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So late at night and making me have to dig into Youtube for a meme vide-...fine! I can't pass this one up. The silliness has been deployed! XD

Lillianna Steiner


"It is, and no problem! I think everything about this situation has been odd," Adam joked with a smile as he grabbed the metal object and held it out, examining it as he spoke further. "I haven't had the chance to look at it much myself, being preoccupied with creatures who wanted to kill me at the time, but I'm not sure if it really is the 'heart of the skeleton' like Vadim thought. If it was, why would it scare away its allies? That's just a theory though, I think these people at Valheim will know more than I would. Anyway, please feel free to inspect this as long as you'd like."
Adam


The mage gingerly leaned her staff against herself as she stood there and used both hands to carefully take and hold the cube.

If there was one thing that made it easier talking to Adam in a rather silly sense, it was that he seemed to not be as giant as many of the other men in the party. Less craning her neck up simply to speak without looking rude, or something of the sort. But that was frankly a small detail at best, as he seemed to be confident enough when it came to going about in the wilderness like this (even if they had been traveling the roads of course). This despite his apparently younger age in her eyes, though his own eyes for that matter were a most peculiar color indeed. Hmm. But if she analyzed everyone too much, then it felt likely they'd all stand out like that. Peculiar people, in a peculiar place, in a world where they'd landed out of the blue in falling stone sarcophagi coming from a giant opening the sky.

...She was sure there was a joke somewhere about any combination of them 'walking into a bar', etc, etc, but for the time being decided against pondering such a thing in favor of what was in front of her: The cube.

Ornate designs covered the outside, symbols and sigils she assumed were magically inclined in nature, and from the firsthand accounts it had emitted a purple light. The result of all of this was the other skeletons running for their lives. Usually the loss of a leader would cause a drop in morale, if the undead had any really, but even then such a thing still stood out as odd to her. Why flee if this was lost? Was it a valuable crucible for creating powerful undead? Was it a device helping control the force, and its loss caused the lesser undead to flee? Was it a catalyst for whatever magic had created or was controlling the undead and monstrous forces? A beacon for the Witch Queen's magic to emerge from?

It was all a vast mystery with myriad guesses to be had, but Lillianna for the time being settled with doing some careful observation and testing on her part. For all she knew this thing would bind to her and she became part-necromancer or something, or someone would need to attune to it to make it work for them in some capacity.

And then came Adam's own question, snapping her head back up before she got too deeply focused on the cube she was now carefully turning over and running her fingers over the whole surface of in her hands. She even tried to draw upon it, or at least see if it reacted to her in particular somehow, in the meantime.

"By the way, if you know, what sort of magic do you have?"
Adam


Ah! That was another good question, and generally speaking was perhaps pertinent in her studying of the cube. Or rather it would be pertinent when she started a more magical means of looking (among others).

"Well, it feels as if some of the knowledge was shoehorned into my mind, so I can certainly tell you types I can use at least. Spirit Magic and Lightning Magic. As for the 'elements' involved in those schools of magic, as worlds like this seem to be inclined to classify things under this sort of manner in various forms of fantasy fiction back on Earth, so I can't actually say."

The 22 year old let out a small sigh before looking back at the younger man, her eyes running over his attire and so forth that was visible from her perspective.

"You seem dressed for the woods, but lack a visible weapon skill like swords or bows as I've noticed in the case of the others. Are you a pure magic user, perchance?"

Worst case scenario she would be wrong and get told something else, at least in her mind.

@Zapdos
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LET'S FUCKING GOOOOO


@Zool Lillianna, looking to MacKensie as the guys made their plans known very loudly and worryingly: "...I want to say this will go badly in a potentially entertaining manner, but would you like to get away before it all ends in disaster somehow? Or shall we wait to bail them out?"
Lillianna Steiner


The staff-wielding mage would increase her pace, moving herself closer to the man at the front of the 'pack' as it were: Adam.

From what she could glean on the surface, everyone seemed to be talking to someone else rather than saying anything about the camping situation. Not that being tired after all the walking really lent itself to anything but wanting to agree to get some rest perhaps. But that was just a guess on her part, as she could still go on for a little while yet! At least physically.

Mentally, however, she already felt a bit tired if she were to be honest about the matter. Not only had her arrival in the strange place been jarring, but she'd been mulling some along this particular walking trek about the last memories she had from back home. The last thing she remembered at all before waking up in that blasted stone sarcophagus that had been nearly lying on its side. Before the magic, the dead bodies, everything she'd seen her so far in what little time she had been here. All she could recall was having been in her lifeguard swimsuit, walking down a section of the beach to keep an eye on things. Then someone had called out to her when the wind gusts had gotten bad, and she'd turned around only to see the image of a large and heavier beach umbrella flying at her face faster than she could react.

Then nothing but instant darkness before she'd woken up.

It was like the plot of one of the recently popular isekai-genre anime she'd seen, albeit instead of a truck it was a beach umbrella. That comparison in and of itself made it frankly ridiculous, and yet the thought she'd died and been nabbed up elsewhere and summoned was increasingly becoming one of the most logical theories about their collective situation, comparatively speaking, when compared to the even stranger ren-faire theory she'd finally dumped out of her mind by this point.

But how does one present such a theory to people who had just as little an idea and a less pop-culture context to draw on? At least for all she knew. Even if the context was not a problem at all, the suggestion of the idea would be as silly as it could sound in the first place. Then again, the very situation they were in was far more than extraordinary in and of itself and would perhaps lend some credibility to it all?

