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<blockquote data-quote="Jeremy" data-source="post: 270703" data-attributes="member: 4036">Applying his mind to how the outside of the maze must work, Collin patched together a plan.&nbsp; &quot;Frederick, might I borrow the staff?&nbsp; Oh, and you may want to come stand by me everyone.&quot;Collin had that glint in his eye so everyone but Zerin crammed into the corner with him.Zerin didn't budge.Frederick looked over at him, &quot;Zerin?&nbsp; Are you all right?&nbsp; Come over here so you don't get buried.&quot;&quot;I have yet to be judged.&quot;And in that he spoke true.&nbsp; For when the party was held helpless but for Zerin and Frederick by the power of the apprentices and their allips, Frederick surrendered to save Collin and Tylette while Zerin declared his contempt for them and advanced regardless.&nbsp; After he had been drained to within an inch of his life, saved only by a protective spell cast by Frederick, Tylette had sneered and spat venom at him.&nbsp; Zerin had used his last ounce of strength to heave his sword to her.&nbsp; &quot;My life is forfeit.&nbsp; Do with it as you see fit,&quot; he had said.&nbsp; And indeed, now that they thought about it, he had not moved since.In their near deaths, they had thought it a jest or at least dismissed it as such.&nbsp; But as they could all see, Zerin was deadly serious.&quot;Come now, your words were a bluff were they not?&nbsp; You could not falter, the lives of your friends and of New Galdomond swung in the balance.&nbsp; You fought on as was right, right?&quot;&nbsp; Collin deployed his reasoning to try to comfort Zerin but missed Frederick's wince at the words.Frederick's shoulders sagged under some great weight and he added, &quot;You did the right thing Zerin.&nbsp; I cannot judge you.&quot;&nbsp; These words seemed to cost Frederick something, but he had faded into the background and no one noticed his pain.Zerin nodded to himself, &quot;And you Tylette?&nbsp; What would you say?&quot;Tylette harrumphed, &quot;Get up and let's go kick ass.&quot;Zerin's grunt served as an answer as he hauled himself out of the muck and picked up his mighty flamberge from where the Formians had dragged it.&quot;Now this might be a little close, but if my calculations are---&quot;&nbsp; Collin mumbled to himself as he concentrated on the earth staff, attuning himself to the mud and muck, searching around the worked stone and tunneling to what he presumed was right in front of the warded room.&nbsp; &quot;This won't hold long, so as soon as the tunnel is clear you'll have to hurry through.&nbsp; It should be safe---I think.&nbsp; Right then?&nbsp; Ok.&quot;Collin didn't wait for opinions and yanked back on the staff like a fisherman hauling back on his rod, the subsequent flood of earth into the room was impressive.&nbsp; And fearsome.&nbsp; Fearsome because it showed no signs of stopping and it was rapidly filling their little stone enlosed room to the ceiling.&quot;Uh, Collin--&quot;&quot;Shh...&quot;Tylette tapped Collin's shoulder, eyes wide at the approaching wall..&nbsp; &quot;Collin, are you---&quot;&quot;Shhh!&nbsp; Trust me.&quot;&quot;COLLIN!&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Jeremy, post: 270703, member: 4036"] Applying his mind to how the outside of the maze must work, Collin patched together a plan. "Frederick, might I borrow the staff? Oh, and you may want to come stand by me everyone." Collin had that glint in his eye so everyone but Zerin crammed into the corner with him. Zerin didn't budge. Frederick looked over at him, "Zerin? Are you all right? Come over here so you don't get buried." "I have yet to be judged." And in that he spoke true. For when the party was held helpless but for Zerin and Frederick by the power of the apprentices and their allips, Frederick surrendered to save Collin and Tylette while Zerin declared his contempt for them and advanced regardless. After he had been drained to within an inch of his life, saved only by a protective spell cast by Frederick, Tylette had sneered and spat venom at him. Zerin had used his last ounce of strength to heave his sword to her. "My life is forfeit. Do with it as you see fit," he had said. And indeed, now that they thought about it, he had not moved since. In their near deaths, they had thought it a jest or at least dismissed it as such. But as they could all see, Zerin was deadly serious. "Come now, your words were a bluff were they not? You could not falter, the lives of your friends and of New Galdomond swung in the balance. You fought on as was right, right?" Collin deployed his reasoning to try to comfort Zerin but missed Frederick's wince at the words. Frederick's shoulders sagged under some great weight and he added, "You did the right thing Zerin. I cannot judge you." These words seemed to cost Frederick something, but he had faded into the background and no one noticed his pain. Zerin nodded to himself, "And you Tylette? What would you say?" Tylette harrumphed, "Get up and let's go kick ass." Zerin's grunt served as an answer as he hauled himself out of the muck and picked up his mighty flamberge from where the Formians had dragged it. "Now this might be a little close, but if my calculations are---" Collin mumbled to himself as he concentrated on the earth staff, attuning himself to the mud and muck, searching around the worked stone and tunneling to what he presumed was right in front of the warded room. "This won't hold long, so as soon as the tunnel is clear you'll have to hurry through. It should be safe---I think. Right then? Ok." Collin didn't wait for opinions and yanked back on the staff like a fisherman hauling back on his rod, the subsequent flood of earth into the room was impressive. And fearsome. Fearsome because it showed no signs of stopping and it was rapidly filling their little stone enlosed room to the ceiling. "Uh, Collin--" "Shh..." Tylette tapped Collin's shoulder, eyes wide at the approaching wall.. "Collin, are you---" "Shhh! Trust me." "COLLIN!" [/QUOTE]

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