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Sorry for dropping this, years ago when the group at the time first entered the greenhouse I had an idea for what all lied beneath, but since then I had forgotten and have been trying to remember and it's place just coming up with something off the top of my head, which lead me into hitting a wall as I couldn't pin down what to put down here. Another reason for that is I don't know if y'all would even be interested in staying or exploring (especially without Mylyna), a lot of this has just felt like I've been wasting my times and making mistakes so I don't know the best way to give y'all a story. You didn't want to deal with the town, Neilina backed out of the exchange with Lalazrue, so a part me doesn't want to think up all the things to put down here if you're just gonna immediately leave and not come back. I keep messing up, I don't know what to do.
Thanks *hugs* Hopefully I'll be able to pull it together soon.
I guess? I don't know? I haven't really been able to think about the game for a bit, that's not completely accurate, just I haven't been able to think about anything productive, trying to make things work.
No, they met Xeros and Nalada in the prison under the house, different place than these areas. I'm just trying to work myself up to come up with the something after the last couple of times.
*nods*
Maybe :3
*nods* About not owning the house?
What did you think you did wrong with the Blight?
Sorry I still haven't posted, been trying to think of something to go down here but I keep hitting snags. Aside from that, before the delay were you all still having fun, was there anything I was doing wrong or that I could improve on?
@Neilina:
Yep. Also sorry I still haven’t posted, I need to get my shit together.
Yay! Sorry I forgot to post, days all blurred together on me. I’m going back to work today so caffeine + schedule will help sort me out, will have a gameplay post up tonight.
Putting her foot forward Yelenn finds the broken pieces of the path hold strong and static, not moving in the slightest from the added weight from the Witchblade, providing a safe I’d rather haphazard path down. Her hand however, finds just what she reaches for. Light. There is no substance to grip or hold as her hand effortlessly passes through the conjured rail, which, with her step forward, also moves forward ever slightly in tandem. Proceeding down the ladies find themselves flanked by the immaterial rails, reminding them of the path and nothing more. As they get lower the light reveals attempts to correct the path, traces of silver running through the path and binding it once more. After walking for a few long minutes the group hears before they sees gentle flow of water, a little after that the rails stop as ground comes into view from the darkness. Greeted by worked stone water flows beside it leading on, in the distance light and greenery exists having been hidden by what is a tunnel they are now in front of.
As Yelenn approaches the stone she sees that it continues on down for some distance. Also as she approaches the crystal brightens even further before the light leaks out in little drips that float toward the path she was headed, coalescing into glimmering rails on her side. They advance past her, but not by much.
@Neilina: Whatever these crystals are they aren’t quite natural, too clear and perfect on the inside, closer to glass than any sort of natural forming mineral or polished gem.
Sending her lights forward reveal a path of carved stone, serviceable if not as artistically designed as the prison they had recently explored. The tunnel continues for a hundred feet or so before the walls and ceiling open into a yawning abyss, the path staying constant as it marches onward into the darkness. As the witchlights brave the unseen finally their light is reflected out in the distance. Coming into view, tangled in massive stone roots falling from above, is a large crystal cluster, eating the light from the wisps of it begins to emit a soft blue glow from within its entirety, showing off more of the surrounding. A path spirals up and below, but oddly, to put it mildly, as the stone isn’t solid, but in chunks as the paths ascend and descend. In chunks, and perfectly still. Not turning nor floating they rest as static as a painting as they disappear beyond the crystal’s luminescence. Thankfully the gaps between the broken path is within stepping distance, if one wishes to traverse.
@Neilina: Maybe?
Not that I’m aware of.
Yelenn: Familiar like the former in a way, but more so the door under the lighthouse when you first got on the island.
The heat from the garden above follows Yelenn down into the dank and dark, thankfully she has experience with climbing soaked ladders and as such takes her time lest she ships. At the bottom there lies a doorway on the other side of the ladder, the door already open revealed a smooth stone tunnel leading into the darkness. Yelenn:
The tunnel and door seem awfully familiar. Geography DC 5: You’re pretty sure that tunnel should be all rights less you right out the cliffside, but it appears to easily go much further despite all logic presuming otherwise.
