by Jeris Baeyear (as told to him by Amaris Baeyear)
So, there I was, on the top of Bane's tower, trying to stay alive. And, believe me, it wasn't easy. I was, however in good company and had high hopes. That lasted right up until the gases started to fly. Sadly, we weren't the ones on the breathable end of the gases. You see, the evil that had taken over my Baron wasn't alone on the top of that tower. Oh, no. It couldn't be that easy. He had with him a couple Death Knights and 2 of Tag Team's Death Rogues, and they had been stockpiling.
After the first fight, after I regained consciousness, I noticed that things had taken a turn for the worse. I did a little mental inventory and realized that, not only was my magic sword missing, my shield had disappeared as well. And, I was pretty sure I had two arms when I got up there. So, I stood there, unarmed, and un-armed, blood dripping down my side, thinking, "well, shit." This went on for some time as the Baron and Baroness of Wulfshire and the Baroness of Marentha tied to talk Bane down.
About this time it all starts up again, and spells start flying and we start dying. My last thought as I took a couple hits for Rosalind was, "I need a plan." So, I wake up about 5 minutes later and, Eureka! I've got it! The Plan. So while Suwara and Portia and whoever else can get a word in edgewise have a go at getting Evil Bane to give up, I decided to strike.
I noticed that the Death Rogues were staying away from the goings-on on the other side of the tower. So I sidle up to one and look around, like roguey-types are tend to do when they are up to somethin'. And then I says to them, I says, "So... ya got any gases?" And he looks at me like I just grew a second head and says, real cautious-like, "Yeah." So I shrug and nod and glance around again. Then I look back at him and, in the time honored tradition of puffers everywhere, I said, "Gimme some?"
So now he is thinking that maybe I've lost it or something. He takes out a couple of vials, moving real slowly like you do around the terminally insane, and hands 'em over. I take 'em and check 'em out, and, as luck would have it, they're nausea gases. Now, I HATE nausea gases. They're just plain gross. So, I asked him for something else. So, now apparently, I have sprouted a third head, and he hands me a paralysis gas. Finally he got up the nerve to ask, "What do you want them for? They don't effect me." I decide to let him in on the Plan. So I smile and shrug and toss the vials over the side of the tower. "I know."
Discretion being the better part of valor, I headed back over to the main body of our group. I really didn't know that an undead could turn that shade of red. Long story short (too late). We trapped Evil Bane and headed back to town.
As a side note, that Death Rogue survived that night. I'm told that he plans on killing me. So, if you encounter a big undead with a handful of gas vials one dark night on Ambush Alley, just tell 'im where I am. But... if you can, before he leaves, ask him, just ask him, "So, you got any gases?"
