Disclaimer. I don't own Diablo II. Blizzard does. But, who owns the owners? Hmm?
A/N: since FFN doesn't like line breaks this means change of narrator: ~O~O~O~O~O~O~, telepathically spoken, in another language. Rating has gone up to T for mild cussing since bastard is apparently a cuss word. Thank you Emmelyn Cindy Mah for giving me the inspiration for Therese and Jerhyn!
Saturday, June 30, 2012 Therese, Amazon
The trip through the desert was long, boring and hot. Even though I had lived in Lut Gholein up until I was twelve, I had forgotten exactly how hot the Aranoch desert was. While the rest of my party stayed inside the wagon, I stayed on top of it always scanning the horizon for a) Lut Gholein and b) demons. Two weeks after we left the Khanduras, we sighted Lut Gholein but we didn't enter my birth-city until three days later. We were greeted by a Desert Paladin mercenary who shouted "Halt! Who goes there?" Warriv replied "It is I, Warriv the trader and my caravan." "Their names?" The mercenary questioned. I spoke up. "Therese, Amazon." One by one we introduced ourselves. "Therese, Lord Jerhyn will want to see you and your party. Ah, here he comes now." The mercenary said. My party bowed in respect to Jerhyn. He looked hard at me and upon recognizing me said "Nay milady Teresa, you need not bow to me. We are of equal standing, no?" He kissed my hand in formal respect. I wrenched it out of his hand. "We were of equal standing. I no longer call you brother. I left with Mandan and Aruba to escape to escape you, to escape being betrothed to a man I never loved and to escape court life. I may have been only twelve summers but I knew I had to leave." "Our father is dead and so is Lord de Seis, I believe." replied Jerhyn. "Is that supposed to make me feel better in any way? You only agreed to betroth me to him so you wouldn't have any opposition for the throne! Scosglen was far enough away that you wouldn't have to worry about if I would come back. You knew that I would be killed if I tried to escape!" I yelled angrily. "Teresa, people are going to start watching. Please calm down." Jerhyn said smoothly. "Let them watch and gossip, I DON'T CARE! I'm not a princess anymore! I am not afraid of people gossiping about me like you are and our father was and his father before him and his father before him!" I shouted. I didn't wait for his reply but instead, I ran fast as I could into Lut Gholein. Only one person I knew in this entire city could calm me down after a fight like that, and that was Fara. She was the healer and blacksmith in Lut Gholein as well as a former paladin of Zakarum. I barely heard Jerhyn ask Jacob "Is she always like this?" Jacob replied "Only if you tick her off. You're gonna have to go to Hell and back to get her to accept your apology...Figuratively speaking, that is." "Mm-m." my former brother said.
I ran straight to Fara's shop and found her teaching an apprentice how to attach an ax-blade to the handle. She sent him home and came to greet me at the door. "Therese, it's been so long! Like I said before you left, Lut Gholein's princess will come back, but not in a way we expect. What happened between you and your princely brother?" I explained the whole scene in as much detail as I could remember. To my surprise, Fara began laughing. "Something like this was bound to happen! I don't believe anyone has refused Jerhyn before. If I know you and your brother as well as I think I do, he's going to try to apologize and you're not going to accept." "No, I'm not." I answered. "Which means that he's going to be offended and is not going to allow you to fight. Then he will force you to assume your rank as princess." "If he does that then I'm going to do what I didn't have time to do when I left with Aruba and Mandan. I will cut myself off from the Royal family." "Self-imposed exile?" asked Fara. "No! I will fight with my allies and I will not wander from place to place trying to make a living off what people are kind enough to give me!" I replied. "And by the way, could you repair my javelins? Most are blunted or broken from defending the caravan." I asked. "I'll do you one better. How about a maiden spear? They're heavier and slower than javelins but they're a lot stronger and more powerful." She pulled out a spear that I had seen a million times or more. "This was Aruba's weapon when she first came to Lut Gholein. That was well over twenty-five years ago, back when she was still fighting demons and hadn't noticed Mandan yet." She said. I laughed, trying to imagine my adoptive mother without Mandan at her side. I hefted the sapphire-and-ruby gemmed spear. To my surprise, I was well over strong enough to use it. I asked Fara how much it cost and she said "I didn't buy it from Aruba. She told me to give it to you when you came back to Lut Gholein." "Thank you." I said as I walked out the door with it. I called my trunk and put it by Fara's shop. I went down to the fourth layer and started a simulation fight using the demons that were in the Aranoch Desert.
