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Sareth

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In Topic: ZONE - The Forbidden Halls of Clan Dimmlundar

18 September 2017 - 05:58 PM

“We’re gonna need to find King Hreidmar himself. Or rather, what’s left of him. Both th’ key to this place - an’ every vault in the city, sounds like - an’ Dainsleif are on ‘im, or at least in ‘is quarters. No point in lootin’ without snatchin’ both first. So… unless you wanna check fer booby traps on these vaults the hard way, let’s get to ‘is palace. It’s tha’ big building in the center, or I’m six feet tall.”

 

Allya nodded assent. "And we should hurry" she said. "According to some messages I found scrawled in blood up there, a demon named Xiraloc---described as the 'eater of spirits'---haunts this place. We need to grab the sword and get out of this place before it realizes we are here."

 

***

 

“We’re both lucky and unlucky, lass. Yer somehow not booby-trapped to death, but we’re gonna need a key. These things ain’t like nothin’ I’ve had t’break before.”

 

"It was worth a try" Valya replied with a shrug. She rather doubted that the dwarfs who'd built this place had designed their traps with people like her in mind... although it was always possible that she was underestimating the paranoia of dwarfs when it came to their treasure.

 

“We’re gonna need to find King Hreidmar himself. Or rather, what’s left of him. Both th’ key to this place - an’ every vault in the city, sounds like - an’ Dainsleif are on ‘im, or at least in ‘is quarters. No point in lootin’ without snatchin’ both first. So… unless you wanna check fer booby traps on these vaults the hard way, let’s get to ‘is palace. It’s tha’ big building in the center, or I’m six feet tall.”

 

"And we should hurry. According to some messages I found scrawled in blood up there, a demon named Xiraloc---described as the 'eater of spirits'---haunts this place. We need to grab the sword and get out of this place before it realizes we are here."

 

The elf's words gave Valya a moment's pause. While part of her was raring for a good fight, another part... well, even she was not unaffected by the oppressive feeling of the city. Some deep instinct told her that there was something here entirely beyond the realm of martial prowess.

 

"Let's go then" she said simply. "And quietly" she admonished Elnira, owing to the dwarf girl's ear-piercing squeal of a minute before.

 

Drawing her sword again, she turned and headed up the stairs, leading the way to the palace.


In Topic: ZONE - The Forbidden Halls of Clan Dimmlundar

17 September 2017 - 12:33 PM

"We should find the others, preferably one of them who can read whatever's on these papers. If what that demon wrote about this Xiraloc is true, then we should get the sword and get out of here as quickly as possible: I don't know about the rest of you, but having my soul be this demon's meal is not very appealing."

 

"Right" Allya replied simply.

 

"We should probably get Korvarl and Valya first" she added after a second, looking at the dark stairwell down which they had gone. She hadn't heard anything from down there, so it was probable they had not encountered anything dangerous. "He might be able to read these. And we should not split up any more."


In Topic: ZONE - The Forbidden Halls of Clan Dimmlundar

16 September 2017 - 12:04 PM

"Nice to see you again. Can you read any of this...?"

 

"Not most of it" Allya replied, too distracted by her work to return the greeting. "But this"---she showed the templar one of the blood-marked sheets---"says 'Xiraloc sleeps here now'. Look for more like it, would you?"

 

The next bloodstained paper she found said the same thing. And the next. And the next. The same cryptic message, over and over...

 

But after much searching Malvolio handed her another defaced document---and the message on this one, she saw at a glance, was different: 'Xiraloc eater of spirits bow before him.

 

Her brow crinkled as she read the statement again, certain she had to have misread it---or at least wishing she had. There was no mistake. Was it possible, she wondered, for there to be a demon so powerful---or otherwise anomalous---that it could claim not just the souls of sinners, but the innocent spirits of nature itself. She desperately wanted to say no, but she couldn't forget that utter emptiness where the spirits of this place should have been.

 

"What does it say? Is it something we should warn the others about?"

 

She gave a single, harsh laugh---utterly without mirth. The idea of a warning struck her as almost ludicrous at this point. They had had their warning back in Skaldsong Tavern when Agni had described this place and what had happened to it. And none of them had listened

 

"It says 'Xiraloc eater of spirits bow before him" she said after a moment. "Which means, unless this writing is the mere delusional ramblings of some insane demon, that somewhere in this place lies a monster unlike anything mortals have ever seen... and lived, anyways."

