Se’rith minion drew an ethereal two handed sword that was made of wispy black smoke. As it silently charged the dragon it literally sawed through a series of emaciated rib bones, the black smoke having the same effect as if it were the sharpest steel. Bone cracked and splintered and the blackness of the conjured being seemed to darken. It seemed to be drawing power from each strike of its sword. The dragon, sensing a threat turned its fury on its assailant. It clawed with sharp talons while breathing frost at it. The shadow mutely continued its assault against the dragon until it literally hacked off one of its tree trunk legs from under it. As it collapsed on its left side its wing crumpled under it. Serith saw her opportunity. Clasping her hands together she sent three large lightning bolts at its head in quick succession. The other crackled as they sped to the dragon and upon impact they shattered bone with immense fury. The evil green light in its eyes winked and then dwindled as the dragon collapsed in a dusty heap. Whatever foul necromantic magic held it together evaporating into the ether. Se’rith dropped to her knees retching with the effort it took to cast that last spell. A whooshing sound made her look up wondering what new evil Labyrinthian was launching at her. She caught the last wisps of black shadowy smoke disappearing into a purple rent in reality as her shade was called back to Oblivion. She took a moment to assess what she had achieved before delving deeper into the dungeon.
A frost line door blovked her descent and not attempt at getting open prevailed until she decided to cast her flames spell. Her magical fire melted the ice and the door behind it shimmered before collapsing upon itself. A blue light brought a foul tongue in the air, the words harsh and guttural. She could not understand them but the blue light moved with great speed through the doorway and down the corridor. With trepidation she followed into a long corridor that had columned passages leading into the darkness on either side. She ultimately came across a deep shaft, criss crossed by passage ways. Growls and howls wafted up to her. The already familiar song of the Draugr. Sighing she descended to bring death once again to those who have cheated it.
As the undead clawed at her body and bit at her heels she dove into a side chamber for some rest. Inside she found a decapitated skeleton sat in a chair with an axe of old design embedded into it. Seems that Se’rith was not the first to delve into Labyrinthian. It appears that this room acted as some sort of study area as accoutrements of magical study lay strewn all over the place. She found several usable ingredients and pushed on. Further on she came across a flooded corridor that stopped at an iron black door. There the ghostly visage of Arch Mage Savos and his friends appeared. Once again they seemed oblivious to her presence though this time they were small in number, one apparently having perished. The Breton female urged them to go back but Savos urged them forward with great urgency. Like them Se’rith had no choice but to continue.
An impressive gateway guarded by more Draugr blocked further passage after wading through smelly stagnant water for what seemed an age.