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- + The various characters contained in these writings are +
- + copyright 1993 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 +
- + hope you enjoy them... +
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- + Thomas Miller +
- + tmiller@cimmeria.gatech.edu +
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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) +
- + Rillen 9th level human warrior (N) +
- * Flint Firelips (guest) dwarven warrior +
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- + Date: 7/27/571 C.Y. (Common Year) +
- + Time: night +
- + Place: inside a fortress in a hostile land +
- + Climate: cool and dank, pervaded by the stench of decay +
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- + "Only the good die young +
- + All the evil seem to live forever..." +
- + Iron Maiden +
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- XCVI. Prisoners
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- Everyone but Ged, Peldor, and Lyra (who escaped capture)
- has wound up in a dark, damp, prison-type place.
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- A dim green patch of stone, no doubt the site of a
- light spell, provided the only illumination. The exact
- size of the chamber was indeterminable, but Mongo, Arnold,
- and Alindyar were chained to one wall, while Rillen, Flint
- Firelips, and Belphanior were chained to a perpendicular
- section of wall. All six of the prisoners were silent and
- unmoving.
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- Mongo: Ugh. (opens his eyes, only to find that he has
- been stripped down to a loincloth and is chained to a
- moldy stone wall) What the hell's going on here?
- Rillen: (also chained nearby) We have been taken in
- battle. (he notices that everyone present has been
- chained and wears only a loincloth)
- Mongo: We're prisoners. Fuck.
- Belphanior: (already awake, he is struggling against
- his chains) They took my sword! They took my picks!
- They took everything!
- Rillen: Whoever "they" are, they did not take our lives.
- Belphanior: Not yet, anyway. Say, it _smells_ in here.
- Arnold: (stirs, and then stands up) Whad are these
- chains on me for? (begins trying to pull the chains
- out of the wall, to no avail)
- Mongo: Grr. This really makes me mad...
- Rillen: (notices that everyone is chained apart from
- each other, so that no one can reach anyone else)
- Flint Firelips: (stands up shakily) Urgh.
- Mongo: Hey, pal, you okay?
- Flint Firelips: Yeah. Last thing I remember, I was
- about to get away, with Ged and the others. Then...
- zombie city! I wonder what happened.
- Alindyar: (standing groggily) Ged and the other two
- escaped, that is what happened. Hopefully they have
- arrived at some means of liberating us from this
- predicament.
- Mongo: With Peldor involved? Don't count on it.
- Rillen: Hope springs eternal...
- Mongo: What the hell was that spell, the one that
- vampire-thing used on us? I feel like I've been
- used as a punching bag for an ogre.
- Belphanior: Yeah, me too. Some kind of black mists
- that surrounded us...I've got to have that spell.
- Alindyar: No doubt 'twas some manner of teleportation
- magick. Perhaps with a predetermined destination
- for those ensnared by it.
- Arnold: And it also hurt!
- Belphanior: I've really got to have that spell.
- vampire lord: (strolls into the cell) What, do you
- mean the Black Mists of Sarnath? Nifty spell, that.
- I'm happy to say that I slew the inventor of that
- spell myself. A sharp mage, he was, but too over-
- confident in the end.
- Belphanior: (notices the high quality of the fellow's
- clothes) Boy, you're a well-dressed young vampire
- fop, aren't you? You ought to be wearing rags, 'cause
- you sure do stink like a graveyard.
- vampire: What do you expect, after sleeping in earth
- all day? You have a smart mouth, elf.
- Belphanior: Yup. Go fuck yourself.
- vampire: (slaps Belphanior, cracking his jaw and
- draining two levels instantly) Silence!
- Belphanior: (quiets down, and sags in his chains)
- Ughk. (spits out blood and teeth, and stares at the
- vampire in hatred)
- vampire lord: (paying no further attention to the elf)
- Mongo: Who the hell are you, anyway?
- vampire lord: No one to be trifled with.
- Rillen: Why did you not just kill us outright? Why
- are we here? What do you want?
- vampire lord: Well, it's like this. Powerful, mortal
- adventurers like yourselves make excellent vampiric
- servants.
- Flint: (sputtering) Servants?!?
- vampire lord: Minions, assassins, lieutenants, what
- have you.
- Flint: Oh.
- vampire lord: So, truly skilled, experienced, powerful
- adventurers are rare in these parts. Why, they're at
- a veritable premium! (turns and stares right at Mongo)
- And I simply _love_ converting would-be, has-been do-
- gooders like you into my minions.
- Mongo: (struggling with his chains) Take these damn
- things off and I'll break your fuckin' neck...
- vampire lord: Yes, I actually believe you would try.
- No matter.
- Alindyar: So you intend to transform us into undead
- like yourself.
- vampire lord: Basically, yes. Hmm, a drow mage. You
- for one should come in handy.