Was Therese angry? Yes. Was she so angry she bought a new weapon and started training with it? Yes. Was I surprised? No. Out of all the other guys in the party, Jerhyn picked me to take him to Therese. We found her in a simulation fight against the various demons in the desert. She evidently heard us coming because she ended the simulation and turned to face the door we had just came through. Jerhyn started to speak but I hissed "Wait till she puts her spear down! Unless you want to be stabbed, that is." Therese set her spear down and asked "What do you want, Prince Jerhyn?" "I came to apologize, Princess Teresa." "I do not accept your apology, Prince Jerhyn." The way the two of them were using formalities made the room feel as stiff as a starched collar. "If you do not accept my apology, Princess Teresa, then as your superior in hierarchy I forbid you from fighting with your allies." snapped Jerhyn. "You will be the Princess of Lut Gholein." "If so then I claim the throne as I am two years your senior. However, as I said outside the city, I am not a princess anymore. I accept the position for a minute, to say this: I am formally cutting myself off from the Royal family. I am not allowed to be betrothed, I have no say in the city council's politics, and I am no longer your sister. We may share the same father, but I am not your sister any more, Jerhyn. And you are no longer my brother. It is I who is sorry. Leave my presence." Therese said calmly but her voice was beginning to crack. She turned away from him. Jerhyn harrumphed and left her trunk.
As soon as he left, Therese began to cry softly. I comforted her best as I could when all of a sudden, she screamed. Loudly. It wasn't a scream of pain but of anger and annoyance. The kind of scream that signifies that someone deserves to die but no one is going to. She resumed crying on my shoulder and she mumbled "You shouldn't have had to see that." "It's okay. Shh, shh, shh." I pulled her off me so I could see her reaction to what I was going to say. "You were betrothed to Titus de Seis?" "Yes. Why?" she sniffled. "That's my cousin. My dead uncle's oldest son. Titus was corrupted by Diablo, became an Oblivion Knight. If he were still human, he'd be about forty. He was very brutal. He loved torturing things, dissecting them while they were still alive with no anesthetic. It's fairly obvious why you didn't want to marry him." "We met just once, at some ball or another when I was eleven. He spent the entire evening dancing with me, flirting with me, talking to me and trying to get me to return his affections. I hated it." Therese grimaced at the memory and continued "Jerhyn saw this and took advantage of it. We were betrothed the next day. The marriage was supposed to be when I was sixteen. At midnight on my twelfth birthday, Aruba, Mandan and I had Drognan set up a portal to Earth. I can safely assume that everything was in an uproar the next day." "Well yeah, the princess, everyone's favorite amazon at the time and the most popular merchant disappear all on the same night. Someone was bound to notice." I said sarcastically. Therese smiled. "Everyone in the city was questioned. Drognan lied to protect us. Even if Jerhyn knew that, he values Drognan too much to give him more than a reprimand." "You hope he values me that much." A new voice said. From the shadows came a man wearing priestly robes, but even I could tell he was no priest. He was a Vizjeirei mage. "Andrew, this is Drognan." Therese said, dragging me forward to meet him. "Come here, Therese." They momentarily embraced and I felt jealousy wash over me. I wasn't about to let on how I felt so I kept my sound output at an inaudible growl. "Have you got the symbol yet?" Drognan asked. "What symbol?" I ask. "The symbol that marks me as an amazon." she said as she pulled off the armor on her left arm. "I used my arm-guard or bracers to cover it, so that's why you never saw it." She said, before I could even ask.
