Into the depths? [@Click This] [hr] “Weird...” The girl replied with a small frown. “Without saying too much, you...should hold onto that, okay? And make sure you don’t let anyone take it.” She joined Narkissa, peering into the hole with a small grin. “Hey, if you can beat that thing I doubt anything down here could hurt us.” She’d say leaning over and gazing into the hole. “Annnd hey, without a bit of risk we’re not gonna learn anything~!” Instead of giving Narkissa a moment to decide, Lazhira simply jumped, and quite literally, cannon balled down the hole with a playful whee. She would hit the somewhat bouncy tar pit below, bouncing lightly as she rebounded off, only to lose balance and fall face first on the tar. Narkissa would soon follow, either by following Lazhira’s own jumping or taking the rope Novak left behind, ending up on the same sub level the others were currently in. “Ew, what is this stuff...” Lazhira frowned, sitting up and getting to her feet. The duo was left with the same options to head forward as Novak and Leannah had, albeit without the option of the library as the wall was still closed. Dungeon Diving ho~! [@Crusader Lord][@Crimson Paladin] [hr] Leannah was understandably cautious about this room, more so than the previous two at least. She would carefully avoid the tar by the pools, keeping an eye out for any obvious traps. Thankfully, as far as she could tell there didn’t seem to be any as she walked towards the opposite end of the room. As soon as she reached the other end, she would attempt to cast the relatively simple spell of light again. A bit of concentration, and success was achieved. The small sun in her hand would light the room brilliantly, much more so than the dim lighting the cistern otherwise had. Within the water, the light illuminated what lay within. Fish. The moving figures were fish. A number of extremely long almost eel like aquatic creatures swam lazily back and forth. At the bottom of the pool was a metal cage. Seemed like it had been at one point perhaps attached to the ceiling, but it had long since sunk to the bottom of the pool. It was difficult to tell but it seemed like there might be something within the cage, glinting off the light her small sun was giving out. The light also illuminated the exit, a staircase leading up back to the level of the rest of the temple. The hallway it led to was rather simple, old gold and white carpet leading to a small pillar holding up the ceiling. Seemed to be dead end. The stone hallway seemed cold, and oppressive, and she couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Small gaps in the right hall of the hallway seemed to indicate there may be some way to open the door. Carvings on the wall near the pillar showed similar figures before. A woman in a flowing dress which turned into water. A hooded figure kneeling in front of a star. A carving of an old man, hand to his head and cane in the other. [center]“Made by new, to learn of the old. A creature that only knows, not how. Knowledge without knowledge. Incomplete memory, a fragment of old stuffed into new. Who am I?”[/center] A…riddle? Would she have enough to ponder this information? And what was the purpose of it? [hr] Novak would leave the pedestal room, more questions than answered. Where they ghosts? Or merely echoes of past events, that only those who wore the mask he had could see. Even then, what would they mean in either case? His steps would carry him down the corridor, following the small line of light which illuminated the wall. The corridor was mostly straight, though the stones making up the floor had become slightly uneven in their age. No more strange visions assailed him as he moved, nothing more than the grayscale world and the single line of light would greet him, at least until he reached the end of the corridor. It would open into a room, smelling damp and musty, lights barely illuminating the medium sized room. Rather than a library, this seemed to be more of a laboratory of some sort. Old wooden tables, vases, glass jars full of unknown substances, likely unusable due to age. A few old books and pages of parchment and vellum. Liquids stained the tables, and a few chairs and some things had been knocked over as if someone had left in a hurry. Against the wall to his left was a door. Seemed like someone had boarded it up with a table and a few chairs. Dried black tar was to be smeared across the floor under the door. An iron door to the right seemed to lead to what appeared to be a main altar area. It was more largely illuminated and something seemed to be moving within. The line of light moved from the wall, to the floor, zigzagging into the altar room. He would vaguely be aware of a skittering noise coming from the hallway behind him. A quick check would show the same skull before had somehow positioned itself about halfway down the corridor. Maybe there was something of use here, or he could keep moving. [hr] Nobbu, the Fox, and a Traveler [@VitaVitaAR][@PKMNB0Y][@PaulHaynek] [hr] The Kyrnith fixed its eyes upon Nobunaga, studying her for a moment as the air