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Indeed, glad to hear you're feeling better! All the best to all of you this holiday season. If you celebrate....Merry Christmas!
Said it before and I'll say it again....your health and welfare are the top priority. Do what you need to set yourself right, come back to us when you're ready. Lean on your support system, doctor, friends , family...us if need be. Take care, Mate, hope to see you back soon. :)
No worries and no hurries!
What the others have said. Hang in there....hug a puppy!
Simeon shakes his head at Emmett, "No, magical flame only....though it might frighten him..." He looks up, "Should we check what's above, before continuing on?" he muses.
His examination spoiled by Emmett's incessant questions, Simeon rises and stretches his back, "I believe only those made of flesh share this vulnerability. Pray we do not encounter any made of more...permanent materiel."
Simeon looked up from where he was exmaining the sutures that connected the golem's arm to its body, "Magical cold and heat have a slowing effect...but I think we were lucky, this was a imperfect creation. A more powerful version may resist those effects."
Simeon count himself lucky that his minor cold spell was keeping the golem from it's peak efficiency. However, he acknowledges that other spells probably won't be as effectinve, bringing his crossbow to his shoulder and firing...
Simeon eyes the manufactured behemoth, seeing that it was starting to move with more alacrity, utters a familiar arcane syallable, a fine grey ray emerging from his fingertip...
Amazed despite the danger, Simeon can't help but admire the genius in creating the flying guides for the blind golem. Shaking his head at the necessity of destroying such marvels, he nonetheless bring his crossbow to bear on one of the guiding homoculi...
...but their constant movement confuses him, his shot going awry.
"A cousin to Vengeance!
He points his finger at the faceless behemoth and utters a single arcane syllable, his fingertip glows white for a moment, before a beam of pure white shoots out and stikes the golem..
"A cousin to Vengeance!
He draws a wand from his belt and points it at the golem, hoping to slow the beast...
Simeon's interest is piqued by the discover of the secret staircase, he forgets for a moment the room of discovery behind them. Ascending, he steps with the others into the room, looking astonished at the specimens. if anything, he appears almost depressed that he doesn't have the time to propery examing everything. Almost desultorily, he plucks a Roc feather from he wall and tucks into his pack, then stands looking up...
At first Simeon merely squints as he steps into the room, slowly scanning... Then his eye alight, gleaming as he scurries forth, eye flitting from specimen to specimen, occasionally exclaiming in astonishment at some uncommon rarity. This goes on for several minutes as he makes his circuit of the room, finally arriving back at the entrance and the others. Shaking his head, he says, "You are too correct Elidal. This is a collection that rival that of the University in Leipstat! Some I've only read about in books, illustrations...but here preserved for study! I truly hope the Count is alive, he is a man with whom I would greatly appreciate having a conversation ." Simeon visibly has to restrain himself from diving back into the collection, knowing that they had a job to do here. With a sigh, "Let us continue our explorations." indicating the left-most door.
"Indeed...." Simeon comments, looking at the space above them where the devil had disappeared. Calling across to Emmett, "I'd advise you not to touch anything...." then, concerned to the others, " Was she merely here to delay our crossing? And make haste back to her home if one of us crossed? Perplexing...." As he makes ready for his own journey across the rope bridge, he thinks back , trying to dredge up a memory of the name Aurond Vood.
Simeon peers up at the hovering devil, then begins to rummage through his accumulated scrolls, finally finding what he wanted. Motioning the others back, he begins to read the sigils imprinted on the vellum, his voice deep and sonorous as the words seem to fade away the moment he speaks them , as if they were going somewhere...else?
After a few moments, two blurry forms begin to appear in the air in front of him. His eyes alight with equal measures astonishment and accomplishment, Simeon continues his chant until before him hovered two magnificent eagles, shimmering with an ethereal silvery glow. "Go get her" he hisses, pointing at the Fury above. Turning to the others, "Hopefully, they'll bother the devil enough that it'll have to deal with them instead of us."
Simeon nods at Jaru's conclusion, then furiously tries to think of a way to banish the devil...