With little effort Yelenn’s magic is able to open the unlocked trapdoor. With no lock and no heft it most likely was meant solely to keep the humidity in this room stable, rather than keep anything out. Or in. Neilina: You vividly see purple strands of magic wrap around the trapdoor and open it as Yelenn reaches for it.
Yelenn: You vision remains unaltered. Whatever lingering auras of magic here, if any, that was weaved have long since faded in between Neilina leaving, the meal, and the second meeting with Lalazrue.
Sounds reasonable and thematic, sure.
Neilina:
While noticing a few more exotic specimens amongst the common petals none stand out as too dangerous, the various shades of spider lilies being the exception, and then that's only if you ingest the bulbs. The foliage does not move across the water, save for the slightest of drifts as the waters are disturbed.
The flowers do not respond to Neilina's plea.
Retrieving her bow the trio set out from the relative safety of the manor for the greenhouse and what awaits within. Opening the door the stairs greet them like it had before running down to what used to be a pool but may as well now be a giant flower pot with the amount of flowers now growing out of it. A noticeable void in the middle of the flora shows where the trapdoor would be.
Okies!
Yasmin made mention to go get her bow so I was waiting a bit for any final prep before heading back to the greenhouse.
Cool
Neilina sees the pile shrug.
Xeros’ snout pokes out from the Lamae coat fort. ”Shhhhhh.”
”Count on it,” Lalazrue happily tells Yelenn.
Sure, were in combat or “dungeon” explore mode atm or anything.
*offers hugs*
"Like I said, he came up here with the child so I thought he belonged with him, or one of them," she repeats while pointing inbetween Yasmin and Yelenn. Neilina: Attempting dominance would be the best bet, but other than, nothing comes to mind to explain the dog's behavior.
Apparently XD
Lalazrue keeps her smile at Neilina’s quirky repetition. ”Six and six are not so few though. Unless we’re talking about gifts.” The pup lifts its gaze to look at the Druidess before switching its attention back to Caomhnóir. Neilina: This isn’t from training, it’d be too young for that anyway. Absolutely nothing about how the dog is acting is natural.
”Meeting devils or giving gifts?” Lalazrue asks with a smirk as she goes back to one of her contracts.
Lalazrue blinks, then her fingers curl back into her palm as she slowly retracts her hand. ”Okay then. I am fine with waiting, especially for gifts. Though not with being teased. It makes me sad.” she says with a smile. Sense Motive DC 20:
And very pissed. ”And him? Thanks, but he’s not mine, I figured he was with one of you, that child from earlier?” she says as she moves back to the couch.
Neilina:
From your conversations with the Drow you know she and Shivanii were in some sort of prison beneath the house, whereas Lalazrue is the only person known thus far to be actually staying here. Before the arrival of everyone else that is. Lalazrue doesn’t pursue as the Druidess steps back, instead offering a kind smile. ”It’s okay, Neilina. I won’t bite. Unless you ask me to.”
Nalada: *shrugs*
Nalada: she liked cock.
”... oh?” Lalazrue lets out as she stands, moving the pup to another cushion of the couch, not once breaking eye contact with Caomhnóir as it’s moved. The much taller woman strides forwards in a few easy steps towards Neilina, the silk and parchment composing what little there was of her outfit teasing in its clingy movements as she moved. Once close she holds out the palm of her hand to the Druidess.
”And you are in luck, for I am all those things,” Lalazrue happily agrees. ”And a Blight? As in some sort of creature and not just an annoyance? Sorry, can’t say knowledge of that sort is immediately available to me, not my area of expertise. But I could be convinced to look it, especially for a pretty girl bringing me a pretty flower.” With that she motions to the Druidess to approach with a finger. |