Wednesday, October 28
Red Skies: Part 11 – The Malestrom
The skies began to look dark and ominous and the winds picked up tremendously. Thunder rattled the decks and lightning lit up the skies. Then the seas turned rough and the rains came, bringing the storm in earnest. And still there was no sign of Kham.
Sebastian lifted the Moonsilver Orb over his head and the storm parted. The stars and the moon hung brightly in the sky. A swirling wind drove the Nǎoké toward the Triangle’s center. A massive, swirling patch of water opened up.
Lightning rose from its depths toward the cloudless sky. An ear-shattering thunder boomed occasionally, causing the hull to vibrate.
“Is it supposed to do that?” Beldin asked, staring dubiously at the huge whirlpool in the center.
“I have no idea!” shouted Sebastian over the thunder.
“It’ll tear us apart!” shouted Baldric.
As the ship closed in on the whirlpool, Carthy stood on the forecastle and raised the sextant above his head. He spoke a word in a strange tongue.
In an instant, a golden sphere of force surrounded the ship in a protective bubble. The lightning and water raged around them, but the sphere kept all within safe.
“Will that help any other ships nearby?” asked Beldin. “Just in case Kham’s still out there, I mean.”
Carthy blinked. “Perhaps. If he’s close enough…”
Suddenly, a dreadful presence overcame them. It was barely humanoid, with insectoid like legs and a skull for a head. Covered in bone and with a long, whipping tail behind it, the devil advanced on Carthy.
“An Osyluth!” shouted Sebastian. He handed the Orb to Baldric. “Beldin, get back!” more
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