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Rin peers cautiously around.
He sees nothing but fog.
Despite himself, Rin shivers. "This is all distressingly familiar."
Rin is at his most persuasive.
"Is there any other advice you can offer us other than to be careful?" Rin shoulders his kit again, ready to be off.
"Not in a bad way." Rin hastens to reassure the centaur. "We went through a battle to save a tree. Things went very bad towards the end of that and Orgagg and I think we might possibly be in some kind of afterlife. It's more a philosophical discussion than a state of body." Aware that the explanation may not be helping much, Rin shrugs. "What's more important is whether we can help you."
"I'm still not sure we are alive, so the value may be moot."
"Yes. Speaking of which, it isn't a good idea to say that name out loud."
"Hello? Can we help you?"
"Centaur? Where?"
Rin fails to perceive the woods for the trees.
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Rin walks slowly, contemplating Deimos and wondering how the old coot knew just so much about his secret wishes.
Rin goes to Deimos. "We'll try. We can't do more. Believe me, seeing the devastation at the tree was a pretty big incentive."
Rin is rendered speechless, but his face looks like a child given every birthday present he ever wished for at once.
Rin comes to his senses enough to identify the sword and the rope.
"Maybe. I did wonder if we are all dead and don't know it. How could we tell if we were?"
Rin looks steadily at Orgdagg and answers quietly. "I was sure we had failed. Agni took the potion to the heart and that began the healing, but we weren't strong enough to overcome the dark guardians. Ouda was in bits. Sturdy not much better, Ottarr looked bad. The last thing I remember was being pulled under water by a floating thing and wishing I was faster, or better or even just less of an idiot. What about you?"
"People are always threatening to kill me, don't worry about it. I've had some near misses, but so far it's never quite worked."
"Her charms wore a bit thin after she tried to kill us, but we'll take heed."
Still somewhat stunned by the turn of events, Rin remains unusually silent on the journey back. At length though, he finds his tongue, long enough to ask Deimos something. "Some of us were marked by ... the witch." Prudence and maybe fear prevent him speaking the name aloud. "Do you know what that may do to them? And can you offer us any advice, Deimos? You've fought her and you know her weaknesses - if she has any."
"Agni, I owe you a - Ottar, what does Agni like best? I've under-informed on ravens."
"We may all be. I was drowning, Ottar went down, Sturdy was in bits and so were you. Ordagg was still alive last I saw. I don't even see any wounds, so dead and in an afterlife is a possibility." Rin pulls himself together a bit and turns his attention to the situation. Rather groggily.
Rin looks around, taking in his companions and realising that everyone looks much better than they have done for a while. Still uncertain about where they are or even if they're still alive, he ventures a cautious question. "Does anyone know what's happening?"
"Dying is good. I like dying." Rin's voice is dreamy. Then some of the errant pollen gets up his nose and he sneezes. "Hayfever? I'm pretty sure that's not part of the afterlife." A pause while he takes a little more stock and registers his companions.
Rin's last conscious thought is unprintable as he fails to get out of the way for the last time.
Aware that time is running out for all parties, Rin tries to blast the floating horror before swimming desperately around the heart to win himself cover.
"I'd rather you were around to do the remembering," mutters Rin as he flails hopefully in the water. "Just shove it under water Ordagg, there's no need to get fancy."
Rin sinks and misses, quite horribly. "Glurk"
Rin's head surfaces for a moment. "Get them in the water. I feel better already. They won't."
Attacked on two fronts and hauled through the a pocket universe, Rin is hardly feeling at his best. He does note that the water is demolishing the evil-doers and hopes against hope that it may help him. Thoughtfully, he blasts at the abomination and sinks into the water.
"Oh, bloody hell." Rin looks anxiously at Ottar. "Really bloody hell ..." as he looks at the advancing parasites.
Unable to back up any further, he does the only thing he can think of.
"Who are your friends? Can you tell any more?" Rin raises his orb and conjures illusory opponents to invade his enemies minds.
"We just have to hold out a little longer. I hope."
Backing uneasily away, Rin mutters under his breath and his voice amplifies to fill the chambers with whispers promising doom, seeping deep into the demented minds of their foes.
"Urk." Rin realises all too abruptly that the battle is far from won yet.
Ignoring the battle raging around him, Rin focuses on the precious vial and raises his orb, sending a precise bolt of force into the glass.
Rin spots the edge of the precious vial and thinks handy thoughts as he lifts it towards him.
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