The party has now gone up to the second and before last floor of Klaton, Majest's evil brother. The group has fought giant skeletons, annimated suits of armor, worgs and a bugbear. They are now gathering themselfs and preparing to forge on.
Meanwhile in the third floor of the tower/keep� The man, bent over the bowl filled with water in wich the pary could be seen, was, as usual, talking to himself. " Damn!. Those fools have destroyed all my defenses. If only I had completed my golem then they would of got it!. Ohh well, I'll have to deal with these my self. What spells should I use invisibility?, yes, polymorph�
"That's a pretty good sword that bugbear had" Gunthor pointed out as he pulled it free from the bugbear's body. "Hey it's a two handed sword, I now how to use these things, maybe I should get it?" asked the dwarf regarding the party.
"I don't think so Gunthor, just like you said, into the party bag it goes." Mykael knew no one cared if Gunthor got the sword because only he could wield it properly other than Wilias but he already had a slightly magical blade he used. Mykael just wanted to get back on Gunthor for making him give back all that gold before. Grumbling, Gunthor put the sword in the bag making sure to cover it in clothes as for it not to cut the bag.
"Wow, look at all these books." Salvin had now entered the room in wich the wolfs and the bugbear had been. The room apeared to be a library. The room was fairly big and there was a small hall in the middle and to either side of this were two book cases filled with books most of wich who possosed strange titles. "Ahh, these are all books on or related to magic and it's use. I could use some of these." Salvin then noticed that the party bag was fairly filled. He nontheless wondered around the book cases. He couldn't help himself and started to take books off the shelves and hauling them in his arms.
"O.k. Salvin you can't take all these books theres to many of them," Wilias said reasoning with the knowledge hungry elf. Salvin then glanced at the numerouse thick volumes in his hands and then realized the holy warroir was right and he opted to keep one tome although it was bulky and thick he was able to stach it in one of his pouches. During all of this Mykael was busy roaming the room and in one of the left rows on the middle of the floor was a platinum coin wich was deftly pocketed.
Blane who was also interested in the books although not as much as Salvin although still nontheless. He walks up to his fellow elf and asked "what did you get there?"
"It is a guid to bone and doll golems, two of the rarest though not most powerfull types of golems in all of Faerun." Salvin responded and for once he had a smile on his face. Salvin is a man (elf)who is neither chaotic or lawful when deciding on an action. He is neither good nor evil while regarding choices he must. He is rather inbetween these and acts neutraly. Regarding good points and bad points to plans and so forth. Because ogf this he rarely smiled or frown and rather took things as they came turn thing to his advantage but never to other disadvantage unless he deserves it.
"I might borrow that tome some day to constructed some of my own golems, if you will lend it to me when the time comes, well understood," Blane was trying to sound awed about the book so as to make Salvin think he was jouelose (well he is a bit) to make the magic user beleive he greatly neede him and make his head swell with pride to further his cause. To some this action might have seemed to be one the slightly evil side but they were friends so it didn't really matter.
"Well, I might lend you it, when the time comes that you need it, of course." Salvin answered. Blane happy his miny scheme had worked decided to once again join ranks with the fighters.
Gunthor by now was getting really impatient and was about to blow his top. "Hey mages uh mage and preist stop with the magic yakin and let's get what we came for and get out of here it's getting late, we've been here almost seven hours. Let's get a move on it." The party then reformed thier rank, in the front concisted of Gunthor in the center and on either side was Wilias and Blane, the second row was Salvin and Trevrin and Mykael bringing up the rear, supposedly but he was to busy darting back and forth to do any good. They moved to the stairs possisioned on the wall to thier right. They took caution when they entered the next room. This room was definetly a labratory and it contained an awfull lot of stuff, Salvin was about to wonder off to see all this facinating stuff but a poke in the rear by Mykael useing one of his daggers was enough to steer him back in the right direction. All the caution used seemed to no avail as the room was devoid of life it seemed. From this room where two exits. Two doors, one was bigger and seemed sturdy'er than the other. They opted to open the crapy'er one first. This open to a room wich contained a cot ,a dresser and tree big cages wich had a few bones and pieces of meat scattered about them.
"This must have been the bugbears room, and thise must have been the cages for his pets," pointed out Trevrin.
Mykael was already going threw the dresser looking for and valubales. He found a pouch in the bottom drawer, filled with gold wich was reluctantly stationed in the party bag. In the middle drawer he uncovered a bunch of stinky clothes. The top drawer was laiden with small gems and such and some gold broches and jewelry.(also turned over to Gunthor)
The group then headed back to the lab and whent to the bigger, finner door. Mykael then began to liste if he could hear anything.
