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Agreed :)
"I'll see you all on the other side.", Jibril went to the opening, took a long quiet inhale, then dove out into whatever was waiting doing a tight roll along the floor and springing up onto one knee with his bow out.
Jibril put his back to the wall near the end of this slide. He grabbed the seal he tucked under his belt and muttered again, "al'ashum mithl alrasas, al'ashum mithl alrasas, al'ashum mithl alrasas."
Jibril took out the biscuit he was given and munches on it quietly. It was course at first but then melted in the mouth. The taste of wheat also dissolved and became a sharp lemon and cinnamon, and it stoked a fire in the furnace of his core. His eyes widened. He removed his quiver six arrows, including the last Ashtoe his face got faintly serious. From his backpack, Jibril pulled the patch he removed from his cloak, held it in his right hand, one of his arrows in his left's firm clench and muttered in elven ... "min'ayi waqt madaa-khar , min'ayi waqt madaa-khar , min'ayi waqt madaa , 'smasam 'ana alhajat qad aintahat"<ever another, ever another, ever another, 'til the need is no more>
Jibril cocked an eye at Rex's slip of the tongue but doesn't follow up. He walks over to the edge of the hole with his bow close to his body, "I am suddenly very glad there was someone to look after Avie. Prepare any enchantment you have now for there is surely a fight to be had at the bottom." At that he does a little hop into the hole, unceremonious and final.
"Beside the obvious nature of it all, is it trapped Quinn?", Jibril took a good look himself, and listened ... hard.
I will put Jibril's temporary trait bonus on constitution for 6 temporary hp and +1 on fortitude saves.
Avie giggled when Jibril flattered her. "No, I don't think I have family. I had lots of sisters in the temple where I lived before, but no family. But then the sisters said I had to go with the old man, and he kept me in his house for a few days. He was nice, and gave me lots of candy. Then the other men came and took me from him. They were tall like you, and had pointy pointy ears, even more than you or me. Then they put me.... in that place...." she sighed a moment, and was about to continue, when they moved past the market. Jibril listened to Avie's story, "Did your sisters in the temple have no family either?" perhaps it was a temple dedicated to orphans. It sounds like the games have front men who adopt children and then hand them over to arena officials
What does he mean, I knew all of the teams weren't bad??? All of the other teams that went into the arena have killed Avie??? ... what about the time the animals were let loose? Surely not all of them. I think I saw a moon token amongst the ones we had to pick from ... so not Mary's team Jibril looked at his other teammates while shaking many hands, "We should not be thanked for simply not killing a child. Ah, thank you ... um, thank you. Thank you. Duncan would have loved thisAvie, this is Mother Meyin. She is a friend of ours. She will give you something to eat and drink. Her food is very delicious but please ... eat slowly. Your little belly may not be used to rich food. We have to go do something very difficult ... I think. We will see you soon. My promise to the sun.", Jibril's right hand was over his heart, his left pointed to the sky. "Vilhelm? May I borough your dagger again?"
”Avie? Let’ us play a game. Can you be very still and pretend you’re a bag of apples? Let us see how many of the other people we can fool.” There is no need for us to search out a meeting between Avie and one of the teams that have killer her
Jibril slung his pack carefully back over his shoulder, "I'll take care of her ... if someone will hold the stone. I can't manage them both reliably. The only place left to go seems to be the hall east of the three ponds", Jibril started walking as if the matter of Avie had been resolved, "Avie? Do you have family? Once we are away from here we can look for them together. If we have time, I would very much like to introduce you to my friend Ri'dwan. I know he would like to meet someone so strong. If we do not have time then he shall have to be content hearing my story about Avie the brave." He stopped at the T in the hall and took a peak for he now had precious cargo.
"Do not worry little Avie.", Jibril set the backpack down so that she could stretch her legs. He knelt down so that they could see eye-to-eye, "If you wish to go with Dizzy I know that she will keep you safe. Also, know that I can see if you are hurt, and, unless I am locked in an iron room without key or a window, I will come to help." He stood up and looked Dizzi in the eye, "The same applies to you. The sun is warm, the wind is cool, the grass is soft, and you a good."
Rex watched Quinn. Would her shaming them work? They could only hope. "Ok. Let's get her to safety..." He said as they walked, "Then what?" He looked towards the tokens, "Do they fit together? Are we still missing any?" "I believe we have the five pieces required. Although the sides line up they do not seem to all fit together. It's as if a star pattern is formed in the centre. I think the answer may lay near the door out of this place."
+1 skill rank in: acrobatics, climb, knowledge - local/nature, perception, stealth, survival, swim
Sorry to see you go - I like Dizzy. Play with you again sometime.
"Avie ... will you come with me? We can travel together until you find someone you wish to stay with, or, we can trust the crowd to keep the game in line and you can sleep until the masters of the game can place somewhere. Know this, if you come with me I will stay with you for as long as you need, I will teach you what I know about how to live in nature, and I will do my utter most to keep you safe. This is for you to decide and only you."
Jibril remembered the hand thief. As far has he knew the murderer was still at large and now the ranger was alone, save for the charge he was to protect. He backed into the end of the hall and made sure his bow was ready. "Avie, Dizzy is coming and soon we will be headed for the exit ... what would you like to do first when we get free of the games? I think I should like to go to a nice clean river for a swim, and then some food, and then sleep. I think I shall sleep very well for quite a while."
