Blackacre warily grabs the nearest wand and the second-nearest blue potion. He looks quizzically at La Sireene as he prepares to drink and cast.
"Always game for a game," the druid responds.
La Siréene reaches with come-hither, long, ivory fingers for a red-colored potion, and sips it like a fine champagne. She takes a wand and flicks it at Caromarc. The onyx jewel floating around him rotates and streams a jet of shadow energy in his direction!
"OW!"
This is not comfortable... Finery, gems, wands, potions and riddles. I can't fix this.
Quinn stares at the wand he has choosen and then looks at the flask holding the blue liquid. The monk decides to drink his flask after seeing Gaston drink his. "Oh Well....Bottoms up. He drinks every drop.
The monk then stares at his left, Ianez, then at his right at Sandru. "I hate to do this friend Sandru but you can are strong enough to takes the licks. My sincerest of apologies." Quinn winks at Sandru then starts to wave the wand in the air eventually pointing it at Sandru.
When he sees La Sireene reach for a potion, Blackacre drinks his own blue potion and pops it in Caromarc's direction.
That action performed, he winces.
Caromarc braces himself
The onyx floating around Caromarc rotates and streams another jet of shadow energy at him!*
The topaz floating around Sandru rotates and hits him with a sonic blast!
"Your friend's guess is on the right track" says the impish voice, who is referring to Ianez.
Mix and match,
drink and try,
hopefully you all won't die!
"Self destruction as a pastime. How very human."
La Siréeene grins mischievously.
"Well then, if those be the rules ... one for my eyes, one for my hair, then."
La Siréene takes a bottle of yellow, and a bottle of blue, sips them both, and, with reckless flair, targets herself with the wand she used on Caromarc.
As he watches La Sireene drink two potions, the inquisitor's eyebrows perk up. Wait a minute - mix and match - Ianez, perhaps we mix not by casting at the same time, but by drinking two potions. Try drinking both red and yellow, then fire at me.
Blackacre then grabs and consumes a yellow potion.
As he points his wand in Sandru's direction, he says, Let's test that color matching theory.
The emerald floating around La Siréene turns, releasing a spray of acid!
The topaz near Sandru rotates and blares rings of sonic energy in his face!
"Tee-hee!" the unseen trickster laughs. "Don't give up! You're on the right track!"
The inquisitor's logical mind begins to race - Matching colors does not seem to work. Perhaps we should try opposite colors?
Quinn takes and drinks the yellow and red liquids. Then he point the wand at himself and waits for what comes next.
The ruby orbiting Quinn turns and zaps him with a bolt of electricity! BZZZAP!
"Quinn, I think you want the yellow and blue. Here, let me try." Ianez takes and drinks a mouthful of red and a mouthful of yellow, then points his wand at himself.
Blackacre watches Ianez closely as he reaches for a blue potion, then a yellow one.
There's a sound like glass smashing, and a tinkling of frost. The sapphire circling Ianez fades away and is no more. The archaeologist rises out of the circle, just above everyone, and starts to spin in a counter-clockwise direction. He rises through a darkened tunnel; on the sides hang a variety of fancifully framed mirrors.
There's a howl of delight. "One of you did it! Congrats! Congrats!"
Now for part 2, at least for you.
Look up to the ceiling and say yikes
You're floating up toward a row of spikes!
Figure out the word that you must say
To sink down and live another day!
Quinn does as Ianez suggested. He takes and drinks a yellow and blue then point the wand at himself.
There's a sound like a machine short-circuiting, and a generator powering down. The ruby orbiting Quinn fades away and is no more. He rises out of the circle, like Ianez, and starts to spin in a counter-clockwise direction too. He starts rising through the darkened tunnel hung with mirrors.
Blackacre drinks the yellow potion, then fires his wand at Caromarc.
...
He then shrugs, drinks the blue potion, and tries to shoot the tigerseye orbiting his body.
The onyx shoots a beam of shadow energy at Caromarc!
There's a hiss of steam, and a whiff of sulfur. The tigerseye circling Blackacre fades away and is no more. He rises out of the circle and starts to spin in a counter-clockwise direction with Ianez and Quinn. He starts rising through the darkened tunnel decorated with mirrors.
I watch at their antics, puppets serving some puppet master... but it is madness and I can make no sense of it.
Quinn looks around wondering if anyone else is around him. "I can not explain what is happen.... Is anyone else around....hello."
What am I supposed to say? Wait, what was that rhyme? "Yikes!" Hmmm...how about-- "Please!"
I'm going to die because I never learned to paint?!?
Calm down Jornel. It's not red, or blue, or yellow, It must be a combination. There are only three combinations. Red & blue, red & yellow, blue & yellow. Red & blue has already been tried, so it is yellow and then either blue or red. Or yellow and blue and red!
Believing he has solved the riddle Caromarc drinks all three potions and blasts himself.
Ianez makes two incorrect guesses, and rises 15 feet towards the deadly spikes!
Quinn and Blackacre drift slowly but inexorably upward, rising five feet each.
Caromarc drinks all three potions - each primary color mixing into secondary colors. All of these blend to include the entire light spectrum, resulting in pure white light. The opposite of black.
There's a sound...the thumping of insomnia, followed by a demon's guttural roar! The onyx circling Caromarc fades away and is no more. The wizard rises out of the circle and starts to spin in a counter-clockwise direction with Ianez, Quinn, and Blackacre. He rises through the darkened tunnel hung with mirrors.
Caromarc also drifts up five feet.
"Tee-hee!" thrills the voice. "You're all too smart! You'll solve this in no time!"
Drinking a red potion... I target the Druidess.
Damn, I don't have time to think! If only I had time to r--wait! "Reflect!"
There's a sound like rumbling earth, and bubbling of acids. The emerald circling La Siréene fades away and is no more. She rises away from the lightwell and Sandru, and starts to spin in a counter-clockwise direction with the others. She drifts up through the darkened tunnel as well.
Ianez's guess is incorrect. He levitates up another five feet!
Drinking red and blue, I target myself.
There's a warped tone, and a loud decibel that gets swallowed into silence. The topaz orbiting Sandru fades away and is no more. He rises away from the lightwell, and starts to spin in a counter-clockwise direction with the rest of the party. He too drifts up through the darkened tunnel with mirrors.
I shake my head, clearing my thoughts... The mirrors reflect as time winds backwards. Reflect... Back..
REMEMBER!
Sandru's guess is incorrect. He levitates five feet higher toward the ceiling!
Blackacre yells out, Opposite!
He turns to the others as they float around. What else? Ianez tried Yikes...
Blackacre's guess is incorrect. He levitates five feet higher toward the spikes!
The voice chimes in -
You're thinking in the right direction.
Let's hope you experience a reversal of fortune!
Give it your energy
And you'll figure it out!
"Clockwise."
Down.
Ianez and Sandru both continue their dangerous ascent!
"Descend"
"Stop"
"Luck."
"Life."
Quinn suggests several incorrect words, and levitates up 20 feet towards the spikes!
Going up...
Hint #2: BZZZAP!
You're thinking in the right direction.
Let's hope you experience a reversal of fortune!
Give it your energy
And you'll figure it out!
"Color me impressed!" says the voice.
La Siréene laughs as she starts to ascend.
"Why, thanks, Sandru! Now, lets try - up."