Zhure
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Re: Victor
Rehashing what Victor initially saw
Adding to that...
Lyrique tumbles down onto the dais. Rallyn, a gnome who is part of the Guard on the island, as well as a student, stands holding a spear impaling a still-struggling zombie.
Victor, one of the more well-known bards of the island, as well as being a student has just almost hacked the head off the same zombie that Rallyn has impaled.
Directly above your head lies the sharply angled passageway. Charlotte, a noble student, is clinging to the ceiling and is directing a winged Astral Construct downward toward the dais while she apparently is concentrating on creating another.
Ellie is likewise on the celing of the shaft, clinging with her hands and moving upwards out of the way.
The elf, Sildarin is in the shaft, levitating. He has apparently used his powers to levitate one or more of the group up. Lyrique, Rallyn and Victor are the only ones of the non-undead anywhere below the entrance to the shaft.
A horde of zombies litter as far as Lyrique can see, from the light of a candle on the edge of the dais. A quick guess places it at something like forty of them in the immediate area, packed like animals in a slaughterhouse and advancing slowly but purposefully, arms akimbo, jaws slacked in half-life. The flickering guttering candle illuminates their ill-kept and rotting condition.
Rehashing what Victor initially saw
Zhure said:Victor's journey is swift and other than the pounding in his chest, painless.
The tunnel shoots down rapidly, and is as slippery as initially he feared. As soon as Victor releases the rope there's nothing holding him back and he races downward, almost as fast as he could if he fell.
The descent isn't completely uncontrolled. For some reason, Victor doesn't tumble out of control. The lantern stays lit somehow, and it shows a rapidly approaching level area ahead, about a hundred feet past where the rope ended.
Just as he is convinced he is about to die from the impact, there's a soft wafting of air and Victor lands as easily as a feather falling.
He is standing on a square dais, about ten feet across, with the tunnel open above him. Heading directly northward is what can only be described as another "imperial road." save this one is underground inside a huge cavern.
The exact extent of the cavern is more than his keen eyesight can pick out. The entrance Victor came through is against a natural stone wall on the southern edge of the cavern.
Adding to that...
Lyrique tumbles down onto the dais. Rallyn, a gnome who is part of the Guard on the island, as well as a student, stands holding a spear impaling a still-struggling zombie.
Victor, one of the more well-known bards of the island, as well as being a student has just almost hacked the head off the same zombie that Rallyn has impaled.
Directly above your head lies the sharply angled passageway. Charlotte, a noble student, is clinging to the ceiling and is directing a winged Astral Construct downward toward the dais while she apparently is concentrating on creating another.
Ellie is likewise on the celing of the shaft, clinging with her hands and moving upwards out of the way.
The elf, Sildarin is in the shaft, levitating. He has apparently used his powers to levitate one or more of the group up. Lyrique, Rallyn and Victor are the only ones of the non-undead anywhere below the entrance to the shaft.
A horde of zombies litter as far as Lyrique can see, from the light of a candle on the edge of the dais. A quick guess places it at something like forty of them in the immediate area, packed like animals in a slaughterhouse and advancing slowly but purposefully, arms akimbo, jaws slacked in half-life. The flickering guttering candle illuminates their ill-kept and rotting condition.