Post by Zyraen on Dec 12, 2019 10:17:15 GMT 8
This came up when chatting with someone who showed interest in UB and Nightfall next year. So may as well share with you guys.
The terms "BC" refers to "Before Conquest" and "AD" refers to "After Darkness".
Years are given in cycles of the seasons, as per the BC period.
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67 BC, Deep in the Underdark
Elcorin Daeveris looked at the remnants of his company around him. From the full strength of forty dark elves that had left Scherezade, only a handful remained.
After they had engaged the elves, the company had been attacked from behind by what seemed an innumerable horde of undead. The company leader Anaress Shathroven had ordered an orderly retreat, and that was when the elves capitalized on the advantage and drove in, clearly unafraid of the undead.
What remained of the company managed to retreat into a large cave, but the undead just kept coming and the elves fired from behind with unerring arrows and deadly explosions of arcane power, not caring that they caught their creations as well. After creating a diversion, Anaress and her guard were surrounded and perished in a concerted series of explosions. Following her orders, Elcorin had taken charge and initiated a cave-in with those he had left. A few of the spellcasters had to be replaced on the spot as elven snipers pressed hard to interfere.
They had then retreated further into the subterranean caverns, but they soon realized that they were trapped. The many passageways led nowhere, and scrying revealed that the undead were still outside and not attempting to dig them out, nor were there enough drow to dig their way out and still have the energy to cope with the undead.
Four weeks had passed now, and their rations were exhausted. They would be soon as well, and unable to put up meaningful resistance if the undead or elves were to dig through to them. Already they had sacrificed two of their injured and divided up their flesh. The rest before him now were hale, hearty, and would soon go back to starving.
Elcorin explained his desperate plan, and what he fully believed to his final plan. He offered to put those who were willing into stasis, melding them into the stone, then he and those who thought they could follow, would use their powers to create a small opening, just enough for them to see out and teleport, and then proceed past the undead with stealth. And Elcorin swore an oath to those he left behind, an oath in the name of Llolth. He would get help, or he would die trying.
And help did not come.
The terms "BC" refers to "Before Conquest" and "AD" refers to "After Darkness".
Years are given in cycles of the seasons, as per the BC period.
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67 BC, Deep in the Underdark
Elcorin Daeveris looked at the remnants of his company around him. From the full strength of forty dark elves that had left Scherezade, only a handful remained.
After they had engaged the elves, the company had been attacked from behind by what seemed an innumerable horde of undead. The company leader Anaress Shathroven had ordered an orderly retreat, and that was when the elves capitalized on the advantage and drove in, clearly unafraid of the undead.
What remained of the company managed to retreat into a large cave, but the undead just kept coming and the elves fired from behind with unerring arrows and deadly explosions of arcane power, not caring that they caught their creations as well. After creating a diversion, Anaress and her guard were surrounded and perished in a concerted series of explosions. Following her orders, Elcorin had taken charge and initiated a cave-in with those he had left. A few of the spellcasters had to be replaced on the spot as elven snipers pressed hard to interfere.
They had then retreated further into the subterranean caverns, but they soon realized that they were trapped. The many passageways led nowhere, and scrying revealed that the undead were still outside and not attempting to dig them out, nor were there enough drow to dig their way out and still have the energy to cope with the undead.
Four weeks had passed now, and their rations were exhausted. They would be soon as well, and unable to put up meaningful resistance if the undead or elves were to dig through to them. Already they had sacrificed two of their injured and divided up their flesh. The rest before him now were hale, hearty, and would soon go back to starving.
Elcorin explained his desperate plan, and what he fully believed to his final plan. He offered to put those who were willing into stasis, melding them into the stone, then he and those who thought they could follow, would use their powers to create a small opening, just enough for them to see out and teleport, and then proceed past the undead with stealth. And Elcorin swore an oath to those he left behind, an oath in the name of Llolth. He would get help, or he would die trying.
And help did not come.