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<blockquote data-quote="Lazybones" data-source="post: 7630186" data-attributes="member: 143"><p>Chapter 315</p><p></p><p>Glori’s struggles to breathe eased as she began to lose consciousness. Desperate, Quellan channeled a trickle of divine power into her—all he could do, with his higher-order magic fully depleted. The <em>spare the dying</em> cantrip worked, stabilizing her, and her breathing eased as he let out a sigh of relief.</p><p></p><p>He looked over at Rodan, who was tending to Xeeta. “How is she?” he asked.</p><p></p><p>“Unconscious,” Rodan said. “She’s absorbed a lot of damage in the last few fights.”</p><p></p><p>Quellan carefully laid Glori down, pillowing her cloak under her head before he hurried over to them. He knelt and touched the stricken tiefling’s forehead, passing that faint spark of divine blessing into her as well.</p><p></p><p>“She’ll be all right,” he said. “But there is nothing more I can do for either of them at the moment. They should wake in a few hours. What about him?” he asked, nodding toward the fallen form of Kavek.</p><p></p><p>“I blasted him pretty good. I don’t know if he’s still breathing. I was focused on Xeeta, I don’t give a damn about that lying bastard. All this time he was pretending to be just a simple sailor, hiding the fact that he was a bloody spellcaster.”</p><p></p><p>“He might have information,” Quellan said.</p><p></p><p>Rodan nodded and went over to the body. He nudged it with his boot, turning him over enough to get a look at his face. “Quellan,” he said. “You’d better take a look at this.”</p><p></p><p>Quellan was making the unconscious tiefling comfortable, but at Rodan’s words he quickly got up and joined him. He drew in a surprised breath as he saw what had set the ranger off.</p><p></p><p>“It looks like he was hiding more than we knew,” the cleric said.</p><p></p><p>“He was a bloody hobgoblin,” Rodan snarled. “He look familiar to you at all?”</p><p></p><p>Quellan had left his shield over by Glori, but he bent to take a closer look. “He can’t be…”</p><p></p><p>“The last time I saw this face, he was running because I’d just shot him with an arrow.”</p><p></p><p>“That’s… there’s obviously more going on here than we thought.”</p><p></p><p>“Yeah. And Bredan’s likely in more trouble than we thought.”</p><p></p><p>He walked away from their fallen foe, toward the shimmering barrier. “Do you think it’s solid?” Rodan asked.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t know. But even if it’s not, it could kill you just for trying.”</p><p></p><p>Rodan reached into his pocket and took out a silver piece. “We have to try.”</p><p></p><p>But before he could toss the coin, a hissing sound from behind them drew their attention back around. Rodan scanned the dark corners of the room before his eyes settled on the dead warlock. Those eyes widened as another sound issued from the corpse, and the chest lifted.</p><p></p><p>“I thought he was dead!” he said, drawing his sword as he came back over to their fallen foe.</p><p></p><p>“He is,” Quellan said. “This is dark magic, necromancy.”</p><p></p><p>“He’s not going to get up and try to kill us again, is he?” Rodan asked.</p><p></p><p>“I don’t think so,” Quellan said. “I think someone is trying to send us a message.”</p><p></p><p>The cleric dropped to one knee and leaned over the body, while Rodan circled around to take up a warding position on the other side.</p><p></p><p>Kavek’s chest fell, and his lips moved slightly as the air left his body. “Tell Bredan… sever the link…”</p><p></p><p>“What’s he talking about?” Rodan asked.</p><p></p><p>“Presumably it has something to do with what the book asked him to do,” Quellan said.</p><p></p><p>“Kosk Stonefist… live again…” the corpse said.</p><p></p><p>“Kosk?” Quellan asked. “What do you mean? Damn it, speak up!” He stood and looked around at the walls of the vault. “Just tell us what you bloody want, you bloody book!”</p><p></p><p>Both men waited, but there was no further answer.</p><p></p><p>“All right, I’m going in,” Rodan said.</p><p></p><p>“I can’t leave Glori and Xeeta,” Quellan said.</p><p></p><p>“Agreed. What should I tell Bredan?”</p><p></p><p>“Tell him what we know. What Kavek told us, what the book said through his corpse.”</p><p></p><p>“And Kosk? Do you think it was telling the truth?”</p><p></p><p>“I don’t know,” Quellan said. “I don’t trust the book, don’t trust this place. But we have to trust Bredan. Tell him that, tell him that we trust him.”