Therese yanked off the last piece of armor and blue pi symbol with a trident over it and two waves crossing the trident appeared on her forearm. "When you refused Jerhyn, you should have shown him this to let him know you were serious. He's laughing at you in the palace, milady. He's saying 'She's foolish to cut herself off but when I told the family, they're all on her side.' Your relatives are living at the palace now, milady. I suggest you and your escort go to see the prince during lunch when you've got the most amount of other people to see and accept the symbol." "Thank you Drognan." said Therese as he teleported away. "Your escort?" I ask. "You." She replies while pulling off the rest of her armor and pulling on a full-length traveling habit. She throws one at me. "Screw you, I ain't wearin' that." "Morph then." she sensibly replies. I smile at her and oblige. As a werewolf, I can tell where everyone's been in a room just from sniffing the floor. I find Jerhyn's scent and follow it. Therese pulls the hood up and follows me. I open a connection between us two. "Even Jerhyn's scent is angry." I comment. "Huh? Elaborate on that thought." She replies. "A person's scent gives clues to their mood. Jerhyn's is anger. Yours is calm but also scared." I said. "And yours?" Therese asked. I gave her a wolfish grin and replied "Rabid." "Smartaleck." "I know I am." With that we arrived at the Palace. The mercenary guard, Kaelan stops us on the steps. Therese says "I am a weary traveler with news for Lord Jerhyn that I must deliver in person. The wolf is my companion and doesn't bite...much." I growl for effect. Therese lays a soft hand on my shoulder. Kaelan shows us inside where servants take us to the dining hall.
Jerhyn stops eating momentarily to ask "What news do you have traveler?" We walked to the center of the circular room and, after she removed her hood, she held her arm up for everyone to see. The people gasped. In a thundering voice she cried "At one time you all knew me as Princess Teresa. I disappeared when I was twelve. I am no longer Teresa nor am I a princess. I am Therese and I am an Amazon!" With that she clapped her hands above her head. Her cloak disappeared and her armor and spear appeared on her body and in her hand. Her bow was slung on her back with a quiver of arrows. She looked beautiful in a frightening Amazonian way. "Are there any who object to my cutting myself off from the family? I recognize my mother." "My daughter, all I have to say is be careful. You were always better at slaying demons than at diplomacy." Therese nodded in acknowledgment. "I recognize my brother, Jerhyn." "I object you cutting yourself off and becoming an Amazon." He snapped. "Objections noted. I recognize my uncle Rondor." "I do not object to you cutting yourself off, I object to you coming here with Aruba's weapon and Mandan's amulet." "I wear them because I respect Aruba and Mandan. They were more of a family to me than any of you were. They weren't cold and aloof to my troubles." She looked at her uncles, aunts and cousins. "They weren't away all the time, come home for a week and then head back out." Her mother got glared at. "They weren't always drunk and beating my mother and me." She glares at her father's portrait. She looked directly at Jerhyn as she said this next bit. "They didn't betroth me to a man I barely knew AND HATED!" she shrieked. I growled again. "That is why I am cutting myself off. So I don't have to deal with this crap." she snapped. We turned and walked out of the palace leaving everyone inside stunned.
