Re: Chult: To the Fire Peaks
Ynvaar favoured Rand with a sceptical look, for like Hemmel, he too was in a 'smashy' frame of mind. Never the less, Chult had been ceded to Ubtao by Tempos and the other dieties many millenia ago and that was good enough for Ynvaar and though he didn't really understand why, he was wise enough to leave well enough alone and merely nodded as his friend spoke... and hoofed the altar once or twice with a giant armoured leg for good measure.
"This icon, though dedicated to the foul countenance of Sseth, is enchanted and may yet be retooled and rededicated to some higher purpose perhaps. I will carry it for us for now and examine it more thouroughly later. If it is truly irredeemable and evil in nature I shall destroy it myself.
That harness is also enchanted though I cannot tell what function it may hold. Perhaps warding or protection?"
With the altar smashed, Ynvaar nodded again in satisfaction and slipped the black shafted arrow from his belt and drove it deep into the lifeless abominations skull. "I believe this is yours."
Without turning back to look at his friends the great cleric glanced down at the lifeless corpse before him with an appraising eye, like a butcher selecting the choicest cut of meat. "Aye friends, back to the town awhile eh? I for one could really go for a cold foamy one just about now."
[Private to Grom Ironaxe: The statue was not melted down bud, only the altar was destroyed.]
This message was last edited by the player at 19:34, Thu 28 Sept 2006.