THE DUNGEON LABYRINTH



"The Assassin"

As you start up the stairs the well trained assassin senses your approach amd whirls. With well honed reflexes she goes into a fighting stance raising the long sinster sword, the blade shimmers blackly, dripping dark fire that sizzles and dissolves holes in the stone steps. This does not bode well. she has the advantage of the high ground and knows it. She grins wickedly at you and stares like a python deciding whether it needs to unhinge its jaw for such an insignificant prey. She has a look of such darkness and utter soulessness in his eyes. She takes a step down and towards you and says, " I have come here to kill the Master of this Keep and his Mage, thus freeing my master, Diablo. I shall Take the Soulstone containing his essensce into my body and let him live again free to...."



Quicker than the eye can follow you pull your dagger, and in one fluid motion you throw the blade with all the force you can muster! In the blink of an eye the hilt is sticking out of that one handsbreadth wide space between the top of her breastplate and the bottom of her helm. With a look of total disbelief and a shriek loud enough to alert her master in Hell that she was on her way she topples down the stairs as you neatly sidestep her exodus from this existence. Why do villains ALWAYS feel it nessecery to make that final speech explaining their motives instead of just outright dispatching you?

The noise of the combat has alerted the guards, and led by Ghostheart, they come running down the stairs weapons drawn, to find you retrieving your dagger from the deceased assassin and wiping it clean on her sleeve. Ghostheart, takes in the scene with a practiced eye and signals his personal guard to sheath their weapons. He smiles at you and says, "Thank you my friend, for you have saved the world from having a darkness unleashed on it like no other,for if he had accomplished his foul deed, what befell Tristram would have paled in comparison." Ghostheart rubbed a large scar on his farhead as if recalling an unpleasant memory. He extends his sword towards you hilt first saying, Please accept this gift as a token of my gratitude. It is called "Griswolds Edge" I have had it enchanted so it never loses its edge and will glow when enemies are near. Oh and yes, my mage added one or two more surprises you will find along the way. Also,(he says handing you a fat, heavy leather pouch)take this to help finance your next quest."

You take the weapon, not wanting to insult your host, the mithril blade shimmering, the hilt feels as if it has adjusted to your hand as you've held it, the balance perfect, a true extension of your arm.In all your years as an adventurer youv'e never held a finer weapon. Nodding his approval your host watches your accomplished way you handle the weapon.You accept the gift without another word, just a smile and a short bow between equals.

Your Host turns back up the stairs and says over his shoulder, "Please follow me, theses lead up to a hidden alcove in the back of the great hall. Also conceal that sword under your cloak friend, so as not to alarm the other guests, and please don't mention your little adventure till I have a chance to seal off the seaward entrance to the labyrinth where are uninvited guest gained entrance."

You nod your agreement, and with a friendly hand clasp, Ghostheart invites you to stay as long as you like in his Keep, then steps out of the alcove into the music and light to rejoin his guests, you wait a moment and pushing the square stone lever to conceal the stairs behind you behind you...


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