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<blockquote data-quote="genshou" data-source="post: 3170985" data-attributes="member: 13164"><p>Shirl stood up and sighed. Sitting around for such a long period with nothing to do and nothing to look at was really wearing on her. “Why hasn’t he come back and gotten us out of here or something? If this is his idea of a prank, I am <em>not</em> amused.” Only the silence of an empty hall greeted her. “Evendur, I know you were gonna meditate and all, but you could answer me, you know.” She tilted her head to the left, listening to see if she could even hear him breathing. “Evendur, you there? Helloooo?”</p><p></p><p>She gasped as she felt an arm behind her kneecaps, and another arm behind her shoulders. She was being tilted backwards at though someone were picking her up to carry her in their arms. After she was fully supported, she could feel that someone was definitely carrying her, and she thought it was Evendur. “What’s going—aaaaaaaaah!” She screamed as the corridor began flying by at an astounding speed. The doorway at the end of the tunnel came rapidly into view and approached faster and faster…</p><p></p><p>Shirl realized she was squinting and opened her eyes. She found herself in Evendur’s arms just beyond the doorway, in a room full of all manner of beakers and flasks containing more concoctions than the Five Flagons Inn claimed to stock. Despite their suspect translucent colors spanning the breadth of the visible spectrum, a few of them were probably safer than some of the drinks at that establishment. She looked up at Evendur’s face and noticed he was looking at an open trapdoor on the floor near them. “Uh… do I even want to know what just happened?”</p><p></p><p>Evendur looked down at her face, seeming surprised to hear her speak. “Oh, so the illusion did break when you passed the threshold of the door! That’s good. Are you all right? You raised quite a scream when I picked you up. Sorry, it was faster than explaining everything to you.”</p><p></p><p>Shirl shook her head and blinked again. “Sorry… Yeah, I’m fine… you want to explain how it is that you got out of there? And where’s Melthym?”</p><p></p><p>Evendur used his head to indicate the trapdoor below. “He went down there… he didn’t say what he was doing, but I think he was just going down to get something while he waited for you to get through the hallway.”</p><p></p><p>Shirl leaned her head back. “So, wait… he stood there all that time it took for you to get out of the illusion, and then was too impatient to wait a few more seconds for me?”</p><p></p><p>Evendur grinned. “Ah, but you see, that was the final secret of the illusion that I had to figure out to pierce it. We weren’t in that hallway for several minutes. Our sense of time was being thrown off. We were actually only in that hallway for about a minute, just long enough to say all our dialogue. The rest was only perception.”</p><p></p><p>Shirl’s mouth hung open for a moment. “I didn’t know magic could do that… and how exactly did you figure this out? All you did was start meditating, and then somehow you just… escaped it?”</p><p></p><p>Evendur chuckled. “That, my dear, I will leave a mystery for now. I wouldn’t want to spoil the answer for you.” He winked slightly and rotated to face the trapdoor, swinging Shirl around along with him.</p><p></p><p>Shirl looked at Evendur and began to flush slightly. “Uh, E-Evendur…”</p><p></p><p>He looked down at her slightly confused. “You ok? You look like you’re coming down with something.”</p><p></p><p>She shook her head. “Well, I mean, it’s…” She turned her gaze from his, uncomfortable looking directly at him while attempting to speak. “You’re still… you can…” She swallowed. “You don’t have to hold me anymore.”</p><p></p><p>Evendur coughed. “Erm! Sorry. I-I didn’t mean to—“ He sighed and set her down. “Sorry,” he offered again inelegantly.</p><p></p><p>The two turned to face away from each other as an awkward moment of silence passed. Melthym’s aged frame appeared in the room below as he came slowly back up the steep stair. “Sorry about that, I haven’t had a visitor in almost a hundred years, so I forgot I even had that defense there! Looks like you made your way out of it eventually, though. Eh, no matter.” He held up a small book upon which the same symbol as the buckler out front and Evendur’s amulet was inscribed on the front cover. “Now then, I owe you an explanation of what this item is, and its significance to me..."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="genshou, post: 3170985, member: 13164"] Shirl stood up and sighed. Sitting around for such a long period with nothing to do and nothing to look at was really wearing on her. “Why hasn’t he come back and gotten us out of here or something? If this is his idea of a prank, I am [I]not[/I] amused.” Only the silence of an empty hall greeted her. “Evendur, I know you were gonna meditate and all, but you could answer me, you know.” She tilted her head to the left, listening to see if she could even hear him breathing. “Evendur, you there? Helloooo?” She gasped as she felt an arm behind her kneecaps, and another arm behind her shoulders. She was being tilted backwards at though someone were picking her up to carry her in their arms. After she was fully supported, she could feel that someone was definitely carrying her, and she thought it was Evendur. “What’s going—aaaaaaaaah!” She screamed as the corridor began flying by at an astounding speed. The doorway at the end of the tunnel came rapidly into view and approached faster and faster… Shirl realized she was squinting and opened her eyes. She found herself in Evendur’s arms just beyond the doorway, in a room full of all manner of beakers and flasks containing more concoctions than the Five Flagons Inn claimed to stock. Despite their suspect translucent colors spanning the breadth of the visible spectrum, a few of them were probably safer than some of the drinks at that establishment. She looked up at Evendur’s face and noticed he was looking at an open trapdoor on the floor near them. “Uh… do I even want to know what just happened?” Evendur looked down at her face, seeming surprised to hear her speak. “Oh, so the illusion did break when you passed the threshold of the door! That’s good. Are you all right? You raised quite a scream when I picked you up. Sorry, it was faster than explaining everything to you.” Shirl shook her head and blinked again. “Sorry… Yeah, I’m fine… you want to explain how it is that you got out of there? And where’s Melthym?” Evendur used his head to indicate the trapdoor below. “He went down there… he didn’t say what he was doing, but I think he was just going down to get something while he waited for you to get through the hallway.” Shirl leaned her head back. “So, wait… he stood there all that time it took for you to get out of the illusion, and then was too impatient to wait a few more seconds for me?” Evendur grinned. “Ah, but you see, that was the final secret of the illusion that I had to figure out to pierce it. We weren’t in that hallway for several minutes. Our sense of time was being thrown off. We were actually only in that hallway for about a minute, just long enough to say all our dialogue. The rest was only perception.” Shirl’s mouth hung open for a moment. “I didn’t know magic could do that… and how exactly did you figure this out? All you did was start meditating, and then somehow you just… escaped it?” Evendur chuckled. “That, my dear, I will leave a mystery for now. I wouldn’t want to spoil the answer for you.” He winked slightly and rotated to face the trapdoor, swinging Shirl around along with him. Shirl looked at Evendur and began to flush slightly. “Uh, E-Evendur…” He looked down at her slightly confused. “You ok? You look like you’re coming down with something.” She shook her head. “Well, I mean, it’s…” She turned her gaze from his, uncomfortable looking directly at him while attempting to speak. “You’re still… you can…” She swallowed. “You don’t have to hold me anymore.” Evendur coughed. “Erm! Sorry. I-I didn’t mean to—“ He sighed and set her down. “Sorry,” he offered again inelegantly. The two turned to face away from each other as an awkward moment of silence passed. Melthym’s aged frame appeared in the room below as he came slowly back up the steep stair. “Sorry about that, I haven’t had a visitor in almost a hundred years, so I forgot I even had that defense there! Looks like you made your way out of it eventually, though. Eh, no matter.” He held up a small book upon which the same symbol as the buckler out front and Evendur’s amulet was inscribed on the front cover. “Now then, I owe you an explanation of what this item is, and its significance to me..." [/QUOTE]
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