A phantasy script.

Phantasy Script Part 46: A stony situation.

As the group turn to face General Mood's pointed out direction, Jokesum shudders with energy. The Stone archway is twenty feet tall, perfectly carved stone leading around it with runes carved upon them.

Berd: So, I'm guessing this is for the creature that came out of the floor?Fylec: Holy smokes, it's bigger than I had realized!General: Alright, do we still have the torches?Jokesum: No, we lost them in the dark room.General: Shiznit! Perhaps we could some how draw out the creature, by making noise? Before, it burst through the room Jokesum was the Minotore that had bellowed a roar and that seemed to cause the creature to attack.Berd: What if...General! You could use your lute, with one of the bat's golden wings as a megaphone to increase the volume!General: Bending gold? Oh, what am I saying! Yeah, fug it I'll get on that!

Berd helps him fold the bats wing, its shiny surface curved to create a wing-shaped megaphone as he then takes out his lute and tunes it while Berd notches three arrows then takes a few steps back so that he is not too close to the pool of lava to drain his exhaustion, but close enough to light his arrows.

Fylec: Think I'll prepare a prayer.Jokesum: For the battle, or just because you can?Fylec: Oh, well I've never used one before and I think I'm owed one for free first of all.Jokesum: How do you figure that?Fylec: Well, being a Cleric my actions need to be good in nature. Jokesum: What good have you done so far with your Clerical powers?Fylec: Uh, used them to heal us?Jokesum: And that's enough?Fylec: We were hurt from the creature, I healed all of us. That's a good nature show of my Cleric powers.

Baffled by his friend, Jokesum then shakes his head and hears Kireek once more.

Kireek: Your elf has a point, I hate to admit it. Should you need to be more powerful, I shall allow you to summon the Behemoth.
Jokesum: Oh, I think we should be good for now Kireek. Though, I'll keep that in mind.

Nodding at each other, the group ready up as General Mood kneels to the ground and places his bat-wing-megaphone down. Suddenly strumming fast, he plays an attacking tune.

General: There is a mine of Bolgiir, it's dark and damp and cold! We four heroes, will slay you beast for we are the Hunter's Guild!

The strumming continues as the ground shakes, the sound resonating forwards as the lava pools jump with molten magma being launched up and down behind them as they hear a screeching roar from behind the giant archway. He continues.

General: We've come to slay the beast of the mines, it proves no fight at all! We know that it is big and fat, but we have come for the ruby shard!

His group all nod their head, the tune has encouraged them to grow fearless as the screeching roar continues.

General: So come now beast, show yourself! What are you made of mud? There is no place, you can now hide deep down in the Mines of Bolgiir!

Now his team are headbanging along to the tune, giant footsteps begin rumbling the area as it has begun to walk towards the noise making Bard.

General: You will not survive down here, dear beast! Your days are numbered now, we have come for the shard, and if you want to live, you'll give us what we need!

A twenty foot tall muscular giant lowers its head through the archway as General Mood continues with his song, it holds one ear as it holds on to the archway.

Giant: Keep the bloody noise down! You'll wake Gerty!

The screeching roar is heard again as the giant turns to face the insides of the archway.

Giant: Now you've bloody done it! Leave us alone!

It swings a ten foot long chunk of rubble at General Mood, who then stops playing and dodges the hit as the chunk lands down at the rim of the lava pool and melts it.

Berd: Fight on!Fylec: Fight on!

Swinging his body around one hundred and eighty degrees, then lighting the three arrows and then swinging back around, Berd shoots the three at the giants head aiming for its eyes as they hit it square in the chest with burning results.

Giant: Ah, my bloody skin! Pesky Ogres, get out of here!

Angered by the constant burning, it then grabs the chunk of debris with both of its massive hands and drags it towards Berd who then leaps up on it. Fylec, though he is still in prayer, has managed to speak to his gods for help with this situation. A blinding light appears next to him as one of the gods themselves comes into being.

Fylec: Thanks for answering my call, god of war!Kratos: You are the vestige? You are puny, though I shall aid you in this battle!

As Jokesum summons his dark powers, the dark oak rod cracks slightly as he fires three necrotic orbs out of the end.

Kireek: You're going to need a new one soon, tread carefully.

His dark lord speaks to him as the three orbs hit the giant in its lower right ribs, burning away flesh as the necrotic damage fizzles upon it. Rolling away from the giant, General Mood dons his golden cape once more as it glistens in the lava-infused light. Angering slightly, he goes into a rage and slams his sword down upon the giants left foot, causing it to immediately seize up where it is and turn to gold as the giant staggers back from Jokesum's hit. Lighting three more arrows up, before making his way up the debris that the giant is holding, Berd then fires almost point blank at its legs. The fire and molten lava burning through muscle causing it to roar in pain. Seeing the Giant now stuck in an almost constant amount of damage, Fylec nods at the God of War as Kratos brings out his blades that are connected to chains around his arms. Leaping at the giant, Kratos then slices off one of the giants arms with a swift cut as the limb goes limp upon the floor.

Kratos: I have defeated Titans! This creature is nothing to me!

There is another roaring screech as the giant roars in pain, foot solid gold, skin burning, arm ripped off. It gasps and holds its side as the debris crumbles to the floor with Berd jumping off as it lands.

Giant: You've...done it...now!

The gold spreads up from its foot and its leg as the giant can no longer attack. In its weakened state, the giant then holds its hand up to its mouth and lets out a whistle. There is a sudden rumbling from the archway as Gerty runs towards the call from its master. Suddenly, cutting its head clean off of its neck, Kratos kills the giant as Gerty appears in the archway. Resembling a large scaled bear, around her neck is a collar and at the bottom the ruby shard. She rears upon her back legs as another, now louder, screeching roar is heard. She lands down and sniffs the decapitated giant and huffs at the God of War.

Kratos: Well, I'm done. Good luck vestige Fylec.

Disappearing suddenly, the group then sees Gerty sniff the air as her eyes are sealed shut by the oily substance from before.

Berd: (whispering) Blind bear.Fylec: (whispering) Thank you for that, Columbus!General: (whispering) Enough! She's clearly not deaf!Jokesum: (whispering) Think we might need her collar.

As the giant bear sniffs around, the group remain still. Every now and then, Gerty huffs as she sniffs. Kireek speaks to Jokesum once more.

Kireek: The Behemoth would make short work of...Gerty. Just saying.