within the grove stilled, seemingly in thought. A few long stifling seconds would drag by before the air would move again. The deer exhaled, a quiet breeze of wind flowing through the trees. “You speak the truth.” It would reply. “The forest is only able to exist here because of my power. Without, it would be naught a plain of snow like so much of the rest of this dreaming world. Even should they survive, without the forest they would perish.” The breeze would shift, a somber feeling upon it. “...but there is little to be done. We beasts are powerful - but we can not act so freely against the divine without upsetting a delicate balance.” The deer would close his eyes, turning his head briefly to the sky. “I am willing to hear this proposal you speak of.” While Nobunaga spoke, Misaki would have a friendly fawn seemingly growing more attached to her. The blue coated animal would playfully and affectionately rub its head against her hand should she decide to pet it. [hr] The Roma Mob [@ERode][@Pyromania99] [hr] “E-eh? Y-yes she is…?” Leuca would respond to Augusta curiously. “...she’s...been blessed by the Fey though with immortality though...” Perhaps that would explain why she could only read a few things about Sorcha, but it still didn’t feel quite right. “That’s far enough, stranger.” Railey would say, not taking his eyes off his opponent. “Any closer and Morgan might find both our heads being delivered to him.” “I’ve no reason to harm them.” Sorcha replied, voice tinged with clear hostility. Her eyes glanced towards Isidore, suspicion and wariness clear but Isidore would note a mild bit of surprise only for a moment, before returning to Railey. “...unless they get in my way.” “That so? That’s not the Sorcha I know.” Railey chuckled. “Has working with the elves dulled your fangs? Or are you just getting old finally?” “Cut the chatter.” Sorcha replied coolly. “The only thing we’re going to do is fight unless you leave.” She smirked. “Not that you would risk the lives of your men in a serious fight. So that leaves you with one option. Leave-” Before she could finish her words, Railey had lunged forward, the large sword in his hand striking forward with uncanny swiftness for such a large blade. The blade fell to the earth, its target expertly dodging just out of the way. Her own blade catching upon Railey’s armor and barely missing his flesh. The large man lashed out with his shield, slamming it roughly into Sorcha’s torso. A pained grunt, the woman stumbling backwards from the force of the impact. The man would grasp the blade with both hands. Sorcha’s blade met Railey’s own, the unpleasant noise of electricity bouncing off metal. The larger blade bounced off hers, deflecting it near perfectly and effortlessly. A flourish. Sorcha’s blade thrust forward. The blades tip clunked against the mans armor. A crackle of electricity, and the man was shoved violently backwards, the force enough to even knock him right off his feet. Whatever the shockwave was, it also caused any metal on Isidore’s own person to jerk away abruptly from the impact, though less violently. “You can’t win, Railey.” Sorcha said bluntly. The brief clash would happen a bit too fast for the other two to involve themselves in. No doubt if they had, they might very well end up dead regardless. “Tch...I really am gettin’ old.” He’d grit his teeth, getting back to his feet. “...ha, fine. I’m not a fool. I’m not risking my men's lives on a personal vendetta.” He would turn briefly to Isidore, mouth turned into a frown. “Stranger...careful in these parts. This land has no love for humans unless they side with things inhuman. The apostles welcome all who seek safety and camaraderie.” Sorcha said nothing, merely watching him quietly as he would leave, unless someone else stopped him he would leave without much more fuss. [hr] Wayward builder [@Guy0fV4lor] [hr] “Oi, so you do got some stones on ye.” She’d say as Donovan approached, beating the shield she had to attract the beasts attention as she would take a defensive stance. “Alright, big boy, I’ll distract it you beat its head in-” She was of course, unprepared for being manhandled. She would be much heavier than Don would have assumed from her size alone, but she was still easily carryable as long as he kept a good grip on her. “Bweh!? What manner of brute are ye!?” The dwarf would shout as she would be roughly manhandled and subsequently carried away from the fight. “I dunno what ye talkin about surface dweller, but put me down I can take it! I’ve fought worse than that in the mines!” Donovan would have a somewhat difficult time keeping a hold on the feisty dwarf. He would bolt back towards the village, the beast hot on his heels. Kamaitachi was surprisingly agile and fast given its size...faster than Donovan had likely given it credit for. Perhaps if he hadn't been carrying a wiggling dwarf that seemed intent to free herself, he'd have fared better. There was a gust of wind, the beast kicking up a flurry of snow as it would pounce towards them, Donovan would have barely a moment to dodge before it would land on his back.