We walked to The Troubadour, a popular bar run by a woman named Atma. We made our way to the door when someone inside shouted "No dogs allowed in here." "Let me handle this." I said. "Don't do anything rash." Therese replied. I morphed back to a human and asked "How about a tame werewolf?" "Long as you don't morph in here, you should be fine." yelled a barmaid over the noise. Carelessly adjusting my bearskin cloak that I didn't really need, I offered my arm to Therese and together we made our way to a corner table. A drunk man caught her by the arm and yanked her away from me. "Ditch the werewolf and come play with me, darling." he said, putting his face up to hers. What happened next made the whole bar get quiet. "When Hell freezes over, perhaps. But not today." Therese slapped the man and held a knife to his throat. Everyone in the building that carried a knife checked where they stashed it, including me. We all knew she hadn't been carrying a knife before she walked in the door. I didn't find mine. Then reality hit me. She knew that something like this would happen, so as we were walking, she pick-pocketed my knife. "Don't touch the Amazon. Both me and my boyfriend can kill you at least twenty-five different ways. And that's not even being creative." Therese snapped. "Carry on." "Can I have my knife back?" I asked once we sat down. She laid it on the table. "I don't recall you asking me to be your boyfriend." I stated. "If Geglash knows you've got somebody, scenes like that are less likely to occur." Therese said. "Besides, he hasn't seen me in over a decade and I was going to ask you anyway." "At least you didn't say fiance." I mutter as the barmaid brings the water that we had ordered. Therese smirked. "I would have paid a king's ransom to see the look on your face if I had said it." "I know you would have. How much is a king's ransom?" "Depends on how desperate for gold the ransomers are, the political status of the king, the wealth of the king and how angry the people are at the king." answered Therese. "Oh." We sat in silence for a moment. I held her hand in mine and asked "Therese, will you be my girlfriend?" She replied softly "Yes." "You ditch De Seis and wind up with his cousin twelve years later." I said jokingly. "What's wrong with that?" She asked as she leaned against me. "Nothing, but Jerhyn's gonna be angry." "I don't care." she replied while getting the sand out of her hair. I called up a small wind and a second later all the sand, grease and assorted desert bugs in her hair were in a small pile on the table. "Showoff." She said. "I know I am. What's your point?" "That we need to find everyone else and figure out what's wrong with Atma. She's never like this except when someone close died." I swept the sand off the table and stood up. Therese stood also. Both of us noticed the man at the table with Geglash was Jerhyn and that he'd seen and heard everything. Predictably, he had an angered expression on his face. Therese smiled sweetly, a smile that said "Nah, nah, nah, nanah, nah, you can't do anything about it!" I made sure Jerhyn was watching as we exited the tavern. Once outside I morphed to a werewolf. Jerhyn gasped and revenge was the first expression on his face. Fear was the second expression, then a bittersweet realization as he figured out how to blackmail Therese using me. We found our allies at the Desert Rain Inn talking to the owner Elzix about the demons in the desert. Therese skillfully turned the conversation to the types of undead in the area. The conversation went something like this:
Elzix "The sand maggots are easily killed once their armor is chinked."
Therese "What about undead? I know there's some in the area."
Elzix "Um, there's zombies, and skeletons and mummies like Radament. That's all I can think of off the top of my head."
Elzix "Horadric mummy that occasionally walks the streets at night looking for human flesh. Atma has a personal score with the creature. The story isn't mine to tell though. Go to Atma if you want the story."
Amanda "Will do."
We walked back to The Troubadour and asked for Atma. A raven-haired woman dressed in purple and gold came out of the back room. "Hello Therese. What did you do to your brother? That's the first time he's been in my pub and drank that much in several months." "I cut myself off from the family. I wouldn't marry Titus de Seis. The werewolf is his cousin Andrew." Therese winked at Atma who said "No wonder Jerhyn was ticked off. Left-hand?" Therese looked mildly offended "We just got together not twenty minutes ago at the Lover's Table. There won't be any left-hand for another few years and that's if we even stay together." Once again Therese spoke in riddles and I was the only one who didn't have the faintest clue what they were talking about. Too late, it hit me. Left hand. Marriage. I gave a silent groan at my stupidity. Therese then said "I don't think I'll marry for a few years anyway. I want to see the Amazon Islands and meet my queen. Maybe stay there for a while. Anyway, what's this I hear about you having a personal score with the mummy that roams the streets at night?" Atma sighs "In the sewers below our city, there lurks a horrid creature that hungers for human flesh. Radament has killed many, including my son Kiev and my husband Aldan. If you destroy it, I will reward you. Please be careful though, that beast has taken enough from us already. The sewer entrance is through the trapdoor just up the street."
Atma gave us a quest to kill a powerful mummy thing. Only one problem. I hate mummies. Skeletons are fine as are unmoving dead bodies, but I can't deal with mummies. My younger brother and sister were killed by one last year. I was on Earth learning crappy magic. I can do more with my natural barbarian abilities than I can with that crap I learned on Earth.
