Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Call Lightning

During our trek north we were tasked with keeping tabs on a small group of Cult members. We had some strange run-ins. On one evening we encountered a Giant Elk and a tiger simultaneously. One person was killed, and much of the caravan received extensive damage. Oddly the damage centered around the Cult's wagons.

On another night, one of the Cult members was found dead with a giant slash through their chest. The remaining Cultists immediately turned the blame on one suspicious elven druid working as a security guard on another wagon.

At the next settlement, the elven druid was approached by a guard of the compound, who called herself a "friend of the deceased." Accusing the druid of murder, she challenged him in combat. The guard quickly gained the upper hand, but at a pivotal moment in the battle, the druid cast Call Lightning. Dealing a significant blow on the first strike, the guard was near death, and a moment later a second strike cast the death blow.

"This can go for ten minutes" said the druid, turning to his party: a half-elven monk, a dwarven barbarian, and a "potionmaking" wizard.

Stunned by the comment, his group, as well as dozens of witnesses watched.

BOOM

BOOM

BOOM

BOOM

Lightning charred the already dead guard.

BOOM

BOOM

BOOM

After nearly ten minutes he was interrupted by screams of mercy from the rest of the settlement.

"He probably didn't need a dagger to kill that guy," whispered one cultist to another.


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