Mon 7th Sep 2020 11:15

Entry 21 Did we really just leave one shit hole in order to crawl into another?

by Vaz

Finally made it to this damned gate! I will slowly drip salt water into this Queen Bitche's maw until she corrodes.
 
As they chase the Wondering One pitches camp? Surely an odd distraction, but it seems to be impassable, clever if not strange.
 
We exit into burial chambers, the stench of old dead fills the air, the one who walks this land is no stranger and puts us onto a well laid path, towards a water source, possibly towards her garden home. The Master chooses to, what the soft skins call "tactically retreat" away from the city once he hears these words.
 
We come to a sewer exit, possibly swepth the burial grounds with it, there is some chance the water will contain disease these travelers will die from. This should be tested for depth before stripping off boots and wading in deep.
 
Miss Amrith is back ashore, digging through the mushrooms to find some cloth on a corpse, or what remains. And now she is a foppish elf noble, things could be worse. Ah seems a trick of this cloak, how handy. Maybe we can trick this queen to thinking one survived and kill her while she is distracted, or cloaked her champion.. hmm great.
 
A delicous crocodile swims towards us, but we are busy and full on food so I tell it to leave. The Master quickly finds his way from the warmth of the swamp, to a door open by the remains of a blink dog, a strong creature. Seems the door is owned by the same group who this skull belonged to. Miss Amrith seems to determined how to open the door, only after Master artfully slips in.
 
This hallway starts to dry our clothes, an interesting effect, useful for covering tracks. Master wisely looks to check the door to make sure we can come and go as we please, seems we need to just touch the symbol. That was elaborate, and now the Wondering One is gone again, time to move on.
 
Down a short flight and we come to another set of doors, Miss Amrith mentions this door has a magical field. On the steps there is a message in Nashantari "Freedom, Excellence, Secrecy, Fidelity, Arete". Clearly this faction strove to make a name for themselves. The doors open with ease, whisper quite, this would be good to copy for the hold.
 
8 pillars of beared elves line this room, an odd site, with eyes made of sapphire.
 
1 he kneels at feet of a robed hero
 
1 with a maiden held tight
 
5 are damaged to greatly to tell
 
1 the hero is raised to king
 
Our Wondering companion dares to speak and surely, the room speaks back, the ruler beckoning him forward. Denial did not upset this one, but instead looked towards Miss Amrith for a student. Master relies on his most favorite tactic, conversation, telling him of the arcane schools, and he is clearly impressed. Though it is Miss Amrith who steps forward recieving his mark.
 
Then she walks through a wall and we attempt to follow (Elya and I passed)