We walked toward the trapdoor. It stank like, well, sewage. Serenity grabbed my hand to steady herself because of the acrid stench. "Did you expect it to smell like flowers? Come on!" Zach ordered. He activated the Sanctuary aura, two golden plus signs, one really bright and one really dim. They wavered back and forth like a metronome. Serenity and Bryon created their golems, ice and fire respectively. I cast Shout, Battle Command and Battle Orders. Amanda casts Fade, Shadow Master and Cloak of Shadows. Andrew summons his spirit pets, wolves and ravens, then morphs to a werewolf. Therese calls for a Valkyrie while Bryon summons Bone Armor and readies the skeleton spell. Serenity cast Enchant on all of us as well as Shiver Armor and Energy Shield for herself. "Are we ready now? I don't want to be in the sewers any longer than I have to be." My girlfriend asked. "I think so." I replied. We walked down the stairs to the sewers. Ankle deep rain water and things I prefer not to think about were making everything really slippery. Serenity was slipping so often, she ended up using Telekinesis to stay afloat in midair. "Nice idea, Tonks." I teased. She waited until I passed her and then poked me in between my shoulder blades with her staff. "Ow!" I said rubbing the spot. "Shut up!" Therese said, listening for tell-tale splash of someone approaching our party.
Jerhyn came from behind us with a sword and some sort of magic chain that looked like silver. "As I said before milady, you will not fight with your allies. I meant it." said Jerhyn. Andrew growled, showing all his teeth and moved defensively in front of Therese. Jerhyn laughed and threw the chain which grew into a silver net ensnaring Andrew forcing him to howl like a maniac. Therese had a horrified look on her face. She dashed forward with her spear to try and break the chain. It didn't work. "If you stop fighting and come back with me to the palace, I'll let Andrew go." said Jerhyn. "You BASTARD!" Therese called him many other things that I don't remember, with blackmailer being among the ones I do remember. With that she abandoned the physical attempt to set Andrew free. "Athulua, please help me." Therese mumbled. She was enveloped in a golden light and levitated a few feet from the ground. She set herself back on the ground but kept the aura. Therese walked toward Jerhyn and slapped him harder that I have ever seen her hit anyone. Or thing, for that matter. Jerhyn's concentration on the chain wavered a bit, so I dashed forward and cut the chain like it was butter. Andrew morphed back to a human and ran back to join us. He had thin cuts on his face & body. Before the aura died, Therese teleported Jerhyn back to the palace with no recollection of the incident nor the inclination to ever follow us again. She fairly flew at Andrew, hugging him and saying "Thank Athulua you're alright. Take this. It will help the pain." She handed him a red healing potion. Andrew drank it and swore. "My grandmother's rabbit stew. Nasty and usually had bugs in it. Yuck." "If it's nasty enough to swear at, I don't want to try it." said Rogue. "I don't blame you. I had to eat it as a kid, but I won't come within ten miles of it now." replied Andrew. "What'd I miss? I found the way down." asked Amanda, coming back into the room. No one had noticed her slip away. "Therese slapped Jerhyn who had injured Andrew by throwing a silver net over him." said Bryon. "Ah. Not much then." stated Amanda.
The staircase down was only three confusing hallways away from the entrance. If I'd been in there alone, I would have gotten lost right from the start and said so as we walked down the staircase. "We would have found you. Andrew is an excellent tracker." Therese absentmindedly responded. She was trying to find the waypoint when she ran straight into a band of Returned Mages. They started shooting fireballs at her. She Dodged every fireball and drew her spear at the same time. Less than ten seconds later, all six opposing skeletal mages were dead and transformed into Bryon's skeletal mages. The waypoint was at least a mile away from the staircase going down. Therese and Serenity keep telling me that in reality it was maybe five hundred yards and that the fighting killed my sense of distance. "Therese, who the heck is Athulua?" I asked. "The queen of all Amazonian deities." she replied. "Oh." I continued walking. There were walking corpses that we dispatched of easily. We had just cleared a room of Skeleton archers, minor mummies, and Horror Mages when they started to revive and walk towards us again. Therese cursed under her breath and drew her spear. She charged it with Lightning Fury and threw it against the wall. It rebounded to hit most of the skeletons. I used Whirlwind to clear the rest of the room and the Unraveler this time. We found the staircase down to the third level. Upon walking down, we were immediately assaulted by Horror Mages and skeleton archers. Bryon created as many minions as possible, which helped cut down on the demons that the Unravelers could revive. After Bryon made his minions, Andrew would use his Carrion Vine to make the corpses unrevivable while Therese and Serenity used cold attacks to freeze the demons. Then the people that used melee weapons would come in and shatter the demons to bits of ice that quickly melted. We used this strategy until we got in the room with Radament.
