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The Escort (Cysma & SHIBBY)

"Sounds like something I can do." Cysma said, nodding. "What can you tell me about this? Where this Delron might be found or looks like?"
 
Daphne looked at him and began to describe the harpy Delron. "He has dark brown wings and dark vicious claws for hands. His feet look like the legs of a bird crossed with that or a wolf. He has evil red eyes which glow bright when he is mad. He wears a loincloth around his wist. He has a muscled body, he may be quite the challenge to defeat but if you do so it will be worth your while"
 
"I see...I will look for him as soon as I can prepare myself." He said. "Don't go anywhere!" He retraced his steps back to the hot spring so he could put on his chainmail and the rest of his equipment. He looked around to see if Alicia was still there, as he needed to remove his tunic to put his chainmail back on.
 
Daphne nodded and said "Alright" and she waited for his swift return.

Alicia had left the hot springs after he had left and had gotten dressed one more and had gone back to the wagon.
 
He finished equipping himself and returned to the nymph, holding his sword aloft. "Where might I find this Delron? Could you give me any leads?"
 
"All right then. I will get back your peach!" Cysma smiled to her and waved as he headed southward.
 
As cysma would continue on through the forest it would grow thicker and more gangly. A sense of evil would be in the air as it grew darker and a mist seemed to flow around him. Snapping twigs and hooting owls would grab his attention or starke him if he was weak of heart.
 
Cysma drew his sword at the ready and began using it to cut a path through the forest, holding his shield in front of him as well.
 
He neared the cave and made his way inside, using a Scroll of Light to generate a magic light around him, illuminating everything within 20 feet of him.
 
Delron the harpy lived in this cave. His heightened senses had alerted him to the intruders presence. He growls to him self in frustration and dissapeared with a wisp of smoke and appeared behind cysma and flexed his claws before he said "What are you doing here" in a demonic voice.
 
Cysma spun around as soon as he heard a voice, and held out his sword to keep Delron at at least an arm's length away. "I have been informed that you have a golden peach that belongs to a nymph named Daphne. I am here to return it to her. Surely you won't have any problems with that?"
 
Delron growled and swiped at him with his claw, grabbing him by the neck. "Who do you think you are, mortal!"
 
Cysma struggled to break free, swinging his sword wildly at the arm holding him by the neck. "I am Cysma Winheim, adventurer. And don't you forget it!"
 
Delton growled as his sword sliced his arm clean off. He then stepped back and a new armbegab to grow in it's place.
 
"That's not fair!" Cysma exclaimed. "Hey, if I cut off your head, would that grow back too?" He got as close to Delron as he could before slicing with his sword horizontally at his neck as hard as he could, about to find the answer to his own question.
 
The harpy growled at him and cuaght his sword in his claws and twisted it, wrenching it out of his hands.
 
Cysma immediately stepped back and yanked a scroll out of his Bag of Holding, unrolling and reading it in one smooth action. Lightning shot from his fingertips to his enemy.
 
Cysma used the time he had bought to prepare another magic scroll, and used it to cast a spell of paralysis on the harpy, temporarily paralyzing him from the neck down. He pulled out a spare dagger and held it to Delron's throat. "Will you surrender the golden peach, or do I need to kill you first?"
 
The harpy growled as he was paralised. He glared at him and said "Good luck finding it" he said looking over at the stockpile of golden items he had.
 
"Huh...no worries." Cysma said, driving the knife through Delron's torso and pinning him to the ground as though it were a stake. He then began loading the pile of golden treasures into his Bag of Holding.
 
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