The Void is a dangerous place, and Gilford realize it would be wise to rely on the exiled Arronax, once-Nasrudin's greatest source of pride...and misery.
Do you think they would join us?
We can only hope. We will have to convince them that Kerghan is a danger to them as well.
Surely you are not thinking of allowing the Bane of Kree, the butcher of my people to join us? That cur must die for his deeds!
The choice is yours. Gorgoth is nothing more than a mindless beast, Kraka-Tur might take some convincing. Shall we move?
How do we find them?
I don't know. We will need to find a way to navigate amongst the different land masses of the Void using the ancient portals.
Very well. Let's go.
Looks safe. Let's go.
This leads to another...portal?
No...look, to the north. I recognize it. It's Kerghan's castle!
How is it that such a structure could stand in the Void?
I do not know much, but what I do know is that there used to exist some sort of civilization here, and the world was not broken up into distinct land masses. I do not know if some ancient war destroyed this realm, or if it was the doing of one of the heinous villains the council banished.
The Council didn't even know what the Void was?
Amusing, they did not even bother studying the prison before sentencing their captives.
It seems irresponsible in hindsight, but at the time they felt the Void was oblivion. Nothing was supposed to be over here.
I suppose we should postpone our attack until we've gathered our ...allies?
Yeah. Let's move...I see another portal guarded by some specters...they appear hostile.
Strike quickly, they may conjure copies of themselves!
Wha-
Damn!
We'll need to strike down the caster quickly to dispel the summoned creature!
Master, hasten me so that I may strike my foes quickly!
The brave warriors were outmatched by the spectral warriors, in times of desperation, Gilford drew deeply from his magickal reserves.
You know temporal magick? Good! But we'll need more...
And MORE you will get!
It's...the ultimate temporal magick! Tempus Fugit! Quick, seize this oppor-
Arronax couldn't finish his sentence. He stood still as the sound of clock gears echoes in the air. The gears themselves materializes around Gilford and slowly grinded itself. He could see Torian Kel and the rest of the party tearing the spectral enemies apart with great abandon. Yet no wounds will appear, until he realized he is merely witnessing a prelude. And almost simultaneously, three of their spectral enemies wailed in pain and dropped to the ground. He could see Gilford in deep concentration as he raised his staff and unleashed a stunning blast at the last enemy.
Finish it!
They did not hesitate. The gears vanished as the sound of ticking clock dissipates. Gilford drew a deep breath.
Sir, that was amazing! We're...unstoppable!
Gasp...pant...
It's over. Deep breaths..
Hah...hah...*Points behind the group.* One..coming...
What the-
A gigantic spectral warrior appears, brandishing a greatsword with evil red tint. He swung wildly at Arronax, catching the elf off guard and tore at his back.
Argh!
Fall, hellspawn!
It took the combined might of Torian's quick strikes and some amount of luck before the creature was slain. Arronax wasn't in good shape.
Didn't you say you wanted to kill me?
Heh...you're right. This..is a mere scratch..
Virgil. Heal him. *Wipes the sweat from his brow.* Arronax. Why did you do it?
Vendrigroth?
Yes. I want a real answer this time.
It was war. When they began constructing their device to protect themselves from my unprovoked attacks, I lashed out...without thinking. I destroyed them all. My fear of what technology could bring was so pervasive, I never thought there was any other solution.
So...you regret your actions?
*Nods.* Most certainly. I have had two thousand years of my grievous errors in judgment replaying themselves in my mind. One tends to grow a conscience in all that time. I still think of my father and what I did to him. Even though he must bear a fair share of the blame for what happened, I do not think he deserved his fate.
I..I'm sorry.
Yes...well. Let's move on, you're the most interesting companions I've had in the last 2000 years.
Well. Let's get on this thing.
The party emerges in a strange land mass. They are surrounded by many portals.
What now?
Afraid I have no clue. We'll just have to rely on our fortune. Pick a spot.
No sooner they had emerged from a portal, a pack of Void Lizards descended upon them.
Alright, let's get them!
Goddamn. There's almost no end to them.
The party slaughtered dozens before meeting a lone, gigantic figure in the wasteland...
Beware. Tis' Gorgoth...
Gorgoth? You mean THE Gorgoth? What a small world!
Gorgoth hungry! Need food! EAT ! EAT ! EAT!
I suggest we get him something to eat before he starts eating us.
I'll get you some food if you'll help me fight Kerghan...
YES! KILL KERGHAN FOR FOOD! BLOOD! MEAT!
*Points at the dead Void Lizard.* Will this animal carcass do?
MMmmmmmm! Food! Good food! KILL KERGHAN FOR FOOD!
Torian, Seb, start cutting huge chunks off these corpses, we're going to need plenty to feed an army.
Sigh...
Yes! NOW GO KILL KERGHAN!
That's the spirit! Onward, then...
Kerghan is a dangerous beast with master in both Melee and Dodge at level 50, he's built to take a beating and dish it out. He's basically a demon.
5 minutes later...
...you'll have to wait.
Goddamn it...we're barely fifty paces from the last snack, come on you...you...DEVOURER!
Sigh. Toss him a bone, Seb.
Bear with it for a while, Gilford...we just have two more to find...