Radament's lair was filled with undead. I used Holy Bolt to destroy as many as I could, but Radament kept using Unholy Blot to revive the corpses and skeletons and such. I fought my way to him to try and kill him. "Amanda, Bryon, cover me with Corpse Explosion and Death Sentry." I said. "No can do. Tiny bit busy." replied Amanda, fighting back-to-back with Bryon and Jacob. Bryon was cursing the enemies with Amplify damage, while Amanda and Jacob hacked away at the Dried Corpses. Therese and Serenity were well back from the main fight, using cold attacks over the assassin, necromancer, barbarian trio. Andrew was fighting his way toward Radament as well, so I shot a few Holy Bolts toward him, to help a bit. He morphed to a werewolf, to attack faster. I finally managed to make it to Radament. I slashed at him and he slapped me across the face with his serrated claw thing that served as his right hand. I parried his next blow, but the one after that sliced off my head. I could feel my soul rising up through the sewers, through the trap door and up into the sky. When I stopped...flying is probably the best word here. Anyway, when I stopped flying, I was in surroundings that seemed almost French. A tree with the leaves creating a sphere at the top of the tree, a stone bench and a vine covered archway all on what seemed to be a cloud. It was through this archway that the Archangel Gabriel appeared. He wasted no time in getting to the point. "Zachary, thou art allowed to be resurrected. Thou will revive in Lut Gholein. To get thy armour back thee simply must touch thy corpse." "Are my allies the ones to fulfill the prophecy?" I asked. "Aye. Thou hast a quick mind. Thou shalt succeed in thy quest to rid Sanctuary of the Prime Evils." "Thank you." I said as I floated away.
When Zach died, I knew we were in big trouble. We had lost the Sanctuary aura as well as Prayer. I cast my least favorite spell, Mind Blast, to stun all the enemies in the room. I quickly cast Cloak of Shadows and laid down some modified Lightning Sentry traps, turning them to cold. The traps froze the Dried Corpses. Jacob and I attacked with standard attacks and Therese helped a bit by using Lightning Fury to shatter the demons. This made Radament more angry than he already was. I laid down some more Cold Sentry traps around Radament. They made him slow down a little bit, but not much. I charged my two katars with Blades of Ice and ran toward Radament. He swung his claw-hand toward me and I blocked it. I raked my weapons across his chest temporarily leaving myself exposed. Radament plunged his claw though my heart. I felt as if I was falling down. I found myself at the end of a very long line. The line moved quickly but hardly any one was talking. I recognized absolutely no one. The people in front of me stayed well away from me. I assumed they were mages that had strayed to corruption. Finally I made it to the front of the line. There were three tunnels marked Heaven, Resurrection and Hell. The ghoul in the booth asked me my name and occupation at the time of death. "Amanda Viz-Jaq'taar, Assassin." He checked a list and said "Your birth name, not the name you adopted." I cringed. "Amanda Devilsfriend, Assassin." "Resurrection." The ghoul responded. I was puzzled but went through the Resurrection tunnel.