 

***

 

"Recognize anything?" Valya asked Korvarl, looking at the heaps of treasure locked away.

 

"Any ideas on opening these doors?" She supposed it was too much to hope that the locks had rusted into fragility after all these years of neglect. Still, sheathing her sword, she went over to the nearest door and gave a powerful tug on it, although she was ready to jump out of the way in case these dwarfs went in for booby traps.


In Topic: ZONE - The Forbidden Halls of Clan Dimmlundar

15 September 2017 - 01:11 PM

“Tell me if there’s anythin’ tha’ looks important, aye? Gonna check th’cellar out…”

 

"I'll come too" Valya said simply. Sword at the ready, she followed the dwarf down into dark.

 

***

 

Allya shuddered, and all but wrenched her mind away from the spirit world. But, like closing your eyes against the dark, she couldn't block out her awareness of that yawning void.

 

For most of her life, the spirits had been there for her, aided her when she called. And she had done her best to honor them in return. But none remained in this place---this mausoleum was dead, right down to the stone. Suddenly, she felt very alone.

 

“Tell me if there’s anythin’ tha’ looks important, aye? Gonna check th’cellar out…”

 

She glanced at the cavernous entrance through which Korvarl and the northwoman headed, and then turned away.  She hoped they would find what they were looking for soon---she did not want to go any deeper into this place.

 

She headed over and helped Malvolio gather up the scattered papers, glancing at each as she collected them. She doubted she would be able to read any of it---it was probably all in dwarvish, like the map---but it gave her something to do. Besides, she just might get lucky.


In Topic: ZONE - The Forbidden Halls of Clan Dimmlundar

14 September 2017 - 08:12 AM

Valya had spoken little, if at all, during the journey to the door. However, her greatest fear had not come to pass---the moon had remained weak and hidden during the trip. The Gods, it seemed, smiled upon them.

 

She did not bother with a torch as they made their way through the tunnels; the light from those carried by others was sufficient for her. Although she nearly began to regret that choice as they made their way deeper, the air taking on a oppressive, almost hostile quality.

 

The wonders of the Halls of Clan Dimmlundar were lost on her. All she saw amongst the ruined grandeur was a myriad of places for enemies to hide.

 

While they spent a few moments deciding on a destination, she looked around. On a personal level, the blacksmithy was the only thing that held any appeal---weapons and armor she could always appreciate. However, she rather doubted an ancient, famous sword like the one they sought would be found simply  lying on an anvil, and the others decided to head to the District Hall. Well, maybe later.

 

Drawing her sword, letting the long blade hang easily in one hand, she moved to the front of the group, leading the way to the indicated structure, easily keeping up with Korvarl's---relatively, for a dwarf--- quick pace. Her eyes continually swept from side to side, and her other senses stretched themselves to their considerable limits, alert for any sign of danger in the gloom.

 

***

 

The Halls of Clan Dimmlundar were truly a breathtaking sight---almost literally; Allya was struck briefly speechless as she got her first glimpse of them.

 

WHOOOAAAA! This place is so cool! C’mon, c’mooon! There’s gotta be all sorts of stuff in here!

 

"Indeed" she muttered, mostly to herself, smiling a touch at the odd, small girl's excitement.

 

However, for her the wonder was short-lived. For, perhaps more sensitive to such things than most, for all the beauty and grandeur around them---ruined though much of it was---she could not ignore the truth her soul screamed at her: this dead city was a place of evil. The oppressive aura of hate and sin and death, stronger than anything she had ever sensed, made the air seem thick and noxious in her throat; she almost wanted to gag. But she willfully repressed the reaction; she needed to keep her wits about her.

 

Her scholar's instincts agreed with the decision to check the records in the District Hall first, and so she followed without argument. As they walked, she kept to the middle of the group for protection.

 

Tearing her attention away from the ominous and beautiful sights of the ruined city, she forced herself to relax, reaching out, feeling for any spirits who might remain in this accursed place. Perhaps they could give some indication of where the blade they sought lay... or of what waited for them in the dark.