The next portal's entry was greeted by the jellyfish-like creatures. After a pitched battle, Gorgoth had another meal. Just a distance away from the battle is a winged creature.
It's Kraka-tur. I can barely recognize him after so many years...
I suppose that would be me...dreadfully sorry about that...
Sorry? SORRY? Do you have any idea the powers I can bring to bear against you? The wrath of the Kraka-tur knows no bounds!
You're quite an annoying fellow, aren't you?
What? You dare mock me? I am Kraka-tur! Destroyer of worlds! Maker of widows and orphans! I Will take no such treatment from a mere mortal as yourself!
I'm sorry to disturb your wonderful exchange of grandeur, but what the hell are you doing? Why are you antagonizing him?
I've spoken to many of Kraka-tur before..he is nothing more than a coward.
Very well...
Besides, the last think I need is a cowering fool at my side...
Wh-what? No one speaks such words and lives! Tremble before the might of Kraka-tur! I have spilled oceans of blood! MOutains of bones mark the roads of my fury! Fire and destruct-
Maybe I'm not making myself clear. YOU are a joke.
Okay. This is ridiculous. I THINK YOU ARE A WEAKLING! FIGHT ME!
*He flinches.* Well, let's not let this get out of hand!
*Stops reaching for his blade.* What the fuck?
I mean, I've done nothing to you...y-you b-bothered me, here.
I can't believe this...how did he survive in the Void again?
Uh...not that I won't kill you if you say one more foolish thing! For I am Kraka-tur! Vicious spoiler of history! Death to all and everything! I will...!
Fight me, you coward. I've fucking had enough of this!
*His bulk seems to shrink, he lowers his head.* Uh..you don't seem in the best of moods. W-what have I done to deserve this t-treatment? I mean, first Nasrudin and his cronies gang up on me and now...errr, I mean...
...my god. My father should've killed him.
You..you will pay for this! I am Kraka-tur! Masticator of millions! I will dine on your entrails...!
You're a blowhard! I've known tougher milk-maidens!
D-don't push me! If you keep on this path I will d-d-destroy you, and your descendants, and your.. a-a-ncestors, too! Y-y-es! F-for I am great and mighty Kraka-tur! There will not even be a memory of you! For I control time, and the elements! I am a god, in dragon form! I am...!
A turd. We seek to fight Kerghan. Will you aid us?
Kerghan? *He cringes.* Wh-what do you mean? What do you want with K-kerghan?
I'm looking to destroy him. And I seek the aid of the mighty Kraka-tur!
I see. *He rears to its full height, nostrils steaming.* So! You ask the terrible Kraka-tur for his help in battling the evil Kerghan! Fight fire with fire! I shall destroy that bumbling necromance with a great sweep of my claw! His blood will flow as mighty Kraka-tur passes his judgment! All will cower before the power of Kraka-tur!
So...will you help me?
Well, let's not rush into things..I mean, this is Kerghan we're talking about. Not that I will have any trouble dispatching him, of course! For I am..
*Facepalms* Are you coming or not?
Kraka-tur expects payment for his services! Did you think I would come to your rescue without some sort of offering?
Here.
What? My eye? How in the name of gods did you come across that...?
Oh, it was your eye? I thought it's one of your missing testicles. My bad.
Interesting. I should kill you just for bringing it back to me! For I am the awesome Kraka-tur! Maidens tremble when they hear my name! I roam the nightmares of young children! I...
Do we have a deal?
Ugh. I regret to inform you..you seem too...noble for my tastes. Begone! I find such goodness,...repulsive!
We've wasted enough time. Gentlemen?
Wait- why are you surrounding the mighty Kraka-tur. Wait..WA-
The creature did not even put up a fight. It simply cowered under the rain of blows. Even Arronax grinned widely as he bludgeon the 'great' Kraka-tur with his bare fists.
Fuck, this has been quite a waste of time, isn't it?
I AM HUNGRY!
Sigh. Next portal.
What is your name, warrior?
I have been known by many names, but the only one that matters now is the Bane of Kree. That is the name I was known by when I wielded power over men.
How did you come by that name?
Kree was where I forced the world to respect my power. No one had ever breached the great walls of Kree, but my horde swarmed over them as if they were but a mirage! I held the fate of every man, woman, and child in my hand, and showed them no mercy. *His eyes glaze over as he looks into the distance, savoring his moment of glory once again.* If only I could return to Arcanum...
You mean you savagely murdered them without cause, coward.
By Guzarat's beard! You shall die for your taunts!
No. It is YOU who will die today! Vengeance...is MINE!
Torian's blade met. And he dispatched the Bane of Kree with fury, stabbing the lifeless corpses repeatedly to make sure it stays that way.
That's two down...
Check his pockets. It's not a complete loss.
Would you like it back?
The spoils of war are the commanders to do with as he will. If it is your choice to return the sword to me, I would be honored to accept.
Here it is, Torian.
I...thank you, Sir.
Yes...yes yes. We'll have dinner before heading into the palace. (For fuck's sake.)
A meal later...
Not before you do.
Alright. That settles it. Ready to enter?
I can hardly wait.
Me want tasty bones! Moar!