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[color=a187be]Level 9 - EXP 81/90[/color]
The Midnight Walk - Winterhold College
[b]Word Count:[/b]749 +1 EXP [/center]
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After Latyon’s sudden disappearance, the Omnic only saw it as logical to cut his losses and delve further for any allies or answers lurking deeper in the shuffled rooms. With a curt sigh, Ramattra turned to the only entrance available to him- as no holes were his size- and began to apply pressure to the heavy set of double doors.

[center][b]The Demon Core[/b] [img]https://i.imgur.com/MAzPIkl.png[/img] [/center]

Ramattra entered the new room with extreme hesitancy, half expecting another malformed horror to reside within the new space. The quiet hum of mysterious energy and the confirmation of no further threats gave Ramattra the relief he needed to enter. Even as a being incapable of using magic, the Omnic could feel the unusual pulse of power radiate in the room. The suspended cubes struck no interest to Ramattra, however, [url=https://imgur.com/r07PDME]one of them[/url] was very clearly a heavy stone die. 

“A-ha! Surely a piece to the Dice Room we’re stalled up in.” The Omnic looked about the layout of the room, examining for any potential methods to release it from the air. He was smart enough to deduce that whatever was levelling it midair was some unnatural magic force. Though from even a thorough search of the room’s surface, no releases or hints could be found. Ramattra was stumped.

After a couple of patient minutes stalling to see if anything would change, the room would pulsate red without warning, before the ominous cube that Ramattra set his eyes on began to lose its magical barrier and frame before collapsing from its suspension in the air, flicking debris as it crashed into the ground. Examining the cube up close… It looked much heavier than it did from a distance and surely would have required three Seekers working together to effectively move. “Well… I suppose I was just in the right place at the right time. Now then…” 

The Omnic would need to strategize his periods of activating his Nemesis Form to make the journey back to the Seeker’s collection of rooms. Regardless of whether he got lucky in his next randomized location, there was no direct doorway that opened back. Ramattra had no choice but to haul the die back to the Dice Room so that his fellow Seekers could discern its purpose, and potentially find a way out of Winterhold College.

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[center][b]Prayer Room[/b] [img]https://i.imgur.com/k6nZFPB.png[/img][/center ]

It appeared luck had been on his side, as the next door returned Ramattra to the safety of the odd Prayer Room he had just eliminated Bright Fred in. Hoisting the large die over his shoulder, the Omnic called out, “Quick! Someone hold the door for me!” It was impossible to shift himself into the door fully without another’s assistance, and once he had jimmied both himself and the Ominous Die into the Prayer Room fully, he began the manageable journey two rooms over into the Dice Room, large die in tow on his back. 

Once located inside the room, which now had a great number of strangers in it (including a few dozen cats) Ramattra gently dropped the large die to the floor, allowing the others a chance to investigate it alone… In the meantime, Sandaphlons ' odd behavior with one of the college’s survivors struck curiosity in the Omnic’s circuitry. “Mind filling me in on what happened here? We’ve certainly grown in allies…” The Omnic noted the odd, distorted figure among Sandalphon’s companions as a number of them were about to depart of the room.

“We’re looking for a special cloth in a chapel, or a golden needle from another chapel,” the archangel reported. “Purported to be able to halt the transformation Byleth is experiencing.” Much less mobile than her companions, Sandalphon lingered at the rear of the pack to spread the word to Ramattra. 

The Omnic cocked his head at the mention of such an artifact in his possession. “The chapel I just returned from? I found a golden needle in there being… defended by a hostile Fred.” He hoped that no others had encountered Bright Fred to detect his deceit, but the fact so many loose ends remained untied bothered the Omnic greatly. “I was hanging onto it because it looked important to the structure. If you are certain of its function, then you may have custody of it.”