((OH YEEEAAAAH!))
Tobias speaks to the minotaur in the ring. "Didn't see that coming, didja? What's you name, minotaur? Mine is Tobias."
Summon a healing potion. If successful, drink the potion. Then summon Prismata's prism and investigate it.
"
I am Prismata! I will escape my prison, and once I do you will be ripped into tiny ribbons by showers of glass! I will have my revenge!"
The reflection of her face in the soul gem appears very angry, spitting when talking and when not doing such she is mumbling about 'death' and 'only a matter of time'.
[5+2]Tobias summons a rather potent health potion before quaffing it. His wounds rapidly close, scab over, then form healthy skin. Healing potions can only restore what is there, however, so Tobias still lacks a left eye. However, his right eye's retina is fully healed, so aside from having only one eye he sees perfectly fine. He opens the 'door' to the soul gem, but only for the archminotaur's prism. He holds it up to the bright sky above, and finds it to be a rather effective prism as the light that enters it is split into not seven but
eight colors. It's hard to describe the eighth one, but Tobias thinks the fact that he can see it may have something to do with him being a well-trained mage. He then performs a somewhat risky but effective test for magical artifacts, to channel mana into their core and see what happens. As he does this, the eight colors rapidly brighten and release a gigantic blast of light that momentarily blinds Tobias and spans across the entire Hub. Rubbing his one good eye, he notices a figure shimmer into a tangible form.
"
Hello there, Tobias. Looks like you and the other newbies survived your first gate? Didn't expect it, honestly." It is Phantus standing before him, holding Whisper's mask in his left hand as per usual.
Err.. don't take offence from that comment, it's just that I don't usually see anyone come back from even one gate. I think you're the first group to get past a single gate in the last 4 years." He points at the binding ring.
Oh shit! Is that.. the archminotaur in there? Damn, your group really is tough. Either that or she's a weak minotaur. Err.. ignore that one again, sorry. Maybe you'll live past the next two. If you're hungry, go to my apartment- you know the drill. Later, greenhorn. Oh, and, your face looks different.. you do something with your hair?" He places the mask back on his face while laughing halfheartedly at his own joke and shimmers out of perception.
That pun.
STAND UP! once more and just slash Ax at the part where all the chains coil and meet.
Nice job clearing the west gate. Also, all this soul stuff is reminding of something.
[6]Crimson launches himself up off the ground slightly over Ax in a way only a super-human gymnast could, whipping his flaming zweihander through one of the chains wrapping around Ax's waist as he lands on his feet. Feeling like a badass, Crimson yells triumphantly. Ax then [3]gestures slightly and the two halves of chain on the ground whip around for a moment seemingly on their own before collapsing motionless once more. Weird.
Summon gasoline powered electric generator and jerry can of gasoline. Use materials to xerox off the maps that aren't verboten. After this is successful, as I'm sure it will be, use the good map to go find treasure and avoid danger.
[6+1]Mr Bones brings a gasoline-powered generator into being and a large jerry can of gasoline. He pours a considerable amount into it and powers it up. After hooking the printer up to one of the outlets, he prints about twenty copies for each of the two maps. Should be more than enough. Holding the complicated map of the South Gate's dimension in his hands, he enters the portcullis in search of treasure.
Yep, it's just as dark and gross as Mr Bones figured it would be. Goo quite similar to the kind that covered his ten foot pole much earlier coats the ground and goes up to his bony ankles. A massive and sickly green moon is hanging in the pitch-black sky, and it illuminates the land in a somewhat nauseating way. A short and bitter wind breezes by for a few seconds. Mr Bones sights a smallish hill in the distance rising out of the goo, and checks his map to make sure it is on there. Beyond that hill should lay the only human-looking structure here, a large decaying cathedral.
Cast a few wind runes as to induce a calm, refreshing breeze. Add some components from an apple pie recipe to make it smell like apple pie.
((Please spoiler next time, friend.))
[6+1]The refreshing breeze that results from the casted wind runes reeks of the sweet odor of apple pie. It makes everyone hungry, and triggers endorphin releases that should drown out a decent amount of pain inflicted upon them. Smells like home.
I Look for someone to trade my two gems in for equipment, and possibly first aid
Just as Larry thinks of trading the gems, he hears a voice beckon him into a nearby alleyway.
He follows it, figuring it might be that guy Phantus talked about it.
It happens to be a humanoid wrapped almost entirely in elaborate and silken robes, hiding his eyes behind sunglasses. He snaps his fingers and a merchant's cart appears behind him, packed with all sorts of goods. "
I am the one you seek, the Merchant of the Labyrinth. I know what you have, and what you want, no need to speak." The shady yet somewhat trustworthy male pulls down a
military-standard medkit from some sort of dimension in an advanced technological age. "
Everything in there will fix what you need, and possibly more if you use it wisely. That'll be one of those gems, as for the other.. I think you'll like this." He produces a large and somewhat dusty tome from a bag on the cart. It is bound in some sort of black leathery substance, and the cover is decorated with a royal purple
symbol. "
If you wish to expand your knowledge of the dark arts, that is the tome to do it. So, a medkit and a necromantic spellbook for your two gems. Sound good?"
Act alongside Crimson, and slash downwards onto the chains.
[4]Y4R dashes forward to support Crimson's actions, barely managing to pick up his sword from the ground before slashing at Ax's chains. [3+1+Trait]Y4R-M8 slashes brutally at the chains, and lands a strike on one of them. It slightly cracks apart, but isn't completely destroyed and remains on his waist. Ax laughs a deep laugh and [4]swings a vicious haymaker at Y4R's head, connecting and knocking him to the ground but doing negligible damage. His sensors are somewhat scrambled by the strike, and he feels the robotic equivalent of having your 'lights' punched out. He remains conscious, and the pain is unnoticeable thanks to the magical properties of the smell of apple pie.
break open the dome and walk out.
Nice save there Tobias. Was worried I was going to have to listen to her scream about doom and foolishness until the end of my days.
Trier collapses the dome effortlessly while thanking his ally, quite relieved that he doesn't have to stay around Prismata now. It was quite a close call, if he had to stay there much longer she may have given him a headache, or whatever pain it is rock people feel when they get annoyed.
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