…The Champions of Argent…
…find yet another Giant Slinger, plus Hill Giants, a Stone Giant, and a Firestorm.
Obanar sent Washington Cambell up the hill. He found the other Champions there, already working their way into the Giant compound.
Seeing the first two doors already open with their great wooden bars laying useless on the packed-earth floors, he found Shadowfox had already unbarred the third door.
But the Champions were hesitant about going further. They told him the Giants knew they were there and were waiting for them on the other side of the wall. They were convinced a Fire Element was in there, too. He wasn’t sure how they knew that, but it turned out to be true.
When Relvain rushed in and engaged the Giants surrounding the door, the Firestorm created a wall of flame which certainly demonstrated its Elemental nature.
“Elementals and Giants working together,” he thought. “They haven’t done that since the days of the Primordials.”
The zone of fire proved difficult to escape. Washington thought it might have some kind of magma in it which could solidify and trap their feet to the floor.
Relvain got free and forced the Stone Giant they had originally mistaken for a Golem into the fire. Once it was surrounded — by Relvain and the others still trapped in the flames — they were able finish it off quickly.
Sarissa The Seer spoke to Roland the Betrayer in contradictions: “The key is no longer the key! The sword is now the dagger! You must bring it to me!” The only dagger he knew was the one he had buried on the other side of the jungle. A long and dangerous walk.
“The Sword of Kas was the symbol of the greatest betrayal of all time: Vecna created the sword for his greatest servant, Kas the Bloody-Handed; Kas used this Artifact to betray its creator.” Sarissa paused before she asked a final riddle. “How could any betrayal surpass this?”
Roland knew the answer to this riddle. If someone were to betray the Queen of Betrayal — Tiamat herself — that would be the most epic betrayal in all of history. He knew who had committed just such a betrayal. “A symbol of a betrayal of that magnitude?” he asked.
She answered. “A dagger.” He knew of only one dagger which could be the symbol the greatest betrayal of all. His own.
Aurora was glad to see that Shadowfox was keeping the Firestorm from widening the flames she was trapped within. Her attacks on the Elemental had attracted the attention of the Slingers, who were concentrating their fire on her.
“I’m glad she’s keeping them off our backs,” she told the others. “But she’s taking a lot of damage, even in Shade form.” Fortunately the new Warlord who had joined them was healing pretty well.
Aurora knew her own healing powers would not have been enough to keep them all alive.
One the Stone Giant went down, she was able to extricate herself from the zone of fire. Then she could team up on the Hill Giants with Relvain.
The Firestorm expanded the blaze until it crossed the entire Common Room.
As usual, Relvain the Dragonpinner was concerned about how everybody was spreading the damage around. Sure, Shadowfox was keeping the two Slingers busy, along with the Firestorm. But every opponent was bloodied — excepting the Elemental — and only one was down. She decided she had better go into her Unyielding Avalanche stance. “Probably shoulda done it sooner,” she told herself.
After the Firestorm showed Grim Shadowfox how much damage the font of magma could do, she started using her Executioner’s Noose to throw the Giant Slingers into the lava.
“That sure works,” she told herself even as they concentrated their fire on her and took her down.
Aurora was able to heal her and she played dead long enough the get her Second Wind.
On the other side of the wall of fire, Relvain and Aurora — with some help from Washington — took down the last Hill Giant.
Grim was a little worried they couldn’t cross the zone of fire without dying themselves, but it turned out they were able to run through it fast enough to avoid damage.
Once they were concentrating their fire on each of the Slingers in turn, they killed the last of the Giant.
The Firestorm got away through the magma.
When they searched the scorched corpse of the Stone Giant, all she found was a small box with a hinged lid.
When she opened it, the small metal box opened with a snap and a tiny spark of fire floated out. The spark immediately began to move through the air, writing flaming workds in a strange language that remained visible for a few moments before they sizzled out.
Unfortunately none of them could read Giantish.
After the letters sizzled out, the spark began to write again. This time it was in Common.
“Ah, new Champions for Argent. Ask Elyas how the last group did. Still, it is impressive that you got this far. Come, then. Let us see if the Champions still scream when they die.”