Guillaume: Ancient Prison, Round 05

i hurriedly ran down the stairs and away from the remaining animated skeletons which seemed to have redirected their rage towards me. it was not exactly the plan i had intended. nevertheless i was thankful that at least one of them persished with the last sinspawn burned leaving only the agony of its empty screams.

with the skeletons headed my way, it freed arao from having to defend himself and into making a proper offense. my sacrifice and bravery should surely be rewarded. i thought to myself. then i felt foolish. this is exactly what the clergy warned us about. false humility. false pride. i gave a short prayer of apology to corellon.

i looked up and saw that both skeletons had followed me. i held onto my holy symbol and prayed for divine intervention.

three glorious globes of light manifested themselves on top of one of the skeleton that later took the forms of cherubs. they were each holding silver pitchers. they smiled and nodded at me mischieviously. i slightly bowed in reverence. the cherbus then release the contents of pitchers and out comes pouring sparkling water down to the unsuspecting skeleton.

the skeleton burned from it but remained standing. the cherubs had then dissipated into thin air with one of them smiling waving goodbye at me.