{"id":1269,"date":"2014-09-11T09:14:58","date_gmt":"2014-09-11T13:14:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/?p=1269"},"modified":"2014-08-22T06:20:10","modified_gmt":"2014-08-22T10:20:10","slug":"rhiallis-murdering-the-queen-pt-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/2014\/09\/rhiallis-murdering-the-queen-pt-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Rhiallis: Murdering the Queen (pt 2)"},"content":{"rendered":"

      Today\u2019s snippet, titled \u201cMurdering the Queen (pt 2)\u201d, is a piece I wrote about my PC in Mark’s new (Good) Pathfinder Campaign.
\n      Be forewarned, there are mature themes and naughty language below.
\n– \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 –
\n      Breathing heavily, Rhiallis sheathed her sword and attended to both Kumiko and Mira, who were grievously wounded. As she channeled healing energy, the others caught up, cheering at the sight of the murdered queen.
\n      \u201cWhy is that light still here?\u201d
\n      Rhiallis turned, still kneeling, and peered at the back of the cave. Mytra was right. That sickly mauve light continued pulsate. Now that the immediate danger had passed, they were free to investigate – and they did.
\n      A crack in the wall that must have been ten feet tall and several feet across seemed to be the source of the light. \u201cA gate. It must be – a passage right into the Abyss. I wonder where it goes, exactly.\u201d
\n      \u201cBut\u2026 What- what is that?\u201d Mira leaned forward, squinting.
\n      It was as if they all held their breaths for a moment, watching. The surface of reality seemed stretched thin there and something was moving within the crystalline barrier between worlds. Huge and dark, it struggled against the gelatinous wall. Clawing, howling silent cries, the beast wanted to come into the material plane. Rhiallis retreated a step. Whatever it is\u2026 it is hungry. Ravenous.<\/em>
\n      \u201cIts a Vrock. By all the Gods, it\u2019s a freaking Vrock!\u201d
\n      Rhiallis recalled what she knew of the demons instantly and shuddered. \u201cWe\u2019ve got to close that gate.\u201d
\n      \u201cBut-\u201d
\n      \u201cNo, she\u2019s right. We can\u2019t have this gaping open on our tail once we push into the city. How can we close it?\u201d
\n      \u201cA dimensional anchor, or a lock,\u201d Jensen volunteered. \u201cThough neither of those are within my grasp at the moment.\u201d
\n      \u201cPerhaps I could cast a circle against evil – to, to ward the room?\u201d Rhiallis said.
\n      \u201cIt might\u2026 do something. But that won\u2019t close it. Not for good.\u201d Graves pushed a hand through her hair. \u201cWhat about\u2026 Who has that Rod of Cancellation Irabeth gave the first group?\u201d
\n      The rod appeared from within one of their packs and Graves examined it for a long moment. \u201cIf this thing was enough to seal that fragment of the wardstone, maybe its enough to close the gate?\u201d
\n      \u201cWhat other choice do we have?\u201d Celeste said. \u201cWe have to try – you\u2019re right. We can\u2019t leave this open behind us.\u201d
\n      \u201cHurry,\u201d Mytra said, coughing. \u201cThat thing is almost through.\u201d
\n      Graves rolled her shoulders and approached the gate. She was face-to-face with the Vrock and it must have been able to see her, or sense her, for it leaned into the barrier and snarled.
\n      \u201cHere goes nothing,\u201d she said. Rhiallis could tell she wished she had something a little more grand and profound to say to mark the occasion.
\n      She lifted the rod into the air and as she brought it down to touch the gate, she spoke the command word Irabeth had given them.
\n      A flash of mauve fire exploded outward from the gash. They were all thrown back a step or two and then pulled forward as the gaping maw sucked back in on itself, sealing as it crushed down upon the Vrock with a thunderous krackakoom<\/strong><\/em>!
\n      Their eyes were drawn to the rod in Graves\u2019 hand. It glowed for a moment longer, then the color faded and for an instant she was holding a transparent, crystalline shaft. It glittered in the dim light and then shifted to an opaque greyness before turning to dust in her hand.
\n      \u201c…holy shit.\u201d
\n      Rhiallis\u2019 lips curved at that rare display of profanity from little Mira.
\n      \u201cI can\u2019t believe it worked.\u201d
\n      \u201cI can.\u201d Celest said, tossing her hair. \u201cLet\u2019s get out of here. The army\u2019s waiting and this day isn\u2019t even half-over yet.\u201d
\n      Together, they trooped toward the exit. As expected once their Queen was vanquished, the vecavores had dissipated, hiding in the darkest nooks and crannies to wait for a new leader to strengthen them.
\n      Maybe we should have brought the whole cave down upon them,<\/em> Rhiallis thought, picking a bug from her hair and squishing it in her gauntleted hand. Maybe we should bring the whole fucking city down upon them…<\/em><\/p>\n

– \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 –
\n\"Signed,
\nNote: Image is “King Jagiello Statue Central” by (Mulligand) from SXC.hu; edited by me<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

      Today\u2019s snippet, titled \u201cMurdering the Queen (pt 2)\u201d, is a piece I wrote about my PC in Mark’s new (Good) Pathfinder Campaign.       Be forewarned, there are mature themes and naughty language below. – \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 –       Breathing heavily, Rhiallis… <\/p>\n

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