Showing only brief concern for the fallen Ant Nebari moves quickly and attempts to blind the 4 armed creature.
"Look here!" he shouts at the beast before casting his spell.
The four-armed monstrosity roared in anger as everything went dark, but then it began to sway back and forth as it's eyes glazed over.
Terra stays back where she is as the others remove the threat. no point in wasting her magic.
She still mourns her insect friend.
His anger burnt out and the Captain hard at work, Doran makes his way over to the fallen body of Kizza. "Aww, no..."
The Captain's slice was vicious, but it did not drop the creature. It still stood there as if completely oblivious to the world.
With one strong swing, Captain Piers decapitated the foul beast. It fell to the floor, blue blood seeping from the open wound on to the cold floor. The torches on the wall then flicker momentarily and the room begins to warm. On the other side of the room, an iron door appears with a steel beam across it.
Scowling, Piers kicks the creatures remains into the pool it initially sprang from and makes for the newly visible door. If he noticed the warmth it did not show.
"What do we do with Kizza? I'm guessing that ants aren't about burying their dead..." The youth turns and looks around. "But we're in the middle of an enemy stronghold... not the best time to think about that."
"The dead tend to stay in place," Piers said without any obvious emotion, "C'mon, lets finish this."
Terra wasg beside what was left of her insectiod friend goodbye friend she whispers.
after the Captain's comment Terra just looks and continues on with the group saying nothing but it is evident in her face that she did not appreciate the comment, but she knew her place and stayed silent, as she was trained to do.
The steel beam slides into the wall with little effort and the doors open, revealing a long dimly lit corridor. Walking, for what seemed like an eternity, you eventually arrived at a solid oak door. Opening the door, you see a very well lit room with no furniture. At the opposite end is a large raised dias, with one lone figure standing upon it.
Standing tall and lean, cloaked in black, the man turns towards you and says, "Ah vistitors, welcome, welcome, do come in. To what do I owe the pleasure of your intrusion?"
"Bunch of guards in town wanting us to clear out this cult." Doran turns to the group and continues "Does he look evil enough that we can rush him? Anyone's magic picking up evil?"
"Evil is a subjective term. From where I stand, you're the evil ones for interfering with the spreading of the glory of the Tower. It rewards those whom are in it's service. Praise be to the Tower."
"What ain't subjective is that you're the greasy scumsucker we've been sent to skewer. Seeing as how it has already cost us one that was worth ten of you, I'm going to enjoy this more than a decent man should," Piers said, never sparing an iota of patience for the ramblings of fanatics and not about to start now. "But talk is cheap, almost as cheap as your life, you disposable little toady."
With a smirk on his face, the man said, "If we cannot converse with civility, so be it." With a bow, he added, "Then let the dance begin." Tapping a ring on his right hand with his right thumb, the man began to shimmer, then split into four identical men.
Nebari starts the fight by once again calling forth his earthly warriors.
Doran starts the battle with a quick burst of flame.
Terra stands still the spells going off . she concentrates on the wall behind the dias. and slowly the stones begin to rumble, the wall quivers and shakes. the ground vibrates..
Then there is an explosion of stone catching all 4 in its blast.
Doran's firy blast causes the two men on the dias to vanish in a puff of smoke. The other two as well vanished when flying shards of stone from Terra, penetrated their defenses.
Tiriael takes a step back, wanting to offer less of a chance for a spellscaster to blast them all away with a single spell - "Don't stay all bundled up - spread out, it is safer" - she urges her companions.
After changing her positioning, she uses her supernatural powers of inspiration to bolster her companions.
Piers steps forward to the edge of the rocky mess and looks around slowly.
"You didn't think it would be that easy, did you?"
Doran rolls his eyes. "If the pretty-boy won't come out and fight, let's just leave him here to hide; leave, lock and bar the door, let him starve to death." The sorcerer steps back and opens one of the wooden doors, standing on its way.
"I've done enough raids to know it won't be that simple, he's probably got a back way out hidden somewhere. Besides, he ain't worth a damn, even invisible. 'else his precious tower woulda stopped us from butchering all his followers."
"Sure a back way, but I doubt it'll be a shortcut, I bet we can move through the tower faster than him... unless anyone's got a good idea on smoking him out?"