Meanwhile in the third floor of the tower/keep� The man, bent over the bowl filled with water in wich the pary could be seen, was, normaly, talking to himself. "So a little invisibility, see what they want. Trap them in my Container Of Force spell, say somethig intimidating and evil and Teleport Other them away to a stinking place where they belong so they can tell my brother the have failed. Excellent!"
"Oh well, I coudn't hear anything on the other side. I guess it's all clear. Unless the people on the other side are prepared to deal with us, I hope not." Mykael said lifting his head from the door.
"Enough with the talking I say, let's go bash some wizard butt in their!" Gunthor said shuving Mykael to the back of the party where he belongs and then realized something. "Hey I feel great, as if I just woke up in the mourning. Wow all my wounds are completly healed!. Blane did you do something to me, you know priest stuff."
"It wasn't my doing Gunthor. Hmm it must be that stone orbiting your head I guess."
"Oh well I guess Ill keep this little baby after all." Gunthor added and then bashed the door down with his hammer.
"Geez don't you know what a door handle is for." Chastised the little thief.
"Be quit you fool" commanded Blane irritated of hearing the high pitched voice all the time. The Travelers entered a big room that was exquisitly furnished and seemed to belong in a mansion. The dominant faeture was in the far end inthe middle section of the room was a throne and gold and silver into wich where inlaid many gems and saphires and pearls and all sorts of precios and semi-presios stones. "Now where are all the scolls. The one we came to reclaim must be with the others. Ahh over there." Blane said to the others. Although the room seemed empty, a man _was_ in the room with them. He was sitting on his throne watching and waiting. He now knew what this group was after and was onlu waiting for them to get closer together so he canclose his magical container wich could be cast beforehand and would only trap something in it when it is close at a later time.
The party then all saw the shelf on which many scrolls were placed and they began to walk toward it. On the top of the pile was the scroll bearing the strange rune Majest had showed them earlyer that day. Salvin whent to pick it up when all of a sudden a voice spoke.
"Container Of Force, contain!" hollered the voice rather synicly. Then a few things happened at once. All of the party members were now trapped in a big glowing, pulsing container wich resambled a chest that apeared as the voice spoke. Also as the voice finished it's phrase a man appeared on the thrown. He was a tall lanky yet strong man shrouded in the shodows of his rune covered cloak and he had a close resemblance to Majest the two both being Gray or Fairy elfs. Both having silver hair and amber eyes, yet they had a family resemblance. Majest Silverland as were all other Silverlands were known by thier birthmark a blue drop on the back of thier right hand. This man had this birthmark and all in the room reconized him for who he was.
"Klaton, why you evil scumbag let us out of this, this prison at once. Fight like a man and not a cowordly wizard!" proudly spoke Wilias as he was pounding away at the magical chest containing him. He realized he wasn't the only one to have come to this, Blane, Trevrin and most certainly Gunthor were all trying to beat thier way out of the wizard contraption.
Klaton was busy thinking, well now I know what they came for. It's that scroll a recently "aquired" from my brother. So it was Majest who sent these rats. Well I know where to send them, were they belong with the rest of the rats. Though I do hope they survive so they can tell my fool of a brother that they failed and I once again triumphed over him. "Well hello little adventurers, how are we feeling today, not to cramped I hope, hahahahah! Now enough of this did you really think you could defy me a wizard who's power exceeds that of my brother himself. Well for that insolence you shall be sent were you belong with the rats that you are." And with that the man begane a spell. All the while Mykael being behind the warroirs ,who by the way were still pounding away at the wall of force before them, he was pocketing something.
"Damn we can't� let him finish that� spell it could be a� fireball or something and� we could all die!� Keep it up we� might brake this thing down." Said Trevrin between blows.
Gunthor was know loosing hope "we can't get through this thing, I say we stop and die honorably. When they heard this all the warroirs and thew priest stoped thier bashing and held their heads high. Each warrior holding his favorite weapon(s) Gunthor had his hammer, Trevrin his twin kopesh swords, Wilias his long sword and Blane had his mace in one hand and his holy symbol held over jis head as he prayed for thier souls.
"What!, were gonna' die! Ahhhhhh�" Mykael started running around in the container screeching as he panicked. At that point Salvin fainted at the notion of dieing.
"What the hell are you talking, uhh oh yes you are going to die hahahaha" Klato had no intention of killing them with his spel only teleport them away but he saw they were afraid and decided to play on thier fears for good measure. Then Klaton finished his spell and there was a wooshing sound and a puff of smoke inside the magical container. When the smoke cleared the group had vanished. To were only Klaton knew.
Next: We'll find out were the group went to.
Notes: For a first adventure this was pretty good. For those of you who didn't realize it this party were no level 1 beginners. They were all level 3 to start off and in the first episode I mentioned something about and adventure the party had just finished for Majest. I did this to give me some leadway in the characters past, wich I will be getting into in the future though not for a while to keep all you readers interested.
