A Perfect Circle - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
15/11/475
Log
Tis a fine November Sunday. The wind is crisp and chill as suits the fall, but the air itself remains somewhat warm with how close the city is to the tropic line. Tis a fine time to explore, and what to explore? Why the thing the Good King wants explored of course. The letter explains clearly: Ruins have been located under the city, and we beleive there is something of vital importance to all the gifted of the city, and in turn, to the world as a whole. You serve yourself, your king, and your country, by retrieving it.
Attached is a rather detailed sketch of what looks like an orb with math doodled all over it.
Bite idly sways a bit as she reads the letter once again, entertaining thoughts and trying to keep ready to act. She studies the math with all her being, trying to decipher it.
Angus leans on his musket looking a little bored as he scans the note again wondering what it just might be that they were looking for.
Wulf reaches up to her nose and pulls on it as she stands to the entrance of the underground ruins. She has previously explored part of these ruins and she's already got a rope out, just in case.
Zevran scans the letter again as he approaches, although the math on it is no more decipherable to him now than it was when he first recieved the letter. He sighs and puts it away, glancing towards the others of the group although he remains silent.
The entrance to the ruins are in a dry portion of the sewers, clearly marked and cordoned off for less adventurous citizens. It is a rough hole in the stone leading down to darkness below. Someone already tied a rope and left it there, convenience.
Ictus hmms as he reads the letter as he approaches the sewers and looks into them with a sigh, "Well, for king and country." he chuckles as he looks to the others
Wulf grins and nods. "Indeed AND my rope is still here from the last time I was down there, so need to hop inta the hole" bending over she hooks the unused rope on her belt, bends over grabs the rope to wrap about part of her waist and drops down into the sewer backwards. "Geronimo!"
Bite slithers to the rope and follows Wulf, stowing her letter to decipher later. She takes her time up until the end, and then drops down safely with a bit of wind magics.
Ryyn arriving a bit late to the party he waited for his turn before making sure all was secure and going down the rope.
Angus sighs and throws his musket over his shoulder before grabbing the rope as well. He glances down into the sewer, wondering just what might be down there, before he drops down to follow the rest of the group.
Zevran eyes the rope warily, unsure if it would support his weight. Shrugging, he moves over to the rope and uses it to descend into the hole, careful not to let his spiked armor or sword scrape against the walls.
Ictus blinks as Zevran breaks the rope and shakes his head, "Damnit... Anyone have another rope?" he thinks a bit and grins as he recites some divine math as he jumps down the hole, gently landing on the bottom
Wulf smirks and hops off to the side away from any immenent crashing. "Lookout!" the Husky does have the rope she had earlier hooked onto her belt.
Bite moves aside as the rope breaks and frowns. This just makes getting back up that much harder. As soon as the Rhino lands, she quizzes a "Are you okay?" to him, taking in her surroundinggs before offering him help.
Ryyn facepalms a little as he hears the rope snap "Great now how are we supposed to get out of this sewer? It smells in here" starts to look around into the dark damp sewer
The sewers above were actually in the dry section, and the section below, where the party now stands, is ancient and dusty, with very little moisture to be found, and strange walls made of some metal like material. Clearly of Creator fabrication and beyond any modern day crafter's ability.
Zevran only sighs as the rope snaps and leaves him plummeting. He falls headfirst, but sticks his arms out towards the ground. As they make contact , he flexes his arms to push off. The maneuver prevents him from snapping his wrists, and he is able to recover into a roll. He stands up, brushing some grime off his shoulder pads. "I'm fine. But somebody should have brought stronger rope." He replies to Bite, holding up part of the snapped rope. He takes a moment to glance around his surroundings.
Angus had already moved out of the way before the rope snapped. He was looking down a side tunnel as he hears Zevran fall. "Guess you should of kept your wings it seems." He smiles before going quiet looking at their surroundings.
Ictus hmms as he looks around as the others that were still up top climb down and looks around at the walls curiously, "Interesting..."
Wulf laughs and moves over to Zevran, taking the rope from his grips. "Ha, that things been here for a few days and.... well it wasn't meant for heavy folk. I've brought an extra rope though, and it's much stronger."
Bite giggles and begins preparing some form of spell as she looks the walls over, then looks out into the tunnel. "You'll be okay sssweetie." she hisses.
