Approaching the portal, armed with the gifts of our departed dwarven friend, we were merely hopeful it would work. Aeric in all his infinite wisdom began prodding around the room with his new "toy", a huge great sword called "Frostbrand."
Frostbrand proved it usefulness quickly.
Upon stoking the magical coals beneath the portal gate, Aeric stirred up something rather unexpected (even though we had been forewarned by the Dwarfs spirit), a huge fire elemental.
Lashing forth with Frostbrand dealt massive damage to this creature of brimstone, and deft attacks from Veridean's newly acquired magical short sword helped cripple this formidable foe. Healing from myself kept everyone alive until the battle was nearly over, but the fire beast felled Veridean, and then even the mighty Aeric fell to his flaming fists.
Knowing there was little choice but to finish this beast off before my companions were turned into ash, I hefted Frostbrand from the hand of the fallen warrior and threw all my remaining strength into one mighty swing...
The cloud of steam from the blow was enormous and as the animated fire was quenched under the sizzling cold of Frostbrand. The foe vanquished I used the little remaining healing powers Jerick granted me for the day, and stumbled back to the "safe room." Knowing there was little danger to anyone now, I fell into the deepest sleep I have ever known. |
