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| − | <div></div> | + | <div></div><br> <br>Fenris is once more leading the group. He has not spoken about where he was yesterday, but he has not asked any questions either. The fluffy feline has led the intrepid adventurers as far as the bridge spanning the chasm, where he stops to look thoughtfully at the shattered gates. "So," he says, "You had a tour of the lower town I hear?"<br> <br>Zuri hops after Fenris, tail flitting around curiously behind him. He smiles up at the big tiger. "Yea! Mister Olloch took us on a tour of the city, and taught us a bit of history and such. He seemed really familiar with what happened here, and also.. uhm.. a bit upset by it all. I kinda wanted to ask him more but I didn't want to make him more upset." He peers down the chasm, letting down a little 'woah'.<br> <br>Rokarion followed behind the salamander as he inspected his equipment before nodding his head, "And he said that he sent you to entertain someone, what was that all about?" the plant being asked with a rub of his chin, "Looks like spirits do not really respect other people's engagements." the plant commented idly. <br> <br>Kazel walks behind the others, her eyes and mind focused on her small black book once more, but she closes it as the others start talking. She perks up her ears and casts a look about her surroundings, before crossing her arms, as she keeps walking.<br> <br>Cassidy keeps her hands in her pockets as she saunts along, glancing over at Natska. "It was quite an interesting tour. If I had any sympathy for the people before, I didn't once the tour was done. I'm fairly convinced they deserved what they got."<br> <br>Natska gives Cassidy a small nod as she continues along beside her wife, listening to the rest of the group talk. She gives Cassidy a small smile at the comment, then shrugs her shoulders. "Assuming it was the truth, although we have no reason to believe otherwise."<br> <br>Fenris smiles at Rokarion. "No," he says, "They don't seem to much care about the plans the rest of us might make. My attention was requested by one of the old patrons of the city. The dreamer had rather a lot to say about the people who once lived here." The tiger leads the way across the bridge, surprisingly still whole after all this time. "I am afraid there won't be time for a tour of the upper city today," he says, "But we will see the vault today. I think that your guide yesterday gave you an accurate description of the city's history." |
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| + | The upper city shows all the signs of strife and destruction that were absent in the lower part of the city. This is certainly where the armies of conquest truly did their work.<br> <br>Zuri follows along after Fenris, peering down the chasm with a mix of curiosity and awe. His attention is only captured back when they enter the upper city proper, and he detaches from the group to dart ahead and inspect a piece of wreckage. <br> <br>Rokarion rubs his chin, "Accurate for his view." the plant being says as he walks with the group, "I do not doubt the city growing decadent, but that does not stop the spirit from spinning it for his court's benefit, and it was still more or less a genocide." the plant being comments as he looks down the chasm, "But back to today's mission. So do we know how to open the vault?" <br> <br>Kazel rolls her shoulder and nods at Rokarion. "Even though that is true, it does not change the fact that they did nothing really to defend themselves. Seems they did not even have a militia. Just a question of time till someone plucks a fruit this ripe."<br> <br>"That's fine," Cassidy says, rubbing the back of her head. "We can do the vault today. We can take a look through the upper city later. Not like it's going anywhere," she says, nodding at Natska. "Even if we have to do it just the two of us!"<br> <br>Natska smiles at that, and nods her head. "Yes. It should be safe enough." She looks back in the direction they are heading, tail swishing. "What did you learn of the people, Fenris?<br> <br>"Genocide?" Fenris asks, "Maybe. But it is not my place to cast judgement. The Dreamer didn't." The big tiger leads the way along the ruined streets straight to the great keep at the pinnacle of the city. "I can open the vault," he says, "Though I don't think that anyone will much like what we will see there." He looks at the shattered doors of the keep, then ducks into the shady interior where a great and terrible statue of Vasht's hideous head is set in the wall. "Mostly history that was ancient even when the city fell, Natska," he answers, walking up to the statue and murmuring a few words as he touches the statue in a few spots that click and move under his fingers. "Are we ready?" he asks, looking at the group.