coughing up blood and already breathing hard. Edolith runs over to you and kicks the sword out of your hand when you weakly attempt to defend yourself.
“Baby throwing…I gotta admit that was a good one. A worthy tactic of even a svelk. It’s almost a shame I had to kill you. You weren’t bad for a monkey, but I got a reputation to maintain among my own men. Just business, nothing personal. Well okay, maybe it is a little personal.”
You grab at her leg while she gloats, your grip is strong enough that she has to hack your arm off before she can get her foot away. You lose consciousness just before Edolith announces the gleeful massacre of the remaining elven women and children.
