Black Zenith [Adventure RPG / Chapter Four: Fires of Heaven]

Watson watched in amusement as Bohw and Nos deal damage on the ad-hoc dancefloor. He drank a cup of delicious Water with a strange magical after-taste, like cheese? Crackers? Maybe both? But it was in commemoration of their future victory over these citizens of the netherworld.

Contingency One

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But as he sipped that last drop, the teacup crashed to the floor (it's okay, he has seventy more) as Watson stared at the battered embodiment of doom. He simply cannot allow his friends to be endangered by this otherworldly fiend! A study seems to have been constructed in no time as Watson diligently set to work writing a strongly worded letter to the highest court possible. And with a flourish, the desk and quill disappeared with the casting off of the silk cloth atop the study. With haste, the writ was sent up to the heavens.

Almost immediately, flaming bars of iron were rising out of the ship's deck! The Cordraal was immediately drawn to Watson, by some gravitational force, an energy yearning for Justice to prevail! Soon, Watson and the Cordraal were encapsulated in battle after the flaming stage was set.

Contingency Two

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Spoiler And what better way to celebrate than with a congratulatory sword strike to the head for his fellow malefactor? His enemies can't complain, I mean look at those two sashaying across the beautifully varnished wooden deck of the airship, going to and fro against the Cordraal. At this rate, it's quite beautifully dead.