<br> <br>Zuri looks between Rokarion and Kazel as they speak, and was about to make a comment of his own when he's distracted by their arrival at the vault. He lets out a little 'ooh!' as he darts over to the depiction of Vasht, looking up at it with both curiosity and apprehension. He nods at Fenris. "Y-yea, let's go for it!" He smiles brightly, choosing to go with curiotity.<br> <br>"No one is casting judgement here, just stating the facts." the plant being answers as he looks at the vault, "Hmmm, very well, let us go then. We can talk history once we are done."<br> <br>Kazel shrugs. "Lets go already. We have really been waiting on this island long enough now." The bat draws her axe with one hand, a wicked looking thing.<br> <br>Cassidy eyes the statue over, before nodding at Fenris. "Sure. And why do you think we won't like what we find there? Will it truly be any worse than the things we've seen so far? Perhaps if it is nothing at all. That would be disappointing. An empty vault."<br> <br>Natska comes to an easy stop, still standing next to Cassidy. She settles into a loose, readied stance, lets her hand rest near the hilt of her sword, and she gives Fenris a nod. "Ready."<br> <br>The head of Vasht swings slowly open with a reverbrating groan revealing a dark hole beyond. The foul smell of stale air drifts from within, along with the smell of something old, dry and foul.<br> <br>Zuri skips out in front of the hidden passage as it starts to creak open, and gets a face-full of rancid air that leaves him reeling. He blinks and wipes his eyes. "Oh blech! That stinks!" He pinches his nose with one hand while holding his bow with the other, then speaks in a nasal-y voice as he darts inside. "I was gonna say last one in is a rotten egg but I think someone in here beat us to it!"<br> <br>Rokarion sighs and shakes his head as Zuri darts in, the plant being's face cringes for a moment before returning to normal as the smell hits him, not even his aroma could beat the smell of most likely old corpses or spoiled food, but at least it made it more bearable for himself. "Zuri, be careful, and don't just dart like that. There might be traps or other dangers." <br> <br>Kazel cringes her nose and folds her ears as the smell hits her, but remains silent. She makes her way into the vault as well, her axe still in her hand as she pulls a small torch which she lights with a snap of her fingers and takes it in her free hand. | ||
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Fenris is once more leading the group. He has not spoken about where he was yesterday, but he has not asked any questions either. The fluffy feline has led the intrepid adventurers as far as the bridge spanning the chasm, where he stops to look thoughtfully at the shattered gates. "So," he says, "You had a tour of the lower town I hear?"
Zuri hops after Fenris, tail flitting around curiously behind him. He smiles up at the big tiger. "Yea! Mister Olloch took us on a tour of the city, and taught us a bit of history and such. He seemed really familiar with what happened here, and also.. uhm.. a bit upset by it all. I kinda wanted to ask him more but I didn't want to make him more upset." He peers down the chasm, letting down a little 'woah'.
Rokarion followed behind the salamander as he inspected his equipment before nodding his head, "And he said that he sent you to entertain someone, what was that all about?" the plant being asked with a rub of his chin, "Looks like spirits do not really respect other people's engagements." the plant commented idly.
Kazel walks behind the others, her eyes and mind focused on her small black book once more, but she closes it as the others start talking. She perks up her ears and casts a look about her surroundings, before crossing her arms, as she keeps walking.
Cassidy keeps her hands in her pockets as she saunts along, glancing over at Natska. "It was quite an interesting tour. If I had any sympathy for the people before, I didn't once the tour was done. I'm fairly convinced they deserved what they got."
Natska gives Cassidy a small nod as she continues along beside her wife, listening to the rest of the group talk. She gives Cassidy a small smile at the comment, then shrugs her shoulders. "Assuming it was the truth, although we have no reason to believe otherwise."
Fenris smiles at Rokarion. "No," he says, "They don't seem to much care about the plans the rest of us might make. My attention was requested by one of the old patrons of the city. The dreamer had rather a lot to say about the people who once lived here." The tiger leads the way across the bridge, surprisingly still whole after all this time. "I am afraid there won't be time for a tour of the upper city today," he says, "But we will see the vault today. I think that your guide yesterday gave you an accurate description of the city's history."
