"We slept well. Are you in this place that we have come? if so, could you show yourself? Speaking with the mind is not the same as speaking face-to-face. We mean you no harm as long as you mean the same thing."
Hiro
With that two feline creatures that have the rosettes of jaguars fly up out of the hole. The only difference is that they have the hands of a human but the rest of their bodies are very much like that of a large jaguar.
Tree stands prepared to run if this turns south.
Tchk readies his rifle, waiting to see what the creatures do.
"It's okay. these fine beings," Hiru indicates the Jaguar people "are the ones who were communicating with their minds at me."
Turning back to the jaguars, Hiru will say "amd these are my friends, Sir Hobbes, Sir tree, and Sir Tchk. We are warriors of the light and are trying to stop the decay of the world."
Hiru
Tschkk
"No, we are warriors of the light. We bear crystals which have been fortold to be able to save the world. At least I do. My companions have not shown me their crystals yet, but I know they have them, for so the sacred book has shown me."
HIru
The intelligence of wood and fiber continues to wait to see how this will turn. Marveling at the lack of sudden attack from the Jags.
[b]"Do you know what this thing looks like? If so, we can know how best to deal with it."[/ooc]
Hiru
Hiru moves forward, now that he has the permission of the inhabitants.
Continues to wait to see if Hiru suddenly dies a painful death.
Tchk also watches closely.
As Hiru moves forward a green light from the wall flickers and then the door opens in a strange manner in that it disappears into the wall as if it never was there. Peering inside you see a staircase bathed in white light where the walls, floor and steps are all white. It looks extremely odd in that there is no dust here whatsoever. It is the cleanest thing you have ever seen in your entire lives it makes you uncomfortable.
The mass of bark and fiber that is the being tree grows tired of waiting for its companions to stop gawking at the door and does the first impulsive thing it has done in a while. It shoves itself through the door.
"Huzzah Sir Tree! Into the fray!"
Hiru will follow quickly after him.
You go down the stairs further and on the inside it brightly lit and cleaner than anything you have ever seen in your entire lives. The walls, floors and ceiling look to be made from metal material. You feel a sense of vertigo as the door behind you shut mysteriously. The walls are mostly a window and you get the feeling you are no longer on Gamma Terra anymore with what looks like you are on a space station overlooking another planet.
In front of you is a door and there is a hallway to the right leading to an open room.
The tree has had enough of the annoyance it currently feels towards the slowness of his companions. Continuing with his pet furry rat thing he continues down the hall to the right.
That Tree moves down the hallway and then behind a box sits a humanoid creature of live metal that looks at that tree in a confused matter and when Hiru follows it addresses Hiru and says, "Welcome to the Sagow Panchilate Enstoot, which used to be one of the leading sites of panchilate research in the Lake Mitchigloom region. Today it is an interactive museum. Would you be interested in taking a tour of the enstoot?"
"What is Panchilate?"
The live metal creature says monotonely, "Panchillate is a form chillate primarily dealing with the wonders of the study of Chilate in the context of a Pantarkus setting. This particular study of Fleegum was actually the primary function of the Enstoot about 500 years ago before the supervisor enhanced our purview to include the museum. Would you like to take a tour of the Enstoot?"
"You use a great many terms that I do not understand, golem."
The live metal machine humanoid says, "I am not a golem. A golem is some sort of religious myth that is almost eight hundred years old and they were made of either dirt or stone. There is conflicting sources written in ancient languages which need to be translated for your understanding. You should put your pet on a leash."
It then hands Hiru a leash to put on Tshckkk.
The machine continues, "Would you like to take a tour of the enstoot. It costs only 20 domars. It is a once in a life time experience."
"While I would like a tour, I do not have these domars that you speak of."
The tree reaches in yo his pack and tosses the required amount on the table. If nothing else this should be informative.
Across the glass of the live metal box you see the words,
Those who can read
It then says, "Now you do, my colleague will be by in a minute to show you around the Enstoot"
If tree could feel the concept of humor, it is sure it would have found that statement to cause the aforementioned cognitive process. As it was it was ready to get on with the plumbing of the ancient knowledge's well... knowledge.
After about a minute another metal box lumbers over to you and says, "I will be showing you around the Sanginaw Panchilate Enstoot."
You follow it back the way you came and into the door adjacent from the one you originally entered this strange place in.
As you walk into the new room you see a huge curving window dominating the dimly lit room. On the other side of the window is a scene of terrifying beauty. The land is barren with dirt and rock as far as the eye can see. Low, jagged mountains thrust up into the low star studded sky. Overwhelming this bleak landscape is a large banded orb. If fills up half of the sky and looks like a big painted moon. Bands of yellow, red and orange cut across the surface of the orb. Where there is a large dot between the yellow and orange bands.
The live metal box moves over to the desk in the corner and opens a dusty book with the latest entry being a certain Daradall with the date of a few weeks back.
All of the other entries refer to days and years that predate the "Calamity" but are mostly written in the language you understand but there are a lot of words you don't. Some of the written is in alien script or some other freaky language.
The live metal machine says, "Welcome to the foyer of the Saginaw Panchilate Enstoot. In the times before the Mishap people from all around the world would come and visit our Enstoot and Museum. At the time most visitors would enter through those doors to the south, however they are currently blocked off due to the shift of the crust that the President had decided almost four hundred years ago. He is a great Fleegum. Please sign your names in the book, fore we would like to reopen the Enstoot to the public shortly."
Tree will reach down and sign its name in to the book, one of many it has had. Bob Bobertson the third.
The live metal machine talks to you and says, "Great, we are about to commence the tour, is there any questions before we embark?"
"No sir, no questions."