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- + The various characters contained in these writings are +
- + copyright 1992 by Thomas Miller. Any resemblance to any +
- + persons or characters either real or fictional is utterly +
- + coincidental. Copying and/or distribution of these tales +
- + is permissible only under the sole condition that no part +
- + of them will be used or sold for profit. In that case, I +
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- + THE PARTY: +
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- + Alindyar 11th level drow elf mage (N) +
- + Lyra 7th level female drow elf mage (N) +
- + Belphanior 8th/8th/9th level high elf w/m/t (CN) +
- + Ged 9th/9th level grey elf priest/mage (NG) +
- + Arnold 7th level human warrior (NG) +
- + Mongo 9th level dwarf warrior (CG) +
- + Peldor 12th level human thief (N) +
- + Bosco 6th level soulless(?) halfling thief(CN) +
- + Rillen 9th level human warrior (N) +
- + Rob 10th level human priest (LG) +
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- + Date: 7/13/571 C.Y. (Common Year) +
- + Time: morning +
- + Place: the fort-town of Lud, high in the Yatil Mountains +
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- LXXVI. Bosco Makes His Move
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- The party has been in the mountain town/fort of Lud for
- more than a month. They have woken up, and are eating a
- hearty breakfast while the stableboy prepares their mounts
- for travel...
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- Mongo: (cramming bacon and eggs into his mouth) Mmph!
- Arnold: (doing his best to mimic the dwarf, but still
- can't eat as much or as fast) Ya!
- Alindyar: No manners. No table manners whatsoever...
- Ged: It's the nature of the beast. (munching on a loaf
- of fresh bread covered with honey) Mmm.
- Rob: This is the best meal we've had in...in...well, in
- a long time!
- Belphanior: (silently eating, watches Rillen play with
- his food)
- Rillen: (juggling five eggs, whistling)
- Peldor: Five?!? Is that _all_?!?
- Rillen: Here, you try it. (tosses the eggs at Peldor)
- Peldor: Whoa! (manages to keep all five aloft - for about
- two seconds, after which several splatter all over the
- floor) Oops.
- barmaid: (appears conveniently) Hey! I don't run a pigsty
- here! Keep yourselves out of trouble! (bats Peldor with
- a wet rag) Shame on you!
- Peldor: Sorry. (sheepishly offers her the surviving eggs)
- barmaid: Argh! (breaks into a fresh round of scolding)
- Ged: Heh.
- Rillen: (chuckles)
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- Suddenly, a portly clergyman appeared in the tavern's
- doorway, and quickly spotted the party, ambling over to
- the party's table. Four burly guardsmen accompanied him -
- town guards, from the looks of them.
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- priest: (blubbering) You!
- Rob: (looks around) Us?
- guardsman: Quiet, fool.
- Mongo: (keeps stuffing food in his mouth) Grlmph mmph.
- Peldor: (offers a guard one of the eggs in his hand)
- guard: (declines the offer)
- Peldor: (deftly swipes a pouch from the man's belt in the
- meantime)
- priest: You people! Are you the companions of the small
- halfling?
- Rillen: Are they not all small?
- Peldor: Small halfling? Hey, where's Bosco?
- Ged: Err, yes. At least, if we're thinking about the
- same halfling.
- Alindyar: Did this little fellow have any...distinguishing
- marks?
- priest: Yes, why, yes, he did! Dark rings around his eyes,
- not unlike a raccoon! That's the one!
- Peldor: Yep, that's our Bosco, all right. Uh, what did he
- do this time, walk into the women's baths?
- priest: Worse! Much worse! This halfling, this "Bosco"
- of yours, is tearing apart the Tower of Magic!
- Ged: WHAT?!?!?
- Peldor: Whaaaaaaat?
- Mongo: (spits out a mouthful of food) Come again?
- priest: You heard me! Even now he floats in the air, at
- the tower, taunting our guards and wreaking havoc!
- Alindyar: Inconceivable!
- Ged: C'mon, guys, let's go check it out! (they all get
- up and run for the door)
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- Soon, they had arrived at the Tower of Magic, a bit out
- of breath, since the place was across town from their inn.
