"The Plot" - Chapter 8: Respect Your Elders

The lizardman stood in the center of the royal treasure vault. He uttered a string of arcane words under his breath and the location and properties of all magical items nearby were revealed to him. With another spell he telekinetically moved aside piles of gold and valuables. From within the heaps of treasure, he levitated two gems: one a dusty rose prism, and the other a pale blue rhomboid. The lizardfolk grasped the gems in his hands and lifted them into the air before letting go, causing them to begin orbiting his head.

He released his concentration on the illusion, revealing his true skeletal form. Valerach the Deathless watched in satisfaction as the two gems were sucked inwards and fit themselves into two of the empty slots in his crown.

“What is going on in there?” a guard shouted from outside the vault, having heard the sound of gold sifting around.

“I am just warding the vault, as the king requested,” the lich lied.

“I’m coming in there!” declared the suspicious guard. Upon trying to open the vault door, the guard unintentionally placed his hand on a nearly invisible rune. The rune glowed brightly for a moment before blowing the guard and the door to smithereens.

Valerach laughed manically, chanted a series of magical words, and disappeared in a flash of light.

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Stabby and Raven strolled into a large room with six statues of ancient gladiators lining the walls and a statue of a chimera in the room’s center, all of them life sized. Standing at the other side of the room were Prince Argos the 6th and Queen Argossa the 4th, discussing the commotion they had been hearing outside. Wasting no time, Raven unfurled his wings and flew toward the prince.

“Enemies in the castle!” Argos yelled as he grabbed an ornate shield from his back and an exquisite sword hilt from his side.

“How dare you barge into the royal palace uninvited! I will make you pay for this!” The queen furiously spat at the intruders.

“How dare we, indeed! But ‘tis the scene outside that shall really make you seethe!” Stabby the jester wittily remarked.

Raven barrel rolled to the side as a blade of sunlight projected from the sword hilt that Argos was holding. The owlin delivered a powerful kick to the prince’s shield and a karate chop to his shoulder, but the blows were of no use against the enchanted bronze armor and shield. Prince Argos retaliated with a flurry of quick cuts using his Sunblade, one of which grazed Raven’s chest, leaving a long gash in the front of his coat and a burn mark across his chest. The prince slammed his shield into the owlin, knocking him to the floor.

Stabby strummed a strange tune on his cittern and a shimmering lance of psychic power shot from his forehead at the queen. Argossa was struck by the beam and collapsed to the ground, dissipating into thin air. A moment later, the real queen appeared behind where the illusion had just been. With a brief incantation and a wave of her staff, she summoned a gargoyle, which rose from the floor and flew toward the jester. Stabby leapt out of the way of the creature’s claws, but his instrument was knocked to the ground. The jester drew his staff and slammed the top-hat-wearing golden skull knob that adorned one end of it into the gargoyle’s chest. Then gripping the decorative knob, he withdrew a rapier from within the hollow weapon.

Raven rolled out of the way just in time to avoid Argos’ stab, resulting in the Sunblade plunging into the floor and leaving a small, scorched hole. As the prince pulled his blade from the floor, the owlin punched him twice in the stomach. Argos made no attempt to defend against this attack, believing it to be unable to harm him. He was surprised to feel his lifeforce drain a little as Raven used his ki to infuse necrotic energy into the blows. The plague doctor pulled a syringe from his belt and attempted to pierce an unarmored part of the prince’s arm, but Argos blocked it with a magical barrier.

Prince Argos the 6th swept his sword down at Raven’s legs. The owlin narrowly avoided the strike, but the edge of the blade grazed his leg in the process. Before his foe could recover from the pain, Argos swung again, severing Raven’s right arm from the elbow down. As the owlin screamed in pain, the prince thrust his shield upwards and slammed it into Raven’s jaw, sending him sprawling to the ground a few feet away and knocking him out cold.