</p><p></p><p>Rodan nodded, and turned toward the barrier. He adjusted his grip on his sword, took a steeling breath. Then, after one last glance back at the watching half-orc, he started forward. The barrier shimmered and rippled as he came into contact with it, then he stepped through and vanished.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Lazybones, post: 7630186, member: 143"] Chapter 315 Glori’s struggles to breathe eased as she began to lose consciousness. Desperate, Quellan channeled a trickle of divine power into her—all he could do, with his higher-order magic fully depleted. The [i]spare the dying[/i] cantrip worked, stabilizing her, and her breathing eased as he let out a sigh of relief. He looked over at Rodan, who was tending to Xeeta. “How is she?” he asked. “Unconscious,” Rodan said. “She’s absorbed a lot of damage in the last few fights.” Quellan carefully laid Glori down, pillowing her cloak under her head before he hurried over to them. He knelt and touched the stricken tiefling’s forehead, passing that faint spark of divine blessing into her as well. “She’ll be all right,” he said. “But there is nothing more I can do for either of them at the moment. They should wake in a few hours. What about him?” he asked, nodding toward the fallen form of Kavek. “I blasted him pretty good. I don’t know if he’s still breathing. I was focused on Xeeta, I don’t give a damn about that lying bastard. All this time he was pretending to be just a simple sailor, hiding the fact that he was a bloody spellcaster.” “He might have information,” Quellan said. Rodan nodded and went over to the body. He nudged it with his boot, turning him over enough to get a look at his face. “Quellan,” he said. “You’d better take a look at this.” Quellan was making the unconscious tiefling comfortable, but at Rodan’s words he quickly got up and joined him. He drew in a surprised breath as he saw what had set the ranger off. “It looks like he was hiding more than we knew,” the cleric said. “He was a bloody hobgoblin,” Rodan snarled. “He look familiar to you at all?” Quellan had left his shield over by Glori, but he bent to take a closer look. “He can’t be…” “The last time I saw this face, he was running because I’d just shot him with an arrow.” “That’s… there’s obviously more going on here than we thought.” “Yeah. And Bredan’s likely in more trouble than we thought.” He walked away from their fallen foe, toward the shimmering barrier. “Do you think it’s solid?” Rodan asked. “I don’t know. But even if it’s not, it could kill you just for trying.” Rodan reached into his pocket and took out a silver piece. “We have to try.” But before he could toss the coin, a hissing sound from behind them drew their attention back around. Rodan scanned the dark corners of the room before his eyes settled on the dead warlock. Those eyes widened as another sound issued from the corpse, and the chest lifted. “I thought he was dead!” he said, drawing his sword as he came back over to their fallen foe. “He is,” Quellan said. “This is dark magic, necromancy.” “He’s not going to get up and try to kill us again, is he?” Rodan asked. “I don’t think so,” Quellan said. “I think someone is trying to send us a message.” The cleric dropped to one knee and leaned over the body, while Rodan circled around to take up a warding position on the other side. Kavek’s chest fell, and his lips moved slightly as the air left his body. “Tell Bredan… sever the link…” “What’s he talking about?” Rodan asked. “Presumably it has something to do with what the book asked him to do,” Quellan said. “Kosk Stonefist… live again…” the corpse said. “Kosk?” Quellan asked. “What do you mean? Damn it, speak up!” He stood and looked around at the walls of the vault. “Just tell us what you bloody want, you bloody book!” Both men waited, but there was no further answer. “All right, I’m going in,” Rodan said. “I can’t leave Glori and Xeeta,” Quellan said. “Agreed. What should I tell Bredan?” “Tell him what we know. What Kavek told us, what the book said through his corpse.” “And Kosk? Do you think it was telling the truth?” “I don’t know,” Quellan said. “I don’t trust the book, don’t trust this place. But we have to trust Bredan. Tell him that, tell him that we trust him.” Rodan nodded, and turned toward the barrier. He adjusted his grip on his sword, took a steeling breath. Then, after one last glance back at the watching half-orc, he started forward. The barrier shimmered and rippled as he came into contact with it, then he stepped through and vanished. [/QUOTE]
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