Commission for  vyrnen

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Kauko tapped her fingers on her throne impatiently, her eyes narrowed in anger as the cold draft was let in by the sudden bursting of her chamber door. A band of adventurers had bull-rushed through her castle's defenses, and made it all the way to her place of power. Their plan was, it seemed, to start off 12 strong and just sacrifice one after another just to reach her throne room. Rather heartless she thought, but so far it had been the most effective strategy to getting to her place.

"Vile queen!" The warrior who lead the party huffed. Behind him a spear-wielder and a holy mage dragon of the white cloth stood ready. "We have come to end your reign of darkness! Prepare yourself for... for..." The warrior paused bewildered as Kauko didn't even seem to pay them mind. His sword dropped to his side as his face showed only confusion with the Queen's actions. She leant across her throne and dipped a strawberry in what seemed to be liquid rubber, then proceeded to eat it.

"I'm sorry, hold on." Said Kauko chewing her snack and raising an index finger to quiet the adventurers. After a few savory bites it was gone, and she clapped her hands. "You do know there's only three of you left." Kauko said with a smirk and relaxed in her throne. "Right?" The rubber-skinned queen of the castle lifted with a dainty grasp a whip that sat on her armrest and cracked it with authority in the air. Multiple candles burst to life from her action, and the whole of the Queen's throne room was illuminated with nearly two dozen onyx rubber statues of petrified heroes of all types that had made it there only to be made into pretty statues for the queen to gaze at. "And though you seem ready to go, I'm not so sure about your other two...who's that behind you brave warrior?" The Queen regarded the trio like someone handing out candy at Halloween. Is that a spearman, and some kind of white mage? Oh I don't yet have a white mage in my collection. I do so savor the ability to corrupt anyone, and white magic would be a very pretty thing to corrupt."

The trio of heroes seemed now hesitant, worried even as silence overtook the room. All their bravado it appeared had delivered them to this Queen of rubber just to become her statues. The white mage, Vyrnen specifically felt unease at the aspect of becoming just a rubberized object for her amusement.
Kauko cracked her whip again, and a giant glossy orb floated up from behind her throne. "Go. Turn them into rubbery statues and playthings for me to mold and toy with as I please." The orb didn't respond in any fashion save to float silently forward, it's surface rippling like a pond.

"Hah, you think that trifle orb of magic can stop our party! I think no-" The brave warrior and leader of the group was frozen solid in place by a thick stream of black rubber that sprayed from the sentinel of Kauko and was left bravely petrified. His adventuring gear melted from his rubberized form until just a nude figure with sword and shield bared stood there. Behind him the spear-wielder and the white mage burst into a frantic run. In seconds the spear and its owner were petrified as well, and now only the white mage was left running for his life.

"No no no! I knew I shouldn't have come along on this!" A frantic last minute shield of white light exploded from his casting rod and protected him from a large stream of rubber. Vyrnen was thrown off his footing as another unending glob of rubber splashed across his barrier, and once knocked to his knees a tiny blob of rubber touched his lapel. In seconds it spread and began to melt through his clothing. He looked around for an exit in fear, only to find his legs and feet partially glued to the ground. "No! I can do this! I can beat this thing!" Vyrnen's magical knowledge was limited to healing and defense, but he was determined, and the white light of his mage craft grew ever brighter as the orb descended upon him, in the short distance the bodies of his former allies now rubberized statues.

As more of the dragon's clothing was melted through by the rubber spread and his body was bound up in the tight cocoon it formed, Vyrnen poured ever more of his spellcraft into defending himself in a desperate bid to fight off the orb. Now it was just a question of what ran out first. A dragon's mana, or an orb's seemingly endless amount of rubber.