The upper city shows all the signs of strife and destruction that were absent in the lower part of the city. This is certainly where the armies of conquest truly did their work.
Zuri follows along after Fenris, peering down the chasm with a mix of curiosity and awe. His attention is only captured back when they enter the upper city proper, and he detaches from the group to dart ahead and inspect a piece of wreckage.
Rokarion rubs his chin, "Accurate for his view." the plant being says as he walks with the group, "I do not doubt the city growing decadent, but that does not stop the spirit from spinning it for his court's benefit, and it was still more or less a genocide." the plant being comments as he looks down the chasm, "But back to today's mission. So do we know how to open the vault?"
Kazel rolls her shoulder and nods at Rokarion. "Even though that is true, it does not change the fact that they did nothing really to defend themselves. Seems they did not even have a militia. Just a question of time till someone plucks a fruit this ripe."
"That's fine," Cassidy says, rubbing the back of her head. "We can do the vault today. We can take a look through the upper city later. Not like it's going anywhere," she says, nodding at Natska. "Even if we have to do it just the two of us!"
Natska smiles at that, and nods her head. "Yes. It should be safe enough." She looks back in the direction they are heading, tail swishing. "What did you learn of the people, Fenris?
"Genocide?" Fenris asks, "Maybe. But it is not my place to cast judgement. The Dreamer didn't." The big tiger leads the way along the ruined streets straight to the great keep at the pinnacle of the city. "I can open the vault," he says, "Though I don't think that anyone will much like what we will see there." He looks at the shattered doors of the keep, then ducks into the shady interior where a great and terrible statue of Vasht's hideous head is set in the wall. "Mostly history that was ancient even when the city fell, Natska," he answers, walking up to the statue and murmuring a few words as he touches the statue in a few spots that click and move under his fingers. "Are we ready?" he asks, looking at the group.
Zuri looks between Rokarion and Kazel as they speak, and was about to make a comment of his own when he's distracted by their arrival at the vault. He lets out a little 'ooh!' as he darts over to the depiction of Vasht, looking up at it with both curiosity and apprehension. He nods at Fenris. "Y-yea, let's go for it!" He smiles brightly, choosing to go with curiotity.
"No one is casting judgement here, just stating the facts." the plant being answers as he looks at the vault, "Hmmm, very well, let us go then. We can talk history once we are done."
Kazel shrugs. "Lets go already. We have really been waiting on this island long enough now." The bat draws her axe with one hand, a wicked looking thing.
Cassidy eyes the statue over, before nodding at Fenris. "Sure. And why do you think we won't like what we find there? Will it truly be any worse than the things we've seen so far? Perhaps if it is nothing at all. That would be disappointing. An empty vault."
Natska comes to an easy stop, still standing next to Cassidy. She settles into a loose, readied stance, lets her hand rest near the hilt of her sword, and she gives Fenris a nod. "Ready."
The head of Vasht swings slowly open with a reverbrating groan revealing a dark hole beyond. The foul smell of stale air drifts from within, along with the smell of something old, dry and foul.
Zuri skips out in front of the hidden passage as it starts to creak open, and gets a face-full of rancid air that leaves him reeling. He blinks and wipes his eyes. "Oh blech! That stinks!" He pinches his nose with one hand while holding his bow with the other, then speaks in a nasal-y voice as he darts inside. "I was gonna say last one in is a rotten egg but I think someone in here beat us to it!"
Rokarion sighs and shakes his head as Zuri darts in, the plant being's face cringes for a moment before returning to normal as the smell hits him, not even his aroma could beat the smell of most likely old corpses or spoiled food, but at least it made it more bearable for himself. "Zuri, be careful, and don't just dart like that. There might be traps or other dangers."
Kazel cringes her nose and folds her ears as the smell hits her, but remains silent. She makes her way into the vault as well, her axe still in her hand as she pulls a small torch which she lights with a snap of her fingers and takes it in her free hand.
