Mordecai crested the dune and looked onto the wadi he and his halfling guide Guilsin had discovered on their 4 week trek out towards the tomb of the Necro Empire. The wadi was actually fed by the spring in the oasis they had discovered, it formed a riparian area descending into the canyon Mordecai had been climbing out of for three days. The wadi itself disappeared back underground no more than half a days journey from the oasis towards the tomb, so there had been little water or food for two and a half days. Water for an ice sorcerer was not a real concern ever, but Mordecai hadn’t eaten in three days and was famished. He had to leave his supplies at the main entrance to the Necro tomb when he fled via the head priest’s back entrance. He had cursed himself for not looking for a wedge of cheese or even an apple on his way out. Still he had made it and was looking forward even to a traveler’s biscuit from their supplies.
Mordecai emerged from the canyon and the wadi spilling down it into the oasis he and Guilsin had camped at. They had decided it would be best for him to stay here with a good vantage to see approaching tomb dwellers or their allies, and to have a place to keep the horses watered and fed along with himself. It was morning and the sun was up, this time of the year it wasn’t oppressively hot but it was still the desert and there was some sweat trickling down Mordecai’s brow as he made his way towards where they had set up camp. He began calling out to Guisin but there was no reply, that, combined with the fact the birds were quiet as well was an ill omen Mordecai was certain. He eased his arcane caduceus from his belt and began creeping forward more mindful of the noise he was making.
When Mordecai had come within 3 or 4 stone’s throw of where they had camped he was creeping in a low crouch through some reeds in grassy marshy area when he nearly tripped and fell, when he looked down he let out a yelp. He had found Guilsin, at least the top portion of him. His face twisted in a death grimace of pain and horror. Mordecai also saw what he believed was the back left haunch of one of their horses. It was then that luck was on his side and his back was to the sun, because he caught the flash of the shadow from behind with just enough time to drop and roll hard to his left. A massive form Mordecai judged swarmed past him glancing off him along its path of travel and knocking him much further than he intended to roll. When he got to his feet he was dripping with mud and water and looked towards the threat. He saw the sinewy body rise up from the reeds, a massive serpent bigger around than a man. It reared up to nearly twice his height before opening its mouth wide in a grotesque hiss and bearing its fangs.
It held its mouth and in a brief inspiration Mordecai again threw himself aside to the left just as the beast let out a stream of venomous spittle most of which sprayed past him. Some however splashed onto him and he let out a yell as this foul smelling slime burned on his skin. The beast closed its mouth and reared back again opening its maw and bearing its fangs, but this time Mordecai struck first. Two quick gestures with both his hands and an arcane word and bolts of frost lanced out from him striking the monster square in its wide open mouth. It dropped low and swirled in a angry whirlwind opening and slamming its chilled jaws. When it reared up again Mordecai uttered more mystic words and made a more quick gestures then suddenly a swirling whirlwind of snow and ice sprang to life next to the beast and smashed into it. It was knocked aside and down a bit.
The serpent opened its mouth and lunged at the vortex only to bite a mouthful of swirling frozen air and stinging ice crystals. It reared back again and once more Mordecai hurled more bolts of frost at the beast, catching it this time in the side of its massive head. It was staggered again by the blasts and turned its monstrous eyes back towards Mordecai. He could tell it intended to lunge and with a gesture the whirlwind of ice crashed into the beast from behind once more. The serpent was knocked forward and nearly flat by the impact, Mordecai left it positioned on top of the beast, flaying its scaly hide with crystals of ice tearing at it. He then began to chant and hold his hands in front of himself. A blue glowing sphere manifested and he threw his hands palm forward at the beast. Shards of lance sized ice flew at the monster just as it drew itself up again, it managed to dodge a pair of them, however three struck home with one piercing through the back of the beasts head via its mouth. Mordecai moved the whirlwind back onto the beast and it was twisted in a circle and its now limp lifeless remains hurled onto the bank of the reedy marsh.
Mordecai breathing heavily stomped up onto the shore next to the dead serpent. He fired several more bolts of arcane frost into its head to make sure it was truly dead before turning back to Guilsin’s remains. He dragged them back to their camp. There was still one terrified horse tied up to a date palm and a good deal of their supplies strewn about but still present. Mordecai gathered what he needed together and even managed to find another wandering horse which he coaxed back to camp. He burned Guilsin’s remains with arcane fire not wanting him to serve as some beasts meal. Not knowing if the serpent nested alone Mordecai choose to load up and leave once he was done. He took some dead reckoning estimates and began the four week trek back towards Tal Afaya.