Academy of Drell, Part 7


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Paendaerig walks boldly onto the "teleportation" pad, just as Lyrique gives him a nudge... nothing overtly happens.

Don't you hate it when that happens?
 

What are they doing?
I think they're playing with that drawing. They think it's some kind of teleporter.
I see...
Aren't you going to help?
There's nothing I can do about it, I'm not a teleporter... Not yet, at least.
But you know stuff about them, don't you?
Nothing much, really.
 


Lyrique sings out boldly once again, but there's no apparent change in the small closet-like room. The white tile still luminesces the exact same hue.
 



"Maybe it's command word triggered?" Mortimer leans up against the door frame, watching the others tinker with the teleportation pad. "Or maybe that spear triggers it somehow?"
 

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