January 29, 2005
Chapter 17: The Battle of Light and Shadow
As the darkling horde threw themselves at the city walls, the party split up to try and assist. Thomasin and Ash went to help the Seekers, whose wagons were under attack. Brandon headed to get a good view off the battlements, and Leif struggled to regain his bearings after his ordeal with the separation. Outside, the Shadowman - sensing that Ishram's gambit had failed - was determined to recover the Wyrmfang at any costs.
After pulling Ekel's daughter from a burning wagon, Thomasin called magic into the vial of the Evermir that he held. Green fire surrounded him, and he found himself invisible to the darkling army. Slipping over the ruined walls, the young bard made his way towards the Shadowman... Meanwhile, the Purple Dragons were being outnumbered, but a retreat back into the city was cut off as orcs sabotagued the gate workings. Brandon, spying the problem, scaled the gears and mechanisms inside the gatehouse and managed to release the lock, allowing the gates to open ant the wounded men to fall back to safety. At the same time, Leif, responding to an inner call, began making his way to the top of the flametower in the Temple of Gond.
Reaching the Shadowman, Thomasin drew his heron-bladed sword and issued a challenge. As the army of humanoids surged about them, the bard and his grey-skinned nemesis did battle. Overwhelmed by the Shadowman's attack, Thomasin almost faultered, until at last, in desparation, he "called out" to the woodlands and the Evermir...Green fire licked his sword blade, and Thomasin brought down the killing blow on his enemy. As the Shadowman's great black axe fell from his grasp, the army below them surged in anger - finally free of the Shadowman's dark influence, they began raging against everything in sight - including the weakened city. Trevin rallied his troops for another assault, and they rode out to meet Death in battle. Eventually, the captain found Thomasin admist the chaos, and they stood in final defense of the city.
But then, from high above in the flame tower, Leif cast his vial of the Evermir into the flames, and summoned aid. The storm broke overhead, and onto the battlefield rode a host of ghostly warriors - elven Revered Ones, led by Avallone, Haleth, and Gwindor - the three elven spirits released from their mortal bondage by the party back on Watcher's Reach. The Revered Ones made short work of the humanoids, killing many and driving even more back into their underground lairs. The city was saved, and the Wyrmfang was sealed away. The Battle of Light and Shadow came to an end, and with it, so did the First Book of the Wyrmfang Chronicles.
Posted by Terrepin at January 29, 2005 05:19 PM
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