Simeon frowns at both Nalun's mention of the devilish nature of their for and also his mention of Prof Hildebrand. "Officious little twit..." Simeon mutters his opinion of the far off professor, as he levels his loaded crossbow at the Fury...
Simeon, satisfied that his harvesting had gone well, joins Emmett at the precipice, looking professionally at the bridge installation.
While the wand was of interest to Simeon's grubby fingers, he was more interested in the bodies of the fallen rust monsters. He experiments with pieces of metal, to see if the creature's antennae maintain thier metal eating properties after death... If they do, he attempts to remove them...
Simeon's attention is snatched away from his engineering musing by the appearance of the strange creatures. His eyebrows rise as Emmett describes their abilities, "Fascinating...and dangerous." he comments as he also pulls out a bolt, places it in his crossbow and fires.
Simeon taps his lips, nodding at Jaru's observation, "Indeed, and the 'engineer's room down in the living quarters...recent...but how recent." He bends over a burnt stone, lifting black soot up with thumb and index finger, sniffing...
Simeon shrugs, "Perhaps.Who am I to say? It does behoove one to consider the alterative to his existence. While I marvel at his creation, I cannot ignore the pain and chaos his mere presence seems to attract. Methinks, Ser Caromarc reached to far and found much more that he bargained." he finishes, walking with the others through the library and into the sitting room. He waits patiently for Emmett to open the door he's found...
Simeon flips throught he engineering books, looking up "Hmmm, I wonder....perhaps there's been some work done in the Schloss somewhere..." Joining the others in the master bedroom , he looks up at the portrait, "Pretty." is his only comment. He steps out onto the balcony, craning his neck to get a better look around.
I'll be on a road trip to the Martimes from the 3rd to the 10th, posting will be there but might be intermittently slower.
Simeon points at the retreating caretaker, "That, my friends , is why Vengeance is so singular. Golems are guardians or perform simple tasks, go there, get food. There's no intellect in the caretaker or the hound. " he says shaking his head, "Would that Vengeance was like this construct, limited to it's instructions, he wouldn't find himself so bereft of a place in the world." He remains gazing thoughtfully at the portrait, and the genius and his construct depicted there, before joining Jaru up the stairs.
Simeon ignores Emmett's mumbles, if he hears them at all, but he does raise an eyebrow at his question, "Ghouls? Golems? Alike? They are as much alike as the earthworm is alike the soaring eagle. No, no, ghouls are , it is surmised, given their proclivities, the result of the most depraved spirits returned from the dead to continue their depredations on the living: cannibals. Golems are constructs , of stone, iron, wood...and yes flesh. Common matter given life through the puissant and most difficult of rituals..." her Simeon pauses, having only really started to get going, tapping his finger against his chin as he looks up at the painting, " Life....are they alive?Vengeance certainly seems so...but the guardian hound, the caretaker, can they truly be considered alive...." His voice trails off as his mind become more interested in the details of the painting, his eye darting from one spot to another. Simeon tries to inventory the objects surrounding the man in the picture...
Simeon had been circling the construct as it fell and was helped back to it's 'feet' by the others. As they communicated with it, he had flipped out his notebook and was furiously sketching details of the caretaker's construction. Crouched down to one side, he was gingerly poking a fleshy portion of the construct's back when he noticed Emmett's gaze. "What? Hrm. Eh..." he mumbled, nodding at Nalun's statement, "Hard to say. Some scholars insist that the constructs are wholly singular beings, others maintain that entities from beyond are forced to serve within....or it's merely an automaton, carrying out it's mission with singular devotion. " Having finished his inspection, Simeon stands and smooths his pant, "Not a very exact answer, I know. The answers we seek are with the genius Caromarc! Tell us, where is your master?" he demands of the caretaker.
Simeon rolls his scroll back up into a tight bundle, and tucks it back into his pouch. He joins Emmett for a moment, looking up a the strange edifice of the Schloss, before joining the other in cautiously entering the now open gate.
