There is little else to find that will be of any use in the basement, and nothing else to learn unless you want to ask the Eye a question, otherwise you can leave the basement whenever you are ready
Where would I go? Miagnik echoed to himself after he had a moment to calm down a little. Despite the Eye's claims that it wouldn't destroy them, he was still very apprehensive about staying anywhere near it. Probably back to the palace of the Vampire Queen. Somehow that place seemed a lot safer by comparison than here.
But before he could think anything else.
A small voice suddenly pipes up, growing louder.
"I've had just about as much as I can take of this fool."
Maelodakh plants her feet on the ground, and strikes a dominant pose before the altar the eye rests upon. She makes a grand show of looking the thing up and down.
"You talk a lot, and with much... bravura. I disdain bullies, and…bodiless entities that proclaim much power. You may have much power. And knowledge. But what of friends? Or understanding from other entities. From where I'm standing you're just a gobbledy, sad little maniacal eye inhabiting a dank cellar in the arse end of nowhere. Threatening visitors and lording over cobwebs and other assorted vermin. How does that sit with your chthonic plans for world domination?"
She turns on her heel, showing the creature her back.
"It talks to me. [here taps head with one sooty fingernail] In here. It compels me…to buy stuff? I do not like it. At all. "
Miagnik stared wide-eyed at Maelodakh. He wasn't sure if she was entirely too brave, stupid, or some mix of the two to realize that antagonizing the Eye was possibly the worst decision she could have made!
Then it simply replied.
I – suppose
He was stunned again.
Was it really so uncaring as to ignore Mae's obvious affront? If so then maybe it wouldn't care destroy them at a question. "How did you get so powerful?" he asked in his mind.
|Eye of the Lakoradak|
The eye moves so slowly toward Miagnik that for a moment it seems that some line has been crossed, a place reached where there is no point of return, and then,
"a pointless inquiry, for in the answer nothing is gained. How did I become - this? Was it because I struggled, I endured, I schemed, I betrayed, I demanded, I manipulated, I controlled, I killed, I saved, I brooded, I planned, I waited, I fled, I hid, I conquered...no. I t - was - none - of - these - things."
"I am this because of the only thing that allows power to grow unchecked, uncontrolled, unimaginable. I am this because of apathy."
"Because I learned that when the world forgets that it is afraid of you, when the heroes do not care if you are real or not, when the Gods can only hear the prayers of their flocks, when you are silent, when you stop trying to be cared about, that is when you become more than they can understand."
"and because of the apathy of the universe, I see everything, I know much, and I, care, little."
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Mae shakes her head in evident disdain.
"That is literally no answer to anything I said. I think this orb has little brain. May we leave now?" she asks matter-of-factly.
Sometimes it pays to be polite. I do not want to get royal here and now. Not with that mad... thing... poisoning our minds...
"Stop." Hal said, steel in his voice. "We are done here. Shut up, grab what you need and get out. All of us. Go."
He stared at Mae, Miagnik and Rowing with a combination of worry and anger, waiting for them to decide what was really important to them. Every fiber of his being was wanting to get out of this place, but he was not going to leave until the rest of them were safely out.
At Hallister's words Miagnik came back to himself. He felt numb and had to remind himself how to breathe. Without so much as a word to anyone, he turned and left the way they had come. He did not pick anything up as he left. It felt as though it wouldn't matter. They had all seen a truth to the world, one he did not like, and one he wished they had not learned.
Some things are better left forgotten...
Mae looks at Hal with something approaching ....deep haught. She decides not to make a scene, and rather mumbles
"Stop. Go. Which is it? Make up your dwarfblessed mind..." before simply following after Miagnik, trailing her morningstar after her like a petulant child.
Day 10, 7:30 am (turn 46)It is morning. Location – Three Willows
The group learns almost nothing about what happened in the basement, and decides to return to the ruined building above.
you can take care of anything you think you need to do in the town, just go to the discussion thread with your ideas about what you need and I will organize it all into a game post to get us through this as soon as possible
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Bah so slow. Can;t resist this kind of lure for stephaine though. If everyone would be so kind as to step back into the way back machine for half a step.