Ryyn walks over to where the two others are looking at the wall as he scratches it a little and smells "Is.. this metal? I've never seen anything like this" looks at the others in slight confusion
Wulf tosses the rope back at Zevran, wrapping it around his horn as she turns around to regard Ryy while she produces a lamp. "We were kind of wondering what it was when my group got down here too... well I was at least."
The metal resists passive attempts to scratch it, standing proud and unmarred.
Ictus looks to Ryyn and nods, "It is metal, creator made. Very strong stuff."
Zevran crosses his eyes as he tries to look at the rope on his horn. "It's a nice decoration, but it's not really my color." He chuckles, unwinding it and placing in inside his pack. He moves towards the wall with the others, running his fingers across the metal before looking down the tunnel. "If only I had armor and a sword made of this stuff." He mutters quietly.
It's not far past the entrance before the group comes across a small room with a strange pedestal and a stranger looking device mounted on top. It shines light off into the darkness, a rough hole in a white wall leading to a tunnel.
Bite begins to slither down the tunnel, stopping only to ensure that everyone begins to follow her. "We should proceed sssweeties." she offers as she moves foward with her prepared spell at ready.
Ryyn bit upset that the walls remained unmarred he nodded following the snake reading his musket as he followed her down the tunnel "that stuff would fetch a pretty crown"
Wulf managed to get her lamp lit before they arrived at the rooom that her own expidition had stopped at. "Dag... should have brought a white sheet so that we could watch the moving picture again... "
Ictus nods to Bite and hmms at the device, "Interesting..." he glares at Ryyn and shakes his head, "And defile something of the creators making?"
Zevran follows the group into the small room, taking a moment to look around before focusing his attention on the device in the center. "I wonder what it does." He says.
Bite inspects the device, gauging it's weight and listening for anything inside as she gives it a prod.
Ryyn looks at the device in the center of the room not making much off it at first other than it has moving parts "How much do you think it is worth?"
It softly humms, and it warm to the touch, but otherwise unresponsive. It is securely attached to its pedestal, making weighing it quite troublesome.
Wulf points at the broken wall. "It puts a moving picture up there! Sadly it seems to need something to show up against it, I think." With that she heads over to the broken wall and lifts her lantern into the darkness looking out for potential threats. "It's worth more than your hide, thats what I think. Besides it's something that should be shared with everyone else, not sold off to a collector of antiquities..."
Bite hides a frown as she hears Ryyn, but giggles. She inspects the pedestal before glancing over to the illuminated darkness. "We could just take the pedestal." she muses.
Ryyn looks over at the snake who seems to have a practiced eye for things of this nature after hearing Wulf "Want to split it fifty fifty?" he whispers this to the snake
Zevran chuckles at Bite's suggestion. "Oh, and I suppose you would want me to carry it?" He asks. He watches Ryyn warily, suspicious after the fox suggested selling the item earlier. However, he soon loses interest and turns his attention to the tunnel at the back of the room. "So, anybody know what's down there?"
Ictus sighs at the two and shakes his head, "We are /not/ taking this thing. We can get some priests down here when it's safe." he looks onwards and motions towards it, "Shall we?"
Angus crosses his arms and stands there on guard for danger as he glances at the tunnel. "Don't know. Want to check it out?" He draws his dagger feeling that it was to crowded for his musket and heads towards it.
Bite nods to Ictus. "We should discuss this on our way back, we don't need to carry this with us, and it's near the exit. We are here to find something else." she hisses and slithers in the gestured direction. She gives Ryyn a glance and a giggle as she passes.
Wulf lowers her lantern and hooks it onto her belt, while her less unweildy and shorter barrelled musket slips off her shoulder into her other hand. Hazarding a foot over to the other side of the wall, she presses it around feeling carefully for the ground"
The tunnel is, thankfully, mostly flat, if not for the rubble of what was once a white wall. Proceeding through the dark, the group encounters many intersections, each set of tunnels looking a lot like the one before. There is writing, but it's not in any modern language.
Zevran follows after the others through the hole in the wall. He is vaguely intrigued by the writing, he focuses on the path in front of him once he realizes he has no chance of understanding it.
Bite looks down every path they come across. "A maze?" she hisses and considers how to deal with this. She begins to keep count of how many intersections they pass, and in what direction.
