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A bright blue light flashed in Mazzy Fentan’s small home. “I hate it when he does that!” Jennabard said as Senior Wizard Manveru appeared before them. “I see that I am not too late,” he said enigmatically, “I am glad you are all gathered here. You are about to face a great battle, but not the greatest you will encounter before this whole mess is over.” He walked among the group, looking at each of the Dark Flames intently. Finally, he tossed a scroll to Jennabard and said, “Here, this may be useful.”

Dragon Wench peered over her shoulder, “A scroll of Defensive Harmony?”

Manveru seemed to ignore the question, “Now, I must take my leave…”

“Can you not stay, help with this battle?” Vivien asked, pulling leaves out of her hair.

“No, I prefer to act in an advisory capacity,” the green robed wizard said, “Best for maintaining my enigmatic and mysterious image.” In a flash he was gone.

“Seems there will be no battle tonight,” Darkpoet said from the window, “The parlay appears successful. The black knights must be from the Gilded Rose as Georgi said.”

The five ladies of the Harem, Darkpoet, Kramo, Gwalchmai, and Mazzy left the house and began approaching the field where the armies were arrayed. No assassins lurked on the rooftops. Things seemed quiet, almost anti-climatic. Suddenly, they were horrified to witness the messenger from the black Gilded Rose knights whip out a glowing dagger and murder the messenger from the Halfling army in cold blood. Before they could comprehend what they saw, a great explosion rocked the land, emanating from near the southwestern gate of Trademeet. “I’m sorry to leave you my friends, but I must be with my brethren!” shouted Mazzy as she ran to join the Halfling army that had lost the initiative against the dark knights.

The Harem and their somewhat former slaves ran to investigate the location of the great explosion. “Our Tent!” Dragon Wench cried as she looked at the crater where once stood the Harem Tent. Figures were moving down into the crater toward a brightly glowing spire that had been revealed by the explosion. The lead figure stopped and stared at the ladies, “I thought you said you had taken care of them,” the figure hissed at a tall man standing next to her. “I thought I had as well,” Waverly replied. “Distract them now, I only need to remove the gem. It is the last component. Once I have it, we can all return to the Underdark.”

Waverly moved menacingly toward the eight heroes. “Georgi,” he said, “you fooled me, didn’t you, my dear? And Vivien, you seem to have recovered. Loner, you look tired. Are you having nightmares again? Jennabard, you needn’t fear for your dark past, your visions are just illusions, you know. Dragon Wench. I’ll bet you are angry enough right now to do something foolish, no?”

“You’ll not harm my… I mean, these Ladies while I live!” Kramo shouted, drawing his blade.

“I’ll not suffer these foolish servants,” Waverly said. Then he gestured, and three beams of light shot from his fingers. Gwalchmai was suddenly paralyzed, his skin, clothing and equipment becoming like rock. Darkpoet suddenly collapsed under the weight of his own armor as the ray of enfeeblement struck him in the chest. The light struck Kramo in the head, and he stopped with a dazed and blank expression as the feeblemind spell took hold.

“Now, for you dear Ladies,” Waverly said raising both arms. The ground erupted all around the five warrior women, as a hundred undead soldiers arose. Desperately, the Ladies fought the skeletons, while Waverly just stood and laughed.

From behind stone eyes, Gwalchmai watched the tableau unfold. “Aw, Dude!” Kramo said as his intellect slipped away, “My magic resistance totally sucks!” He sat on the ground and started drawing in the dirt. Darkpoet felt like an overturned turtle, unable to even lift an arm under the weight of his gauntlets. He struggled to move, then called, “Kramo! Get over here! Get the potion of strength from by pouch and give it to me!” Kramo heard his friend’s call, but was distracted by the battle before him, “Ooh, Pretty Ladies!” “Kramo!” Darkpoet pleaded, “Please come over here!” Meanwhile, a small flock of pigeons landed on Gwalchmai’s head.

Every swipe of a katana, Flame Tongue, or staff destroyed a skeleton warrior, but two more replaced each. “We’ll never make it!” Jennabard shouted, “There’s too many!” “But we must stop Waverly and the Being,” Georgi shouted, “None but the Gods should have immortality!”

