The Undead Attack:the Lake Mist Garrison Fights for Survival
Posted: Sun May 06, 2012 2:06 pm
Arrows and lightening bolts streak over Shur's head, as he hurries amongst those dead and dying from the plague. Shur's brow drips with sweat as he works in the infirmary amidst the raging battle. The Lake Mist garrison with the help of Alienor's retinue, and a small group of Sshamath's Elites, fight against a large army of the Alhoon's undead. The battle is fierce and it takes all of Shur's concentration to conduct his field research.
He goes from one dying Drow to the next asking questions and probing their symptoms. He barely has time to look up to see a Lake Mist garrison jaluk, a hundred meters in front of the makeshift infirmary, being impaled by a skeleton's pole arm. The Drow's screams turn into gurgles as the Skeleton removes the pole arm and shambles on looking for more fresh blood.
Shur quickly looks away and turns his attention to the motionless body of a Drow, who has already succumbed to the plague. He scrapes off pieces of the Drow's skin, finger nails, and even hair with delicate instruments, placing them in sealed leather bags. Suddenly, he feels a sharp pain on his back as he falls face first into the rancid mud. He whirls around wildly to see his attacker is the Drow he had only moments ago spoken with. However, the Drow's eyes seem lifeless, having just been resurrected as an Undead by the Alhoon's magic. With a groan, the corpse slowly makes its way toward the stricken Shur.
Sweating profusely, Shur wearily stands up and gripping the hilt of his scimitar nervously. Suddenly, a bolt of fire scorches the upper body of the Drow zombie incinerating everything but its legs. Looking up, Shur sees the large silhouette of a jalil warlock standing on top of a boulder. The jalil is adorned in intricate symbols and is covered from head to foot in leather armor. Her features are mostly hidden except for fiery eyes leering at him from behind her mask. Suddenly, she speaks to him in a haunting voice, "Wael. You're not even safe behind our battle lines?"
She sneers then, shaking her head, before vanishing into the thin air. Shur is only able to process what has happened for a brief second, before he remembers about his work, and starts to diligently research...
It is only after hours of fighting that the forces at the Lake Mist garrison are able to push back the horde of the Undead. By that point, Shur is only able to confirm Alienor's suspicions: the plague is a psychic attack by the Alhoon. After a quick debriefing by Alienor, and receiving some allotted funding from the Circle, Shur makes his way toward the Under Dark to conclude his research and learn the extent of the Alhoon lich's powers...
He goes from one dying Drow to the next asking questions and probing their symptoms. He barely has time to look up to see a Lake Mist garrison jaluk, a hundred meters in front of the makeshift infirmary, being impaled by a skeleton's pole arm. The Drow's screams turn into gurgles as the Skeleton removes the pole arm and shambles on looking for more fresh blood.
Shur quickly looks away and turns his attention to the motionless body of a Drow, who has already succumbed to the plague. He scrapes off pieces of the Drow's skin, finger nails, and even hair with delicate instruments, placing them in sealed leather bags. Suddenly, he feels a sharp pain on his back as he falls face first into the rancid mud. He whirls around wildly to see his attacker is the Drow he had only moments ago spoken with. However, the Drow's eyes seem lifeless, having just been resurrected as an Undead by the Alhoon's magic. With a groan, the corpse slowly makes its way toward the stricken Shur.
Sweating profusely, Shur wearily stands up and gripping the hilt of his scimitar nervously. Suddenly, a bolt of fire scorches the upper body of the Drow zombie incinerating everything but its legs. Looking up, Shur sees the large silhouette of a jalil warlock standing on top of a boulder. The jalil is adorned in intricate symbols and is covered from head to foot in leather armor. Her features are mostly hidden except for fiery eyes leering at him from behind her mask. Suddenly, she speaks to him in a haunting voice, "Wael. You're not even safe behind our battle lines?"
She sneers then, shaking her head, before vanishing into the thin air. Shur is only able to process what has happened for a brief second, before he remembers about his work, and starts to diligently research...
It is only after hours of fighting that the forces at the Lake Mist garrison are able to push back the horde of the Undead. By that point, Shur is only able to confirm Alienor's suspicions: the plague is a psychic attack by the Alhoon. After a quick debriefing by Alienor, and receiving some allotted funding from the Circle, Shur makes his way toward the Under Dark to conclude his research and learn the extent of the Alhoon lich's powers...