- Alindyar: I would not rely on that fact if I were you.
- vampire lord: Oh, come now. You know better than that.
- My power level is such that anyone who I make into an
- undead, un-mortal being is bound to obey my commands.
- Belphanior: (stands up, his jaw sagging) I gu- OUCH!
- (talks a little bit more slowly) I guarantee you that
- if I become one of your vampires, you will someday
- find my blade in your back. Or your neck. Or some
- strategic location like that. You will never control
- me. Never.
- vampire lord: Ah, the wills of you puny mortals often
- surprise even me. Fortunately, I have accumulated a
- variety of interests over the centuries...among them
- a flair for the fine art of torture.
- Belphanior: Torture?
- vampire lord: Yes. (looks around, at all of the six
- chained adventurers) You will be much more obedient
- slaves after I have broken you. (snaps his fingers,
- and a dozen ghouls slither into the cell) None of
- you should be much trouble, with these lackeys here
- to cart you away. Paralyzation touch, you know.
- Mongo: Grr...
- Igor: (lumbers into the cell) Massster!
- vampire lord: (irritated) What is it, Igor?
- Igor: I have newsss, massster! Come, come. (tries
- to get the lord to step aside and listen to him)
- vampire lord: Hold one moment, Igor. (to ghouls)
- Take...the dwarf. (points to Mongo) Take him to
- the torture chamber first.
- Mongo: What's this one-at-a-time crap?!? Where-
- (kicks at an approaching ghoul)
- Belphanior: Take me first!
- vampire lord: What's this?
- Belphanior: Come on, you stinking lord of corpses and
- rats! Take me first! You know that you can't break
- me! I dare you to try! You damned coward!
- vampire lord: Oh, very well. (taps a ghoul on the
- shoulder and points to the elf) Take the elf, not
- the dwarf. It really won't matter anyway, when all
- is said and done.
- ghouls: (swarm over Belphanior)
- Belphanior: You guys smell awful. Been eating the
- right kind of food lately?
- ghoul: (uses a key to unlock the padlock holding the
- elf's chains) Sssss...
- ghouls: (they hold the elf tightly as he is slipped
- from his bonds)
- Belphanior: Aaaarrrrr! (kicks one ghoul, punches a
- second, and makes a desperate lunge for the vampire
- despite the ghouls that still have a grip on him)
- Igor: (grabs the elf and twists his arm behind his
- back with incredible strength) Hee, hee, hee. You
- can't attack the masssster, fool!
- ghouls: (subdue Belphanior)
- vampire lord: I bet you're thinking, "Hey, he forgot
- that elves are immune to ghoul paralyzation!" or some
- such idea. Hm?
- Belphanior: Well, actually, the thought did spring
- into my mind.
- vampire lord: You see, even if you broke free of all
- the ghouls, even if you bypassed Igor here-
- Igor: (grins dumbly)
- vampire lord: -you would still be powerless to harm
- me. I am superior to you in strength, speed, and
- pure finesse. (suddenly grabs Belphanior by the
- neck)
- Belphanior: Ack! (begins choking as he loses two
- more levels) Ack!
- Igor: (dancing merrily) Get him, massster! Show him
- why you're the massster!
- vampire lord: (lifts the elf several feet above the
- floor, with one arm) Do you see?
- Mongo: Geez, he doesn't look that strong.
- vampire lord: DO YOU SEE? (hurls the elf to the
- floor disdainfully) Bah.
- Belphanior: (can't even stand up)
- ghouls: (take the elf and cart him away, as Igor and
- the vampire lord confer outside the cell's door)
- Mongo: When I get out of these chains, I'm gonna kick
- that guy's ass...
- Flint: Yeah, me too.
- Rillen: That "Igor" toad is making me mad.
- Alindyar: We are in dire need of a rescue.
- vampire lord: (struts back in, Igor prancing at his
- heels like a puppy) Ah! I have just received some
- most splendid news!
- Mongo: What's that, did one of your ghouls have a
- litter of rotten babies or something?
- vampire lord: Better! My minions in the nearby town
- of Ren have reported that three adventurers have just
- arrived from the wilderness. Now I wonder who in the
- world _they_ could be?
- Rillen: Keep on laughing, fang-face. You will never
- capture them without much bloodshed.
- vampire lord: Blood...hmm, time for dinner. (turns
- his attention back to the prisoners) No, actually,
- I'm not going to have anyone attack them. Not yet.
- I shall let them come to me, with the idea that you
- can be rescued. And then...ah...another drow mage,
- and an elven priest of Boccob! What prizes they
- shall be!
- Mongo: (looks at the vampire lord) Is this all just
- a game to you, or what?
- vampire lord: (rubs his chin, and ponders) Basically,
- yes. A game! Come, Igor! (departs, his cloaks
- swirling about his frame) I will see the rest of
- you shortly. It's going to be a long night!