I was staying behind the general mess of chaos and using the coldest attacks I could to shatter the undead to cut down on what Radament could revive. You could sometimes tell that he was going to resurrect something but most times you couldn't, which is how I died for the first time. Radament resurrected a mummy behind me and it cleaved my body in two from my left shoulder to my right hip. Just before I died, I managed to throw a town portal. Once my soul had finished teleporting, I found myself in front of both Rathman and Zann Esu elders. I recognized my former master Listarra and Raviena, the one female Rathman elder. Turns out, they were the speakers for the respective clans. Other than that, I didn't see anyone I knew. Listarra spoke first "Serenity, we banished you for creating a Lightning golem, correct?" I nodded. "I was banished because the table of Elders thought that it was too haphazard, binding Rathman magic with Zann Esu, even though both sides willingly gave me sacred knowledge in which was the information to create such a golem." "Such is true, I gave her the spell to create the golem and the sorceresses took her in to teach her the lightning and ice magics." replied Raviena. "I combined them and had no problems controlling it, as my father was a Necromancer, if both parties recall."I stated. "Ayuh! That is not what we are here to discuss!" roared the Head of the Necromancers. "Father." warned Raviena, her voice low. "After debating for close to a fortnight, we decided to allow you to be resurrected. However once this quest is over," I interrupted Listarra "I will travel to the Barbarian homelands with Jacob and never be seen by Zann Esu and quite possibly Rathman eyes again." "Ayuh! That clears up the matter. However, I want to see this fabled Lightning Golem." said Raviena's father. I concentrated for a moment and created the golem. The various sorceresses present swore and hastily backed away. The Priests of Rathma, in obvious contrast, moved closer. The golem looked at me and grunted, as if it was asking me if it should attack. "No Sparx. They are...friends of mine.""It is very interesting, but you have a quest to finish, don't you?" asked Raviena. "Yeah. Come Sparx." I ordered.
We'd already lost our sorceress, our paladin, and our assassin. Our sorceress had thoughtfully threw a town portal just before she died so we had a way of escaping. I cast Invisibility and ran toward the Unraveler guarding the portal. I killed it with a quick thrust of my knife and stepped back to avoid the poison that it released when it died, thus clearing the town portal. "Retreat!" shouted Therese. We ran toward the portal. We found our dead party members resurrected and sitting outside the portal. "Rogue, can you cast Illusion, or Notice-me-not, or something like that so that those three can get their armor and stuff back? After that, we need you and Amanda to cast Notice-me-not and Cloak of Shadows on Radament. All the Sisters that are still here, cast Inner sight. Those of you who have died or have dead mercenaries, here's five grand. That should pay to have the mercenaries resurrected. Everyone else pick your most powerful weapon and use it!" ordered Therese. Everyone quickly scattered to get stuff done. Fifteen minutes later, everyone was ready with everything cast and ready to go back into the portal.
Immediately after we entered the portal, I cast Invisibility on everyone. Radament didn't see us as we slipped around behind him, quiet as wraiths. Zach began sawing at Radament's claw to disable him of his weapon. Radament noticed and started swinging his claw to attempt to rid himself of Zach's sword. Amanda cast Blade Fury, aiming at Radament's claw. It almost completely broke off with only a single strand of cloth holding it on. Amanda quickly rushed in and severed the remaining strand to deprive Radament of his weapon. "Fire attacks, NOW!" ordered Therese. Everyone that had a fire attack used it for about ten seconds. Then we switched to cold attacks. Radament froze and exploded in a shower of poison and ice chunks. He dropped eight Books of Skill, an ax, knives, a scythe and a pair of leather boots. Serenity was rummaging in the various chests when she found an ancient Horadric scroll. We opened it and none of us could make head nor tail of it. We all agreed to bring it to Deckard Cain and see what he had to say about it. Since Serenity's portal had disappeared, we set up another one and went though. Therese was carrying the mysterious scroll and Jacob was holding Radament's claw as proof that we'd killed him. Atma was waiting a few feet away from the portal. The sky was dark. Evidently we'd been fighting Radament and his minions almost all day and well into the night. Atma took the claw that Jacob had presented her and said "The taste of vengeance is bittersweet but I find it to my liking. As a token of our gratitude, I have spoken with all the merchants, and they have agreed to sell you their wares at a lower price." "Thank you, Lady Atma. We shall make good use of your reward." replied Therese. We were tired form the adrenaline rush and the fighting. All of us went to our trunks and fell asleep.
Okay, I know I said a month ½ to 2 months, but I actually didn't write this in five days. I've been working on the last two chap. while I was working on the first chap. actually. Next Chapter is entitled; How To Capture a Prime Evil You Know Nothing About.