Kramo fumbled with the potions in Darkpoet’s pouch. “Here’s some juice for you, “ he said, pouring a gray liquid into Darkpoet’s mouth. “No! *gaack* Not the potion of Heroism,” Darkpoet said, his voice two octaves lower. He was feeling very brave now, but still couldn’t move, “Give me the potion of Strength! The white one!” But Kramo fished out a pretty red vial, and emptied the contents into Darkpoet’s mouth. Suddenly, Darkpoet began belching out huge gouts of flame as the potion of Fire Breath took effect. “I’ve got to go potty,” Kramo said. “No! Take off your cod piece first!” Darkpoet cried desperately, with smoke trailing from his nostrils. But Kramo’s eyes had already rolled back into his head, “Aaaaahhhhh,” he said blissfully, “All better!” “Oh, man!” Darkpoet coughed, “You reek!” Just then, the pigeons relieved themselves too.

Beaten, bloodied, and almost fallen, the Harem could almost fight no more. In an act of desperation, Jennabard pulled out the scroll of Defensive Harmony and read it from her knees. Suddenly, a soft white light emanated from the sky and five silvery, iridescent wings enveloped each of the Ladies. All wounds were healed, strength returned to their limbs, and fatigue was banished. Their fears, nightmares and shames of the past sloughed off them like snow melting before a summer breeze. Their armor glowing a bright white and their weapons sheathed in cascading rainbows of color, each Lady knew instinctively that this was no ordinary effect of the spell. They knew, that together, their powers were much more than the sum of the parts. These five warrior women, acting together, as a team, could be invincible.

Smiling, grinning even, they attacked as though they were one. Just touching an undead enemy seemed to cause it to explode in screaming dust. Waverley’s eyes grew wide, as the sea of summoned undead seemed to evaporate, and the Five strode toward him unchecked. He gave a frightened cry, and ran back toward his Mistress, the Being. “This is what you were supposed to prevent, you fool!” the Being said in silken tones, “No matter. I have what I came for.” With a fiery flash, Waverly and the Being disappeared, with only inches to spare before the Harem could reach them.

Exulting in their newfound power, The Five Flames touched weapons in salute. “Now to help the Halflings!” But a new triumph was at hand. The Halfling army was joined by rank upon rank of Radiant Heart and white-frocked Gilded Rose Knights. The Dark Knight Army was soon routed. In the celebration that followed, the Harem turned their attention to healing their former slaves.

The Underdark awaited.

(ooc: I hope I haven't overstepped my bounds with this addition. If so, please ignore. :) )
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Sidesplitting!!!
Gwalchmai, that is truly awesome, just what the thread needed :) . I almost (almost) wish I wasn't heading of on vacation tomorrow.
Adventures in the Underdark......hmmm ;) .

Anyway, good luck all, will be back around in the latter part of June. BTW Gwalchmai, how did you know that I have a nasty temper? :p

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DW: Thanks. I'll be gone the next two days as well (conference - yuk).

I don't know if YOU have a temper, but your virtual avatar knows some rather colorful language...

Have a great vacation! :) :)
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{OOC- Gwalchmai, I forsee an accident in your future. :p :D }
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Unfortunately, the journey to the Underdark would have to wait till the spells wore off of the three men. Loner glanced at Gwalchmai. "Oh," she said. "Ah...VIvien, you've got a Stone to Flesh scroll around somewhere, don't you? Heh, he's going to be miserable when he comes to," she said, eyeing the pigeons atop his head, as she ran to Kramo.

"What is wrong with him?" she muttered to herself, as she lifted his chin and peered into his eyes. "Feeblemind," she said. "I am going to enjoy carving out Waverly's heart when we find him..." Then she rummaged in her pack, brought out a potion of strength, and gave it to the suffering Darkpoet.

Then, while the sounds of triumph carried over from the combined armies, a small group of Radiant Heart knights rode toward them. One was Sir Ryan Trawl. The other was Sir Keldorn. The last was Anomen.

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A caravan of dark clad Knights dismounted and led their horses on foot through the forest thicket. Not one in the mysterious party spoke as they located and entered the foreboding entrance to the underdark. Their gambit had paid off: though they had lost several of their number, the strategic attack and withdraw had confused and occupied their pursuers long enough to buy them the time they needed for their final preparations. Both the Radiant Heart and Gilded Rose had been looted of the necessary artifacts, and the small army had slipped away unseen into the dark forest.

