war of the spider queen 1 dissolution-第129章

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ed　his　bow；　drawn　a　broadsword；　and　e　to　fight　alongside　him。　The　two　conspirators　were　trying　to　catch　Ryld　between　them；　generally　an　effective　tactic；　but　thus　far　the　teacher's　piwafwi；　dwarven　armor；　and　prowess　had　preserved　him　from　harm。
The　Tuin'Tarl　made　a　halfhearted　slash；　and　Ryld；　recognizing　the　feint　for　what　it　was；　didn't　react。　The　pale　phosphorescence　of　the　carvings　gleaming　on　his　naked　limbs；　Tsabrak　spat　venom　onto　his　blade。　The　bard　brought　his　shrill　singing　to　a　crescendo；　crossed　his　legs；　and　wrapped　his　arms　tightly　around　his　torso；　all　but　tying　himself　in　knots。
With　the　aid　of　his　ring；　Pharaun　saw　a　glittering　pulse　of　magic　fly　from　the　singer　to　Ryld。　He　could　even　tell　what　it　was　intended　to　do。　His　friend　was　supposed　to　contort　his　own　body　in　helpless　imitation　of　the　bard's　constrictive　posture。　But；　strong　of　spirit；　Ryld　resisted　the　pulnotsion　without　even　realizing　he　was　doing　it。
The　weapons　master　faked　a　cut　at　Houndaer's　head；　then　whirled　and　dived。　He　slid　between　Tsabrak's　legs；　breaking　away　from　the　drider　and　Houndaer；　too；　leaped　up；　and　charged　Syrzan。　He　recognized　the　alhoon　as　the　most　dangerous　of　his　foes；　even　though　the　illithilich　hadn't　atnottacked　him　yet。
Syrzan　reached　into　a　pocket　and　produced　a　small　ceramic　vial。　When　it　swung　the　bottle　from　right　to　left；　a　dozen　orbs　of　bright　flame　matenotrialized　in　its　wake。　They　shot　at　Ryld　in　one　straight　line　and　exploded　one　after　the　other；　banging　rapidly　like　some　hellish　drum　roll。
The　glare　was　dazzling。　For　a　moment；　Pharaun　couldn't　see　anything；　and　he　made　out　Ryld　through　floating　blobs　of　afterimage。　His　friend　apnotpeared　unscathed。　He　was　still　charging　and　almost　in　sword's　reach　of　the　alhoon。
Syrzan　used　its　mind　flayer　talents。　Even　though　the　lich　hadn't　directed　the　attack　at　him；　Pharaun　felt　the　fringe　of　it。　It　was　like　a　sprinkle　of　hot　ash　burning　his　brain。　Ryld　dropped。
Syrzan　gazed　down　at　the　warrior　for　a　moment；　evidently　making　sure　he　was　truly　incapacitated；　then　walked　over　to　Pharaun。　Despite　the　long　skirt　of　its　robe；　there　was　something　noticeably　strange　about　its　gait；　as　if　its　legs　bent　in　too　many　places。　Up　close；　it　exuded　a　faint　stink　not　unlike　rotten　fish。　Its　garments；　once　of　princely　quality；　were　frayed　and　stained。
It　touched　a　finger　to　Pharaun's　brow；　and　they　were　elsewhere。




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The　Underdark　was　boundless；　its　mysteries　infinite；　and　despite　centuries　of　following　wherever　his　curiosity　led；　Pharaun　had　never　seen　an　illithid　city。　Save　for　a　dearth　of　inhabitants；　he　thought　he'd　just　stepped　into　one。
Artisans　had　carved　the　walls　and　columns　of　the　vault　into　spongiform　masses　like　brain　tissue；　then　covered　the　convolutions　with　lines　of　graven　runes。　Pools　of　warm　fluid　dotted　the　floor。　Redolent　of　salt；　the　ponds　crawled　and　throbbed　with　a　mental　force　that　even　a　non…psionic　intellinotgence　dimly　sensed　as　a　whisper　of　alien；　inprehensible　thought　at　the　back　of　the　mind。
Pharaun　recognized　that　the　cavern　was　in　some　sense　an　illusion；　but　that　didn't　make　it　any　less　interesting。　He　would　have　liked　nothing　better　than　to　explore　every　nook　and　cranny。　It　was　an　inclination　rooted　in　a　profound　sense　of　well…being；　a　blithe　unconcern　no　more　genuine　than　the　landscape；　but　seductive　all　the　same。　He　would　have　to　fight　it。
He　turned；　saw　Syrzan　standing　a　few　feet　away；　and　cast　darts　of　force；　a　spell　requiring　only　words　of　power　and　a　flourish　of　the　hands。　Halfway　to　their　target；　the　streaking　shafts　of　azure　radiance　stopped　dead　in　the　air；　fell　to　the　ground；　and　turned　into　limbless　things　like　leeches　or　tadnotpoles；　which；　squealing　telepathically；　slithered　toward　the　nearest　pool。
〃Your　spells　won't　work　here；〃　said　Syrzan　in　the　Prophet's　rich；　notpelling　tones。
〃I　suspected　as　much；　but　I　had　to　try。　Are　we　inside　your　mind？〃
〃More　or　less。〃
Syrzan　strolled　closer。　Off　to　the　side；　liquid　splashed　and　plopped　as　the　tadpoles　wallowed。
〃We're　conversing　in　my　special　haven；〃　the　undead　mind　flayer　said；　〃but　we're