Ryyn as the group left the room he keep his musket pointed up to move around easier with a practiced discipline from his time in the military as they came to the strange writing "This just keeps getting stranger doesn't it?"
Wulf shrugs as she offers a few glances at the writing, wishing she could read whatever the creators had recorded. "Maze, building cavern... still a pretty big complex or what have ya no matter how ya look at it."
Angus shakes his head as they move onward. He glances at th writing now and again as he watchs the side corridors on guard for an ambush.
One intersection after another, feeling a bit lost, taking notes, and suddenly, a choice with icons instead of words. One shows what looks like a heavy female, pointing left, another shows a big tree to the right, and directed forward, some kind of sphere with lines coming out of it, the sun?
Ictus looks at the writting and shakes his head before following the others to the intersection, "Hmm... Looks like we should go that way..." he points towards the path with the orb icon, "But I wouldn't be supprised if it was protected."
Zevran stops at the intersection, looking at each icon in turn. "I wouldn't doubt it is protected." He agrees with Ictus. Still, he glances at the other paths, wondering what secrets each holds.
Wulf scratches her head for a moment. "Bit too much fer this mind to try and decipher at the moment... and isn't that the way most ruins work? The place you need to go is always prtected somehow ain't it?"
Angus nods standing next to Wulf. "Thats usually the problem with ruins always boobie trapped." He looks at all three paths curious as to what they might hold.
Bite inspects them all. "Perhaps we should inspect each path and then decide? THe one on the left suggests it is for heavy folk, perhaps we should try the one on the right?"
Ryyn looks between the choices before replying to the snake "I guess it means for rogues and such go the way of the tree and the heavy folk down the other, and anyother to the orb perhaps?"
Angus looks over at Ryyn and gives hin a very vulpine smile. "But why should we rogues have all the fun and let the others go get the orb?"
Wulf hurmphs and looks at the heavy some more, remaining quiet as the others decide to go about things.
Adjusting her harness to make sure all is in order and testing at the dagger sheath to ensure the oiling's made for an easy, quick draw, Vanity heads out of the city gates, nodding to the guards.
The guards are nice enough to redirect Vanity back into the city, over to the sewers, down a hole, through some tunnels, frighteningly lost, and then, emerging from behind the group, comes a jogging Vanity, and who wouldn't be jogging when some mechanical -something- appears to be jogging behind them with metallic pincers clacking.
As the machination crumbles under a gust of flame, a new combatant it seen. When did Ryusho get there, in the tunnels beneath the city, in the old Creator tunnels? Huh. Well, he did help. And there they are.
Ryusho was....not exactly sure how he got here either...since as far as he knew he had been just..going along,a nd next thing eh knew he stumbled, found himself in here and in the middle of combat..
Bite carefully inspects Ryusho and prepares an explosive spell just in case it is needed. "What are you doing here sssweetie."
Zevran leans on his sword as the machine collapses before turning to Ryusho. "Nice timing." He says to the dragon in greeting.
Ryyn finishes reloading his musket as he sees ryusho come up to the group after the machine breaks
Wulf sets about reloading her Musket, breathing rapidly as she pack in the bullet and powder. "Daggum, whats with this place..."
Angus glares at the contraption making sure it is dead before sheathing his dagger. He turns around and looks at the group. "Is everyone alright?" That's when he notices Ryusho. "Oh hello, thank you for the help."
Ryusho slowly would looks around as he rubs his head a bit, "..I don't know..I mean, I had been working in my shop slightly, getting ready to make some items, started to head to the back room to c hange into my forging equipment..tripped somehow and...next thing I knew as I caught my balance...I was ..in the middle of all this..." he says as he seems more then slightly baffled....
Drawing out a cloth to smoothly wipe clean her dagger, Vanna slides out a secondary cloth and begins re-oiling the blade before slipping it back into its sheath, "So... what /was/ that, anyway? And, why was it assaulting us?" Her voice a throaty tenor.
Angus crushes down beside the now dead creature. "Honeslty I have no idea." He pokes it with his knife, turning it over to get a better look at it, and turns to them. "Whatever it was it didn't want us to continue on." He stands back up to stare at the three paths infront of them. "That means we must be close to our objective."
Wulf chuckles "I think I agree with you... but we must be wary still. No telling what's gonna pop up next."