- Igor: (runs along behind his master, making faces
- at the chained adventurers) Hee, hee.
- Rillen: If we get out of this, the one called Igor
- is mine.
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- Belphanior was led through a dark passageway by the
- ghouls. His hands and feet were in manacles, and he
- caused metallic jingling sounds with every step. The
- undead took him around a corner, and through a door
- or two, then around another corner, finally entering
- a large room with a high, vaulted ceiling. The elf's
- hands were chained to a larger link of thick chain
- coming down from the darkened ceiling area, and thus
- he was shackled, his feet barely touching the stones
- of the floor. The ghouls left abruptly.
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- Belphanior: Ugh. (looks up) Where are you stinking
- bastards going? Hey, come back here!
- ghouls: (gone)
- Belphanior: Shit. (looks around, noting with some
- interest the variety of knives and tongs and such
- implements, laid out neatly on a series of shelves)
- I don't like the looks of this place.
- vampire lord: (appears from nowhere) And well you
- shouldn't, my friend.
- Belphanior: I'm not your fucking friend.
- vampire lord: (picks up a long, toothpick-width
- metal spike) Of course not. Allow me to show you
- the reason why...(approaches the chained elf)
- Belphanior: (clenching his fists) Keep away from
- me.
- vampire lord: In fact, you may come to regret the
- multitude of reasons that I can come up with...
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- meanwhile...
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- Mongo: I wonder where they took Belphanior?
- Alindyar: 'Tis foul work being done this night.
- Rillen: Where-
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- There was a loud, piercing scream from somewhere
- nearby.
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- Mongo: Fuck.
- Flint: Sounds like Belphanior, all right.
- Mongo: Yeah. In total agony.
- Alindyar: (shivers) I wonder what is happening to
- him, to make him scream like that?
- Arnold: I am nod sure I want to find oud.
- Rillen: Someone will pay for this.
-
- Another scream split the night air, and then another.
- They continued, in fact, for quite some time, while the
- others could only fume in their chains. Eventually,
- there was a commotion in the hallway, and some ghouls
- came in, dragging Belphanior's bloody form behind them.
- The elf was re-chained in the cell, but just lay crumpled
- on the cold stone floor, unconscious. The ghouls began
- unshackling Rillen, who of course resisted but was quickly
- paralyzed. The pack bore the large warrior's unmoving
- form out of the cell, and shortly, all was silent once
- again.
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- Arnold: Belphandior.
- Mongo: Damn, if not for these chains, I could help him.
- Alindyar: What have they done to him?
- Flint: Those look like puncture holes, see? There.
- And there. And there...
- Arnold: Aie.
- Mongo: Geez, there must be dozens.
-
- Though quite some time passed, no screams were heard
- from wherever the torture chamber was.
-
- Belphanior: (stirs) Aargh.
- Mongo: Hey. Hey! Are you okay?
- Belphanior: (rolls over and regards the others) Ugh...
- of course not. (breathes, and blood bubbles from his
- mouth and nose) Ow.
- Arnold: Whad did dhey do to you?
- Belphanior: Pain...the pain! Argh.
- Mongo: Was it bad?
- Belphanior: No, I liked it. (laughs painfully) Agh.
- Alindyar: This is no time to make jokes. (looks up)
- Alas, I fear that I may not survive such torture...
- Belphanior: agh...actually, I passed out...urgh.
- Mongo: I'm gonna break that fucker's neck when the
- ghouls open this chain...
- Belphanior: (slowly turns to face the dwarf) No...
- agh...forget it. No chance. Ooogh.
- Mongo: Quit moving around. Try to rest.
- Belphanior: (passes out again)
-
- About ten minutes later, Rillen was brought back. He
- seemed wide awake, though his wounds were at least as
- grievous as Belphanior's. The ghouls left without taking
- anyone else with them.
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- Mongo: Hey, maybe it's break time or something.
- Alindyar: Friend Rillen, how fare you?
- Rillen: (resting in his chains, leaning on the wall)
- I am not well. The vampire tried to make me scream,
- but I refused. (holds up both hands) Even when he
- broke all of my fingers.
- Flint: Cripes.
- Arnold: Dhis is not good.
- Rillen: I think he was mad - he spoke of "going out for
- a bite" as I was being taken back here.
- Mongo: Hmph.
- Alindyar: With any luck, he has given up for the night.
- roach: (wandering around in one of the small pools of
- blood near Belphanior)
- Belphanior: (rolls over and smashes the thing with one
- fist) Damned bugs...argh...(passes out again)
- Mongo: It's gonna be a long night.
- Alindyar: Or couple of nights.
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- next time : the rescue begins!
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- ftp site : ccosun.caltech.edu, in pub/adnd/fluff/adventurers
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- notes : Sorry if this is a bit graphic...I'm setting
- a mood of despair.
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