Now the search in earnest for the long abandoned Temple of the Mad God was beginning. Constructed under the light of the stars, before the sun first shone down upon the land, the temple was an atrocity even in its newness. As quickly as men realized their own mortal lives were but a blink in time to the elves, there was murderous jealousy. Cursing the Creator for denying them the immortality he had given the high elves, these early men called upon the Mad God to champion their cause. Waking from his long slumber at the sound of his name, it is said the mad god granted immortality to these men to mock his despised Creator. The blood of noble elven warriors and beautiful elf maidens had once poured like water down the temple steps; and the cruel laughter of men immortal rang out within it’s halls. When the world changed, the accursed temple sank deep beneath the earth, and there it has remained… no more then a lingering curiosity to the denizens of the underdark. That is until it’s secrets were unlocked…

[ooc: better not let Waverly become immortal :) To any one with the audicity: If the good guys are to succeed, I understand Waverly must die- no hard feelings ;) ]
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Anomen saw Kramo, in his condition, he started laughing.
"Look he wet himself in battle, and the ladies had to protect him. He's no man, he hides behind ladies skirts."
Sir Ryan and Keldorn, were not laughing, neither was Darkpoet. He was going to do something, but he let Kramo fight his own battles. After the potion took effect, Kramo got up and walked to Anomen's horse and loosen the cinch. Anomen fell off his horse, saddle and all. Kramo turned and walked away.
"I'll be back, I'm going to the Copper Coronet to get clean up. Oh yeah, Anomen?"
As Anomen looked up, Kramo gave him the finger as he walked away.
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As Waverly trudged through the damp moss covered earth, he couldn't help but feel he was already immortal. Invincible. He felt he had already won even though the game was not yet over.

He was also a very different Waverly than the feckless rogue that had first knocked on the harem door. As the gift of immortality loomed large on the horizon, he had become more ruthless. He had murdered those two knights; and he knew that despite his early attempts to confound the harem girls without harming them, he would kill any one of them if they hindered him now.
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Darkpoet watched Kramo walk away, chuckling to himself. He could also see Anomen wasn't done. Anomen looked at Darkpoet.
"I supppose, you are waiting for me to thank you. Well I'm not, I don't have to thank slaves."
Darkpoet's anger got the best of him, he grabbed Anomen.
"Listen you, thankless welp. I don't want anything from you. I will not take any orders from you either."

"Darkpoet, that's enough." Called out Sir Ryan. "I will not have fighting in my command. That goes for you too, Anomen."

Darkpoet let Anomen go, he turned to get his horse. When Darkpoet was fixing the saddle of his horse. He heard someone yell, "Anomen put that away."
Darkpoet felt something hit him between the shoulder blades. He feel under his horse.
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OOC: WOW! Whew! That took a long time to read, I'd imagine writing it was quite an effort. Wonderful job all :) :D
*claps heartily and cheers*
I was moving, and we haven't gotten to the computers yet (just the kitchen to which I added four mugs and a dozen wine glasses, and the bedrooms are finished). :)

Thanks for keeping Viv up with the group :)

Vehemence: This is awhile back, but I think the others would protect an unconscious Viv from the likes of you :p :D

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Vivien stretched her muscles, still feeling stiff from her long 'sleep'. The visions of the forest still remained, and she wondered what the Queen had been trying to do with her, as she remembered nothing after her first meeting with the Queen. She smoothed her dress, and reached for her bag, where her spell book always resided. It was then that she realized she had no bag, and she was still wearing the leaf tunic. Staring at it for a minute allowed her to identify it, and she realized she might have gotten something good from her time 'off'. She was now wearing a:
'tunic of leaves +5', the wearer's intelligence is raised to 19, though this benifit is slightly negated by his/her resistance to charm being lowered by %50. Other longterm affects are as of yet unknown.'

She searched the tunic, and found her little black spell book hidden in a pocket in the bodice, and with a few mutterings cast 'stone to flesh' on Gwalchmai. After it was cast, he began slipping down, like a puppet whose support strings have been cut. She rushed over, and gently lowered him down, not wanting any further injuries.

Suddenly she heard argumentative words and the sound of something being struck. Looking up she saw Darkpoet slumping, Anomen's mace having struck him in the shoulders.

She stood up frowning, all the last confusing days coming to her. Georgi leaving before she was even really out of her dryad fog, KramoR hurt and now acting so strangely, and now this. These holier than thou knights would attack an innocent man's back.
No...not the knights...just Anomen, the man she had thought was her true north...

Anomen was turning his horse away and Vivien felt anger that he would run.

"Stop" She said quietly while casting 'hold' upon him.

"You have changed, and I think we need to talk about what exactly your place with us was. Ladies, I think we need to finish ...this... before we continue our journey."
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"Indeed," said Loner, coming forward amd smiling strangely. "I assume you haven't gotten him...cleansed yet," she said to Sir Keldorn.

