~ 32 ~ 27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres After an hour of rest, the group continued their assault on the Grey Garrison. Despite being prepared for more opposition, when they reached the stairs up to the second floor there was nothing ready to do battle.
~ 31 ~ 27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres The garrison had become eerily quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the various booms and cries from outside the garrison, the building's great stone walls blocking most of them out. This time, though, Shayliss found it comforting. After half an hour of fighting with little rest, she was ready to crash.
~ 30 ~ 27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres The tiefling was fast. Before Snaga and Mordria had made it halfway across the room, he had downed two of his vials and was preparing a third to throw. When he drank his potions, his body started to change. His body seemed to shrink in on itself, showing the lean muscle underneath and making him seem lighter. Then after the second potion, his body started to blur, as if he was rapidly moving back and forth within a span of an inch.
~ 28 ~ 27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison 1st Floor, Kenabres With a loud boom, the doors of the Grey Garrison closed. And the place was silent. Not even the sounds of war outside could be heard. Shayliss had expected the demons to be pouring in through the woodworks to try and get at them. But after waiting a full minute in tense anticipation, nothing happened. It made her nervous, like a mouse who knows it had just walked into the cat's den but could not find the cat.
~ 27 ~ 27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Grey Garrison Courtyard, Kenabres "I must say, Irabeth," Shayliss whispered, crouched in the mouth of an alleyway looking out onto the Grey Garrison, a squat grey stoned building that lived up to its name, "when the Crusaders need to, they can turn the heat up."
~ 26 ~ 27 Arodus, 4692 AR; Defender's Heart, Kenabres "There are many planes surrounding each other in orbit. We, humans, half-elfs, dwarves and more, live in the Material Plane where the energy and geography of all the other planes intersect and join together. These energies create the forces we know such as gravity, thermal energy, and most notably of all, magic. Using these energies, a skilled magi can create their own planes and dimensions. They are usually unstable and last for seconds. However, with the right spells they can be made permanent."
~ 25 ~ 25 Arodus, 4692 AR; Defender's Heart, Kenabres Moonlight streamed through the wooden shutters covering a window facing out into the destroyed districts. It lit the mostly dark room, laying against its single twin-sized bed, the bedside table with its piles upon piles of paper and worn brown carpet. The only other source of light in the room was a large candle on top of the desk surrounded by even more piles of paper. The paper has diagrams, arcane notes and nonsense scribbles covering them and most of them also have a broad X slashed through them.
~ 23 ~ 23 Arodus, 4692 AR; Defender's Heart, Kenabres Mordria's mind was racing. How had this happened? She had started from such a great position! The cards had all shown her the path to victory. Yet, here she was, sweating in nervousness. There was nothing to do but to wait. The finishing blow was coming soon. At least, if her opponent realized it was there. Mordria prayed to whatever god may be out there that she could pull out of this alive.