Jibril's shoulders dropped a half inch and he felt like he had been holding his breath for a half-hour. He peeked out into the hall, "Can you smell that Avie? That's the ... not as feted ... air of the game halls. Are you ready to get out of this place?" He made conversation while he waited for the others.
Jibril gabbed into the rope just in case they had something to lose.
Jibril walked mindfully around the bleacher's edge to where the seats watched just above the entry door, rope in hand. He tied the rope off to the bleachers and threw it over the side. He tested his palm on the wall to make sure Vilhelm's spell was still working and went over the side to the ledge before the door.
”Look, our last token!”, Jibril, still carrying Avie, started making his way to Quinn’s position
"Do what you gotta do." Rex said, his frustration clear. "You'd think this challenge would be good old fashioned fighting. Not engineering and child murder... "I doubt we would have to do any of the former if we didn't mind the later. But it does prove one thing ... our Quinn is brilliant."
Jibril called down from the Emperor's box, "We have to try something and what must be done is alway wise. I trust you Quinn. Do what you think is best."
Jibril yelled down to Quinn, "Um, NO!", then craned his neck over his shoulder, "Ah, littleone, can you make things light up? ... I DON'T THINK AVIE CAN EITHER!"
Jibril's heart lifted to hear Avie taking some of her optimism back it the destruction of the emperor but he didn't drop his guard. While she was in his charge he tried to remain alert to danger ... and prayed that Quinn new which lines to pull.
Jibril turned a bit to one side so that Avie had a sightline if she chose, "Littleone? Do not shut your eyes to it. This emperor is made of straw. We tare him from his throne. Not because he is powerful. Please, if you dare, look upon the straw puppet. He has no power over you Watch his smile fade. We do not do this to fight his power but to spit on the force that has done this to you. This is your strength. You have roused us to tare him down. Only you could have done this. You gave us the will to ruin his throne and I implore you to watch as my friends throw him into the void, oh Avie, the powerful."
"Quinn? Before we look further into the cables, could you take a look at the emperor? I think it would do Avie some good to see him tossed into the arena but I'm afraid abusing him might set something off."
Jibril stood out of the way and marvelled as Quinn did her work with the machinery, the magic of the modern world. He opened up the backpack a little, "Avie. We are above the arena and Dizzy is coming.Is it too stuffy in there?" Come on sister, get out of the arena he thought wishfully.
As soon as the rope was tied off Jibril again started to climb towards the Emperor - it both seemed the safest place in the arena and the locations of the buttons. As he looked for the best way up he tried to remember a song, any song from his childhood.
Jibril came over to the top of the wall, "Toss me up a rope and I'll tie it off."
Jibril handed Vilhelm the dagger he once lent him then trotted in place a bit. "That should do it"
Jibril had discarded his gandasa like it was a broken cog. Out of his pack he pulled some silk rope, a waterskin, and the survival suit he had purchased and let them go with a bit of a sigh. "Please, these were my father's. Can someone hold onto them?" He set a survival kit and a healer's kit to one side "Perhaps we could spread these out amongst you?" He pulled out the four game tiles. Earnestly and worried, "Quinn, thank you. You should keep the bolt. It could be a way for all of you to escape. Vilhelm, please do what you can and I will do my uttermost to keep Avie safe."
Jibril's mischievous smile faded. He looked at Rex, "It sounds like our recreation has come to an end - it's time to go back to work. I would say 'I wish we never came into this room' but who would be here to help the little one?"
Jibril follows from about ten feet back
Once Jibril and Rex were face to face he smiled oddly ... the left corner of his mouth went sideways and up a little - it clearly meant mischief. "Well, now that we're here, shall we take the emperor for ransom?"
Jibril grabbed his rope and tried to clamber up after Rex to see if he was ok.
Through his elven calm Jibril's grasping determination was still audible, "Is there any way to get Avie's gate open? Rex ... Dizzy, do you think we can force it? Quinn, is there a way to find out what controls the emperor? If we're lucky there is some connection between that mechanism and the one that controls the gate.", Jibril called out to the team as he checked to see if the door back to the game halls was locked. Can we at least leave this place token-less? Somehow, I don't think the game officials will just let us walk out of here with the girl.
Jibril nursed his twisted finger and jogged over to the 'Tooth Fairy' gate. If it was opened he stepped inside and searched.
Am I just being dumb or can you not edit character profiles from mobile anymore? I tried - couldn't do it
Jibril, having the fairies stench about him, stepped away from the little girl. He instead looked around at all of the doors. He was suddenly worried about where the tile might be. To Dizzy, "Yes, thank you blessed rajul din" <holy servant>
Jibril started scavenging the arena floor. He held up any teeth he found and waited for a team mate to raise their hand. He brought Avie's tooth over to her, "It will be a little uncomfortable but we can put the tooth back, but you are a brave little one. Will you open your mouth for me?"
Jibril reached for another arrow felt a spasm in his hand as one of the creatures appeared from nowhere, tittering. He grimaced and ducked down low trying to weave away from it. He saw the fairy near Avie. He notched another arrow, trying to ignore his near dislocated finger, and fired, whispering, "Five"
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