- Sure enough, there was Bosco, floating in the air about
- fifty feet up. He was sheathed in a glowing green nimbus
- and was cackling loudly in an unfamiliar voice. A number
- of magi and apprentices were gathered about outside the
- tower, watching in amazement.
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- mage: He's been sailing around, blasting us to bits!
- (points to three smoking piles of red and black slop
- on the ground nearby) See? Those were three of our
- best!
- Mongo: Hmph.
- Peldor: (addresses the halfling) Hey! Get down from
- there!
- Bosco: (looks down at the thief, and speaks in a deep,
- resounding voice) Who in the hell are _you_? (points
- at Peldor, and a blue beam of energy sears the ground
- next to the thief)
- Peldor: (leaping aside) Whoa!
- Rillen: (looking skyward) I do not think the halfling
- is in his right mind.
- Ged: Yea, tell me about it.
- Mongo: (yells) HEY, BOSCO! What's going on?!
- Bosco: Bosco? Bosco the halfling has departed this
- shell, and _I_ have taken over. (casually waves his
- tiny hand, and a section of the tower's roof is torn
- away, revealing a laboratory) Ahahahahah! (flies
- through this new "door" and enters the tower, going
- out of sight)
- Peldor: What the hell's gotten into him?!?
- Alindyar: We must enter the tower. Well, actually,
- _you_ must enter it. I shall fly up there and have
- a look. (casts a Fly spell)
- Rillen: Yes. (runs for the tower's door, but is then
- repelled by a crackling energy field) What?
- mage: Oh. That's our protective spell. Only magi of
- the Order may pass through it.
- Ged: Baloney. (thinks about casting Dispel Magic)
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- Meanwhile, Alindyar had flown up to the top of the
- tower, and peered inside the hole. He observed the
- halfling inside, tearing a room apart, as though in
- search of something.
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- Alindyar: Hmm. (casts a Color Spray at the halfling)
- Bosco: Yah! (is stunned for the moment)
- Alindyar: Aha. (swoops in, grabs the halfling by the
- scruff of his cloak, and pulls him out) Look what
- I have found. (flies toward the ground, and drops
- Bosco off near the party)
- mage: Watch out! He's dangerous!
- Ged: (changes his mind, and prepares to cast another
- spell instead)
- Mongo: Bah. He's just a flea.
- Bosco: (looks around) Flea? FLEA?!? How _dare_ you
- compare me to a _flea_?!?! (walks toward Mongo)
- Mongo: Ha, ha, ha. Don't scare me, little guy.
- Bosco: (belts the dwarf, sending him sailing backward
- about twenty feet, with a dent in his armor and a
- cracked rib or six) Ho, ho, ho.
- Mongo: (reeling) Argh. What the fuck?!?! He's even
- stronger than _me_!!
- Bosco: Of course I am. (grabs the onrushing Rillen,
- and holds him aloft, choking him)
- Rillen: (bashing the halfling with his staff, but
- apparently having little effect) This is not even
- funny. Gak!
- Lyra: (casts Magic Missiles at Bosco) Taste this,
- small chaotic one!
- Bosco: Don't make me laugh. (the missiles don't seem
- to faze him much at all) Stupid bitch. (hurls the
- flailing Rillen right at the drow, knocking her down)
- Lyra: Oof. (falls in a heap, with Rillen)
- Rillen: (somewhat embarrassed) Sorry about this.
- Lyra: Oh, think nothing of it. It's not your fault.
- Ged: By Boccob, you must cease this! (casts Polymorph
- Other upon Bosco) Be an ant!
- Bosco: (saves easily - for he is no longer just a
- halfling thief...) Bah. You people are the ants.
- _I_ am the power! (floats upward again) Hahahahah!
- Rob: Geez. (casts Detect Evil on Bosco) Yes, he's
- definitely evil, all right.
- Belphanior: Thanks for that observation. (casts Taunt
- at Bosco) Hey, you! We are much more powerful than
- you could ever be! You are but rat feces in our
- shadow! Once a halfling, always a halfling! Nyah!
- You copulate with demons!