...She wished her Uncle was here right now. Just to hear his stupid laugh and get a hug to make the crazy things she was going through feel like they didn't matter so much anymore. Even if it made those things feel just a little, but decisive, bit smaller.

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Ahem. That would all be something to ponder more later. For now, she needed something else to occupy herself with for the time being, and with MacKensie seemingly occupied in conversation with the man who had first come to help her (before returning to his 'resting' face as she assumed) Lillianna's focus had turned to the object in the hands of the group leader: That cube.

According to what she'd learned back in the town, before they had left at least, that thing had fallen out from some skeletal minion leader's body after it had been slain. Glowing purple light, necromantic vibes, and the whole shebang included. Then the remnants of the army had up and run away. Like this thing had been keeping them in the fight somehow, or its loss was noted as being too much or too risky a loss to keep up the fight. At least those were her presumptions and guesses about the matter. Theories at best. But if she could use magic, perhaps she could look into it? Or at least as a scholar be able to take a peek at it, maybe be able to get a reaction out of it that could lend some kind of understanding to what it was made for and what it did in function and purpose.

With that in mind, the aptly-dressed mage felt asking Adam to look at it would at least be something.

"Adam, is it? Ah, I wanted to ask you something while we try to get settled in a spot to camp for the night. Mostly I wanted to ask if I could carefully examine that odd cube for a bit. I would like to see if we can learn anything about it in the meantime from that and such, ah, if that is ok with you of course."

Magic was fascinating, and the scientific method did not change simply because she was in some place with real actual magic. Plus if they could understand anything about their enemy in some capacity, then it would give them any sort of advantage possible. Especially if they could make undead go away somehow with this, if any of her theories about it were true, which would be a boon in case of, ah, another 'attack' surprising them along the way to the town they'd been directed to. Did she mention she could use REAL ACTUAL MAGIC?! Because there was real, actual magic here, and she could use it. That was still trying to sink in even as her attention turned to the cube.

"It...is an odd request to someone I've just met here, but if we could learn anything about it then maybe we could at least better understand why it had the effect it did back there at the village. Admittedly I wasn't there for the battle, but I did glean some basic information about what had happened as we got ready to leave at least."

@Zapdos
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ALlso: Halfway through writting the last line I remembered how Zell died

PS. @Crusader Lord MacKensie was talking towards James but I think your character started walking with them but was talking to Adam? sorry I became a little confusied when reding it


All good, I took that bit out of my post due to confusion. So even less worries then! XD
Yes, Clive is whistling country road.


*halfway glitches into a wall and my physics break as this plays*

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Lillianna Steiner


"None of us really understand how we ended up here. We arrived like you. But where we are travelling to now, we might find out."
MacKensie


The Frenchwoman's answer seemed to be generally the consensus of the group on it all, roughly speaking at least, based on what the budding mage was able to gather from all the different answers. Truth be told she'd been trying to acclimate herself to whatever in the world was going on around this place, including a fearless examination of at least one dead ogre and some of the skeletons before the group had indeed needed to leave. She hadn't even noticed the ongoing surgery in her attempt to look at things and test the reality of it. Not that the coffin, strange staff, and other things about herself already weren't somewhat convincing. But in the end she'd had to accept the general fact that the dead were read bodies, and that she was indeed very far from home to say the least.

From there she could begin to establish her next line of action, which was frankly to go along with the group of other world-napped individuals around her for the time being. The odd crystal on her hand was something she hoped to get checked out, as well as to investigate her own new capabilities once they arrived in Valheim proper. Should the place have the facilities for such of course, she wanted to see what she could do and reach out to do when it came to the entirely fascinating and enthralling phenomenon that was her actually being in possession of some kind of magic. REAL MAGIC. Seriously.

But even with that bit of magical excitement to help her own mood in things, and it did a bit, it was all still quite a lot to soak in. Like binge studying for a test on the part of her peers, and attempting to let the information disseminate into her brain (or 'soak in' as one peer had once called it) properly over time. In that vein the long walk they'd begun was nothing short of welcome to her mind as well, something she'd used to do on the beach to help her soak in some things more recently in her life...well, before arriving here at least.

Quite relaxing when life was being stressful, much as listening to the running water and sounds of life around them were right now really-

"Once the sun starts to set, we should prepare a camp for the night. We can sleep when it's dark and resume our trip in the morning. We've been active all day and could use some rest, and without sunlight we'll probably get lost."

"I doubt these things glow in the dark."

"Does that sound good to everyone?"
Adam


Ah.

"Sounds good to me, and sensible as well."

She spoke in verbal agreement to Adam's idea, also lightly nodding her head in assent as she used her staff to help her walk along with the others.

@Eviledd1984Damn bruv, I didn't realise Joji was 6' 10" tall! I misread your profile as 'six feet' lol. Need to edit an old post of mine. I don't think it changes much tho so no biggy. Wow, we have two giants in the party.

@Eviledd1984@GoblinguyOur guys need to find a shady tavern in Valhiem and start some arm wrestling or cage fighting action. Make some extra cash. Arthur and Joji with the muscle. Zell talking in the suckers-ahem-challengers, taking bets. You two in?


Lillianna, peeved for a moment: "You are trying to rob and scam the people of this world after we literally just arrived here in Valheim?! Are you trying to get us killed??? Try that and I am animating Zell's pants and commanding them to 'defenestrate' out of the nearest tall building."

Lillianna in my headcanon, if she tests her animation spell on one of the silver coins for some reason and gets attached to it: "...I'm naming you Percival, Percy for short."
Waiting for updoot now


Witch Queen: "You asked."

~What The Skeletal Trumpeters Of The Witch Queen's Army Play During The Next Battle~

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