trans_9 | Monsters and Mazes

The reflection changed again to...well basically what Mar already looked like and the world changed again this time to a beautiful forest cathedral with what appeared be elven priestesses clad in ceremonial clothing.

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In your wanderings through the forest you've stumbled across some sort of ritual.

As the text fades an eerie silence settles in the area and the priestesses bow their heads.

Azerothian rituals tended to come in three sorts: blatantly evil, helpful, and subtly evil, but not so much that you would know to interfere until the ritual was complete.

So he moved up closer to the ritual without interrupting, waiting to see what came of it. (Also, hey, priestesses!)

Smart boy, the priestesses bring their hands together and begin to whisper something in a language that sounds somewhat like Elvish...and yet not words that sound familiar.

The leaves in the trees begin to shake and crash like the ocean at night and darkness spreads through the area leaving only an unnatural green glow from from the cathedral before them.

The ground begins to shake...and a shriek from inside the building pierces all the noise.

Sounds like someone's in need of an intrepid adventurer!

He drew out his sword and charged towards the cathedral doors, bellowing, "For the glory of Quel'thalas!"

He hasn't figured out this is a game yet. This is pretty much his daily life.

As he rushed for the door the chanting Woman immediately decided he was now important enough to pay attention to. Two of them broke off from the ritual and began flinging bolts of energy after him. The rumbling became more intense as a side effect. Probably not a good thing but hey, not his fault they decided to switch priorities.

What's that? Spellcasters at range? The only appropriate thing to do there is hurl your shield at them.

...it's SUPPOSED to strike them, silence them, damage them, and return to his hand immediately. Instead, it just boned a priestess, then flopped to the ground.

"...Why? Why would you give me sword-and-shield equipment if I'm apparently trained for retribution?" he complained to the sky, as he hurried into the cathedral.

Beastboy thought to himself What the heck is he talking about? Anyway that shield trick would have been pretty cool...maybe after he levels up.

Inside the cathedral there were rows of wooden benches for sitting, and at the front of the cathedral a beautiful woman with green flowing hair, pointed features and clad in what could best be described as a bedsheet was hung up on the wall, while a dark looking warlock waved his hands about a swirling vortex.

And from that vortex little twig monsters were springing out. Fifty, sixty, ninety so far and all clawing their way up the wall to the girl, they looked mean.

Those weren't fearsome monsters! Those weren't fearsome at all!

There was only one thing to do: pull them all.

"The Sin'dorei will prevail!" he bellowed, leaping into the midst of the creatures as he called upon his powers as a paladin. He... meant to consecrate the ground with holy energy that would scourge the creatures from the world and draw them to attack him instead of the girl, but considering he had no idea what the M&M paladin powers actually were...

Eh...we'll allow it.

The monsters did in fact swarm towards him furiously, springing at him with their needle claws and lashing, scratching, biting furiously.

"Eeeeeeeeeeee!!!!"

Well, this is exactly his style! He tore into the monsters without regard for his personal safety, hewing at them furiously to strike them down. Out of the corner of his eye he kept watch on the evil summoner, just in case he decided to join in the fun.

They scattered like leaves in the wind but with every strike even more of them came. It was like fighting the water in the ocean.

The Warlock stood his ground but the rumbling was getting worse. One massive claw, the size of a carriage came through the portal and smashed into the ground sending tiles flying.

This really seemed like a situation that called for some AOE. Where's a mage when you needed one?

Oh well. Train to zone! Still in the midst pitched combat, Mar began stalking towards the warlock, hauling the entire pull of twig monsters with him. "This ends here, villain!"

The stick monsters were persistent if nothing else. They began latching onto his legs and arms trying to drag him down as he fought his way closer and closer to the warlock.

"Stay back you fool, you'll damn us all!!!" He insisted continuing to draw out the massive beast from the portal.

"I've heard that one before!" Mar said. "And yet somehow it always works out in MY favor!"

Thinking quickly, he aimed carefully, then punted a twig monster at the warlock.

The twig monster connected and broke the warlock's concentraition. enraged he hurled a massive fireball, setting alight all the little monsters he'd conjured before.

Meanwhile the shaking increased greatly, and windows began to break in the chapel.

Bursting out of the fireball in a wash of heroic resolve, smoke trailing from his armor and sword upraised, the heroic paladin did the only thing he could think of to save the day -- he aimed a swift kick for the warlock's backside. If the giant claw wants a victim, he'd be happy to arrange!

The Warlock screamed as he was launched at the monster with surprising accuracy. The claw clenched around him and drug him screaming through the portal.

But the portal remained open and the rumbling hadn't stopped. Dust and rubble began to fall from the roof as green light flooded the room.

Well, if the portal stubbornly refuses to close, and there are no obvious interactables, the duty of a hero is clear: SAVE THE GIRL!

He reversed course to charge for the girl, sword out to hew at her bonds and conveniently-free arm ready to catch her when she fell.

The girl had been so stunned by the sudden explosion of heroics she almost forgot to scream again till he came to cut her down, "W-we have to hurry! It's coming!" She clung to him desperately as soon as her arms were free. A chunk of mortar fell just inches from his head to crumble into the ground.

That's what she said.

He hewed her legs free of bonds, hurled the girl over his shoulder, and sprinted for the exit.

"LOOK OUT!"

But her warning came too late as tendrils of green slime shot from the portal chasing after them attempting to wrap them up like a gift.

Okay, time for a secret blood elf tactic!

With just a second of concentration, Mar drew all the mana in a short distance around him into his body like a rushing wave. He was trying to drain the tentacles just a little bit, maybe enough to slow them down.

The tentacles shuddered from the power and slowed enough for him to put some distance between himself at them. By the time they started moving again he and the maid were almost to the door.

A Loud shattering sound and the roof finally could take no more as it and the walls fell inward. It was gonna be a tight race!!

He switched the damsel-in-distress's position, hauling her in closer to his chest so his shoulders and head would shield her from debris, then RAN FOR IT!

Man, he wished he had his shield at the moment!

The world seemed a blur for those last few seconds...

And then, silence.

The trees, the animals, the rumbling all stopped.

All that could be heard was the damsel panting in fear and whimpering as she clutched at the hero desperately. The church was destroyed.

But the priestesses from before were back and not looking the least bit happy as they glared at the duo.

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