- Bosco: (turns) Eh? How did you know?
- Arnold: Aaaaaa. (looks up into the sky, his sword
- waving uselessly) Aaaaaa.
- Peldor: (invisible somewhere)
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- Bosco: (scans the tall elf) Hmmmmmm. You, my friend,
- have great potential. But, also, a big mouth. (he
- points at Belphanior, and the elf grabs his eyes)
- Belphanior: Agh! (blinded) I can't see a thing!
- Bosco: Ha ha!
- Ged: Grr...he's making fools of us. (casts a Slow
- spell at the airborne halfling)
- Bosco: (saves) Huh?
- Ged: Argh! Foiled again! (thinking about using his
- wand, but hasn't wanted to chance destroying the
- halfling...yet)
- Mongo: (hurls his hammer at Bosco) I'll smash you!
- Bosco: (dodges nimbly aside) Yie! Okay, that's it!
- Now I'm _really_ pissed off! (waves his hand, and
- a wall of fire surrounds the party) Hah! (turns
- and flies away, yelling at the party) Be thankful
- that I let you live! It is the least I could do,
- since you idiots freed me!
- Peldor: No! Come back, rampant Bosco!
- Bosco: Never! I'm off to raze another town! Soon,
- my power will grow to its full capacity.....(he is
- just a speck in the distance now)
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- Alindyar: (in the air, not ringed by the wall of fire)
- I _could_ follow him...
- Peldor: Too risky. He might destroy you.
- Alindyar: That chance does exist.
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- Ged: Lbuzi. (dispels the wall by sucking it into his
- wand) Whew.
- Rob: That was hot.
- Mongo: (stumbles around, cursing)
- Ged: (casts Remove Blindness upon Belphanior) There.
- Belphanior: (rubs his eyes) Ah, I can see again. My
- thanks.
- Mongo: What _happened_ to him?!? He...changed.
- Alindyar: Aye.
- Ged: Possessed, would be my guess.
- Rob: Yes.
- Rillen: What did he mean by saying that we freed him?
- Lyra: Who can know? Somewhere in that last dungeon,
- maybe. Some errant devil or demon or lost soul took
- over his body.
- Peldor: Yea, and it said that it would get more and
- more powerful...
- Ged: Well, much as I hate to admit it, we've got to
- track him, or it, down! It's sort of become our
- responsibility.
- Peldor: But how?
- Rob: Locate Object? Divination? Commune?
- Ged: We are unfamiliar with any of his possessions.
- But, the latter spells might send us in the right
- direction.
- Rob: We shall need time to prepare.
- Alindyar: Yonder Bosco was moving north...
- Peldor: (to mage) You! What towns or forts lie in
- that direction? (points to the north)
- mage: Uhh, the small town of Targ is about a day's
- ride to the north.
- Ged: That is probably his next stop. We must beat
- him there.
- Mongo: Then what?
- Rob: Then we cast an Abjuration, or maybe even the
- Dispel Evil...
- Ged: We must pray for these spells, though.
- Rob: Yeah.
- Ged: (to another mage) Bring your highest-ranking
- mage to us at once!
- mage: (looks around at the puddles on the ground)
- Err...okay. (wanders away)
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- soon...
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- Ged: (to mage) Can you give us your impression of
- the halfling and his powers?
- mage: I'm sorry, I don't do impressions. I'm a
- wizard...
- Ged: Of course.
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- Within an hour, they had debriefed the mage and
- were on the road, headed for Targ, to the north.
- An experienced mountain man from Lud accompanied them
- as a guide. They camped at night, not knowing if the
- Bosco-thing would have to rest or not. The priests
- prayed for the spells that they would need, if the
- party was able to catch up with Bosco and surprise
- him.
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- next time : Bosco is found!
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- ftp site : ccosun.caltech.edu, in pub/adnd/fluff/adventurers
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- notes : I knew that a mattock was a pick-type digging
- tool, not a shovel. I really did, I just forgot
- or something. Also, did you notice how TSR sort
- of slipped the "exorcise" spell out of 2nd ed.?
- Sneaky, sneaky...
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