"But." The gnome retorts at Hallister, having been silent since her muttering. "But that is exactly it isn't it. If we leave we will never know what happened here, never learn how much the Eye of Lakoradak might be willing to share on the events in the past that we so desperately need to know of. Where the Vampire queens lover lies, Omara's plans, where we can find the followers of 'The enduring one'" The gnome rants feverishly glancing to the others of her group.
"such bartering is dangerous, the tales tell so, but can we really afford to let the chance slide?"
Somebody had to stand in the magical quick sand. why not the brainy one?
Rownig listened to the banter, but decided not to ask any other questions. Rightfully he was concerned about how the Eye knew so much about him. Like my ol'pappy use to say, sometimes shush-up, and try to figure things out later. Hal's steely voice jerks him to reality, Rownig grabs a few loose items and backs out.
"Yes. We can afford it. Some questions are not worth the price you pay for answers. There is nothing we do not know that we cannot learn by other means. We do not traffic with monsters to fight monsters."
"Just walk away, Princess."
Stephaine falters for a moment on gain the full attention of Hallister but it is not for more than a moment before she sets her jaw. No, if we wait. If we take the high road, we run an even greater risk of losing everything.
"The tell me Hallister were will we find the site of a centuries old wrecked human vessel to retrieve the corpse of the vampire queens lover so we can put her to rest? How about the ancient ritual to properly put the queen to rest with? The location of the goblin priest we need to speak with? Omara's intended double cross so we can deal with it? the gnome asks with increasing fervor. As she looks solidly at the the Dwarf
"How will we discover all these things in three weeks with only the tools we currently have. Has the Helmsman whispered secrets to you in the night so that we might finally end this all? Or are we just going to have to muddle through as best we can with no information. While that happens we have to deal with the goblin tribes ready and willing to go to war with their neighbor because of a deceiver king and his deceiver goddess. never mind the other challenges we face."
the gnome responds to the grizzled dwarf, trying to reign in the irritation in her voice
" So should resign myself to losing at least one family member by the end of this then? One of the friends I have found in you all? Perhaps curl up once this is over and be thankful that while I have lost those I loved I managed to keep myself unstained from the darkness of the world? Perhaps you can accept that Hallister but I cannot."
The gnome lowers her face and does her best to breathe calmly, some small cracks of embarrassment in the corners of her face as she finishes off her rant. I've spent so long just following along. If I can't speak my mind i might as well put on a potato sack and go farm beets or some other common job like that.
Windel, now, near the exit of the basement stops during the Princess' rant. His bushy eyebrows raise suddenly as his stomach gurgles, he reaches inside his sack and pulls out a small glass jar of pickled beets and pops it open. The release of the suction breaks the the silence. "Sorry..."
I couldn't resist the beet mental commentary.
Miagnik stopped just at the edge of the stairs.
"Stephanie... that eye... it's more dangerous than anything we've seen or likely will again! I could feel it's power and every instinct I had was telling me to run. I want to end all of this as much as you do, but that thing could destroy us all in an instant and there is nothing any of us could do to stop it. Hallister is right, some answers just aren't worth the risk. We were lucky to leave once!"
He paused for a long moment and looked back at Stephanie.
"I care about you Stephanie. I'll help you stop the Vampire Queen and deal with Omara and Sir Guisse's plans. We'll find a way to end the curse. I'll help you end the save the rest of the Royal family. I'll help you put an end to the false Goblin King and his uprising. I'll do all these things, we'll muddle through in the time that we have somehow... but I will not go back to that room."
He took a step up the stairs facing forward.
"If you want your answers so bad then that's your choice. I'll be waiting for you outside."
"If that's all you lose you'll be getting out lucky." Hal growled. "You traffic with this thing, you'll lose a lot more."
"Every story I've ever heard about this thing ends in things worse than death. It steals souls. You know what that means? Ever really thought about it?"
"You want to risk that, its your choice, but if you do, we are done. I'll find another way, and it will be without you."
"Then, when this is all done, the Black Watch will send someone to kill you. If I'm still alive it will probably be me."
"Don't make me do that."