"No," he replied. "We wanted to see how he behaved in battle after these past few days." He sighed. "There is obviously still much work to be done..."

"My ladies," said Anomen, approaching them. "We do need to speak..."

Loner shook her head. "I have nothing to say to you," she said, and turned away.
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Kramo, wasn't happy. It was bad enough that, he got caught off guard. Then being hit with a damn spell. After cleaning up, he headed for Waukeen's Promenade. He had to cool down or he was going to cut off, Anomen's head. Kramo went to the Adventures Mart to see Deidre, to get a new sword.
"Deidre you have anything special in a long sword?"

"I have a couple, but I think this one would suit you better."

"Thanks, I'll take it."

Kramo pays Deidre for the sword. He then goes over to the docks, and stares out at the water. Trying to grasp, what had just happened in these few days.
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Ooc, ok one more before hitting the airplane

Dragon Wench glowered at Anomen and attempted to keep her rising temper in check. Her desire to consume a fire breath potion and drench him in flames was nearly overwhelming. Somehow, she managed to restrain her fury. Glaring at the knight, she said, "you bast##d, you owe us an explanation, and if you want to avoid scorch marks you had better make it good."


dat's all for now, please bring me along to the Underdark or wherever you happen to go, Cheers! :)
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The rush of battle was wearing off, and Loner began to grow anxious about the approaching journey to the Underdark in search of Waverly and the Being. While the rest of the Harem confronted Anomen, she walked some way off. She'd already dealt with him.

Loner creased her brow, and stared off into the distance. "I wonder where Kramo went?" she thought, and wondered also if she should go and look for him, considering the recent attempts on their lives...but they'd already decided, splitting up was a very bad idea. So she stood, indecisive, hearing the ongoing confrontation some way behind her...
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Loner72: Maybe his knighthood should be removed, with the possibility that if he works hard it is returned?

Dragonwench: Have a great time!! :)
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{OOC @Vivien: Good idea...

I have to split for a few hours...feel free to manipulate me :D -- true to Loner's char., of course! :) }
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(OOC - I knew I should have killed Waverly in the tavern when I had the chance! ;) Have a good holiday DW :) )

"You don't get it, do you, Anomen? Each of these so-called slaves has more honour in his little finger than you have in your entire body! They have all fought alongside us while you were off in the taverns. They have been harmed protecting us, and saved us when we were harmed trying to help you!" Losing her cool, Georgi turned away for a moment.

"I don't care what you do anymore, Anomen. The ORH can do what they will with you for all I care. This Harem member is done with it..." She looked round at her sisters, at their estwhile slaves. "This is... the Order of the Dark Flame. And there is no place in it for you. Not as you are."
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[ooc: Georgi: and I was prepared to take you with me :p :D .

BTW: I have succeeded in phase one, making Anomen look the fool, do I get my own harem now? ;) ]
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Waverly: By alienating all the current harem members you think we're going to fall on our knees worshiping you? I think not ;) :D

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"Vivien runs the name 'The Order of the Dark Flame' through her head, finding it meets with her approval, though she finds herself missing the zing that the 'Harem' gave to them. ;) :D

Anomen is still within the 'hold' spell and Sir Ryan Trawl and Sir Keldorn are now in deep discussion. Vivien feels a bit shy at drawing the attention of such warriors to herself, but with a look at Loner72, Dragonwench and Jennabard (here as well, correct?) she draws in her courage.

"Sir Knights." She says with a slight bow.

"This young man here has done all he can for as long as he can recall to join your order. But, some instances in front of us show that perhaps his training is not complete. His involvment with certain dire events have been hinted at, and he has now ignobly struck another from behind. I, and as you can see the rest of the Dark Flames, give him up to you, to be tested again."

The three knights draw into deep discussion again and Vivien turns to the others.
"We must find KramoR and prepare to do battle with that scroundrel Waverly."

With a small sigh she adds
" And perhaps find a missing companion towards the end, but that would perhaps be too much to hope for?"

Dragonwench walks towards them with the now weak Gwalchmai, and all that remains of the 'Harem' begins to pack, whilst Darkpoet's wounds are looked into by Jennabard.
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@Waverly - I could have quietly killed you when you weren't around to defend yourself :p but where's the honour in that? :D
It would seem that there is no Harem anymore... what a shame :p :rolleyes: ;)
BTW you are very welcome to have your own harem... if you can find anyone to be in it... good luck, you'll need it :p :D
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