Stabby frantically parried and dodged the stone beast’s claws and fangs as he struggled to find an opening. The jester finally found his chance and sliced the beast across the side with a psychically-charged strike that cut its mind as much as its stony hide. Argossa glared disdainfully at Stabby as she summoned a giant spider in front of him. The jester ran in terror from the beast and felt its terrible fangs pierce his back as he ran. After a few moments of terror, he turned to face the creature and soon realized what it truly was, an illusory manifestation of his worst fear that was attacking his psyche. Now that he realized the deception, the spider faded and disappeared. As the jester breathed a sigh of relief, the very real gargoyle lunged toward him. The jester hurled his rapier through the air, spearing the stony abomination between the eyes. The summoned monster snarled furiously as it crumbled to dust.

“Sorry for not arriving sooner, but I ran into some guards on the way here,” Mable explained as she ambled into the room, wielding a bloody rolling pin. The elderly woman stood, taking in the scene around her, until she saw Raven, badly injured and sprawled on the floor. Mable’s expression became a stern scowl as she sprinted toward Prince Argos. The chief enforcer swung her rolling pin at the prince several times in succession. Argos blocked each swing with his Sunblade, but the enchanted rolling pin was undamaged by the exchange, and the inhuman strength of the blows sent him staggering back as he parried them.

Mable used her free hand to grab the young man’s wrist and twist it until she heard a crunch. Prince Argos cried out in pain and rage as his sword fell from his hand. The elder lifted him up by his broken arm and hurled him bodily into the nearest wall, leaving a spiderweb of cracks in the stone bricks.

As he ran toward his dropped rapier, Stabby reached into his sleeve and pulled out a dagger. He threw the dagger at Argossa before pulling out and throwing another and another. Before the thrown blades could connect, the queen conjured three duplicates of herself that moved in perfect sync with her. One of the daggers missed completely, and the others each pierced an Argossa that immediately vanished upon being struck. The jester dashed toward the queen, brandishing his retrieved rapier. With a lunging stab, the bard pierced the queen through the chest, only for her to dissipate into thin air.

With all of her duplicates gone, Queen Argossa the 4th took a moment to reassess the situation. With a short, magical, chant she conjured an invisible dome of magical force around Stabby. The jester tried to run toward her, but faceplanted humorously into the dome and soon discovered that his rapier was no good against the barrier. With her foe trapped, Argossa pointed her royal scepter at the chimera statue and shouted “Awaken!” The statue began to shutter and shake for a few moments before the stone burst apart, revealing a real chimera. The beast had the back half of a goat, the front half of a lion, the wings of a red dragon, and the heads of each.

With a loud roar, the chimera spewed a torrent of fire from its dragon head. Mable dropped her rolling pin and grabbed one of the stone gladiator statues. She ripped the statue from the floor and held it in front of her, blocking the flames. Once the fire had subsided, she raised the statue over her head and hurled it at the chimera. The creature was struck by the statue and slammed against a wall, showering the room in fragments of stone, from both the statue and the wall.

While Mable was distracted, Queen Argossa ran over to the badly injured Prince Argos, grabbing his fallen Sunblade in the process, and placed her hand on his shoulder. A quick spell later, the two of them were gone.

Mable braced herself as the beast charged at her. The chimera tried to ram the old woman with its goat head, but she grabbed it by the horns and stopped it in its tracks. Mable wrestled with the beast for a few seconds before getting the better of it and slamming it to the ground. The chimera sprang to its feet and grazed Mable’s side with its claws as she leapt away.

The monster barreled toward the chief enforcer. With stern stoicism, she faced her charging foe, waiting until the time was right. At the perfect moment, Mable snatched her rolling pin off the ground and leapt onto the creature’s back. The elderly barbarian gripped its lion main with one hand while brutally bashing it over its three heads with her rolling pin. With a final, horrible goat scream, the chimera collapsed to the ground with a trio of caved-in skulls. Mable looked around the destroyed room and spotted Stabby cowering inside the invisible dome that he was still trapped in.

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