Round 3 The world spins and turns topsy-turvy as the elemental blows Simeon off of his feet, sending him skidding across the stoney bridge. Groaning, pain emanating from every limb, Simeon manages to get to one knee, when Jaru's strong hand grips his shoulder. Even above the howling wind of the elemental, Simeon can hear the muttered words of healing coming from his friend, then the healing warmth stealing through his body. Taking a deep breath, he looks up at the Pharasmin and nods his thanks. Plucking another scroll from his pouch, he almost shouts the arcane syllables his hand shaking as orbs of force burst forth...
Simeon winces as Elidal is hauled bodily up into the air to be deposited roughly onto the bridge. Pulling another scroll out, he quickly converts the potential magic inscribed into two lightly glowing grey orbs that fly and strike the elemental with unerring accuracy...
Round 1 Simeon tears a scroll from his pouch and rapidly utters the arcane words inscribed there, his hand pointed at the elemental.
Simeon watches the large figure climb the far slope, "Indeed, not many could follow such a path." His eyes slide to the gathering storm, then to the door that promises shelter and danger in equal measure. He steps back as the whirlwind forms around Elidal, eyes narrowing...
I'm here, also glad to be back !
Huzzah!!! Glad you're feeling better!
Yup, take care of youself, buddy. I have not trouble waiting for you :)
Simeon arches a single eyebrow at the other's admonishments, then shrugs and tosses the severed appendage over the side of the bridge. "I recognize the genius of the creation, despite it's distateful source material." he says matter of factly, then gathers his gear before making his way across the bridge, noting as he does any particulars about its construction.
Simeon watches as the construct goes flying down, down, down, a strange look on his face. He turns back and picks up one of the severed limbs from the bridge, turning it over in his hands, examining every detail. He attempts to guage the skill of the individual who created it.
He looks up at Jaru's observation, "One uses what materials are at hand."
No problem, Gm. Just realized myself that i hadn't posted in a bit, funny could have sworn I did....getting old :)
Simeon reaches into his pouch and brings forth a strange package, a squishy substance enclosed in a waxy membrane. He tosses it at the ground beneath the hound...
Happy trails, dwf.
Seeing the construct bearing down on the group, Simeon retrieves yet another scroll and begins reading, this time his incantations getting quicker and quicker until his words are nigh unintelligible...
Simeon dances a little jig as he sees the ball of fire erupt around the hound golem, but stops dead as the creature comes running out of the fireball, slowed indeed, but still very very fast. "Oh...um...one would think it might have been slowed somewhat more.." he mutters, leafing through his collection of scrolls, "Aha!" he says to himself. One hand in the air,the other holding the scroll before him, he intones a few sharp syllables and points at the approaching guardian. Two small beads of...something appear and fly with speed at the golem.
Simeon look positively giddy as he pulls his bunch of scroll from his belt, flipping through until he finds the one he desires. Then, reading it, his eyes flittting along the arcane sigils, one arm outstreched toward the 'dog'. A glowing ember appears in the space before his elongated digit, before flying forth towards the canine obstacle. It's speed is surprising, arriving at a spot in the air above the guardian....then expoding in a ball of flame, engulfing the stichwork automoton.
"Hold up, Elidal!" Simeon calls out, motioning her to come back. "This thing is a golem, just like Vengeance....no, not as smart, of course." he lectures, "It's immune to most harmful things, but fire or cold will slow it considerably. Amazingly, electrical effects will heal it..." he trails off, his eyes moving up , up , until they're looking a the tall lightning rod at the top of the castle, " I wonder...where was I...yes...fire, I can bring a considerable amount of fire to the hound, slowing it and damaging it at the same time. I suggest ranged attacks to begin."
Simeon is brought up short by the appearance of the 'canine'. His gaze is almost feverish in its intesity as he squints, trying to ascertain all the detail he can from his current distance.
Simeon notes the crest, but having little to no interest in heraldry, dismisses it from his mind, assuming from the location that they belong to the Count's number of retainers. He assists with the careful placement of the remains, not disturbed in the least by the state of the bodies, being a long time restident of the University cadaver labs. He nods at Emmett's exclamation, "Indeed, seeing such a unique ediface in person will be most interesting."
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