Metropolis - The Weight of the World (and Found Wanting)

Scotley said:
Jazick nods and redoubles his efforts.

[sblock]Jen Seach Assistance (DC 15) +17 - Success
Jen Disable Device Assistance (DC 15) +20 - Success
Jen Open Lock Assistance (DC 15) +19 - Success
Jazick Search check (DC hidden) +30 - Success
Jazick Disable Device (DC hidden) +25 - Success
Jazick Open Lock check (DC hidden - take 20) +34 - Success[/sblock]

Sweat poured from Jazick's brow as he tried to fight the fatigue and poison that threatened to break his concentration. He almost slipped again, making a rookie mistake and falling for the same trap twice, but Jen's warm hand rested on his shoulder to comfort him and pointed out an inconsistancy in the lock work, another poison trap!

He wiped the sweat away and began jamming the mechanism before getting to work on the lock. It almost took half an hour to finish, but the final tumbler fell into place, allowing jazick to crack the door open a little and retrieve the dozens of pins that had held the lock in place.

The door opened into a circular chamber where three arches led off deeper into the museum. In the centre of this chamber was a deep shaft that delved deep into the bowels of the building. There was a blue glow that radiated into the room and several strange spirit-like beings danced above the shaft. There was a small walkway only inches thick and wide, with no handrail, leading out to an elegant gold and platinum brace where a beautiful sceptre rested, encrusted with jewels and headed by a delicate obsidean head.
 

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GlassEye said:
"My mother?" Ymris purses her lips. Little has happened over the past few days that she has understood but now, after 40 years, after dying, she finally feels that there is something that she is supposed to do. She shakes her head. "I can't go quietly." She shrugs helplessly. "I don't know how, but I have to fight. There may not be anyone else." Turning away from Jovick, expecting to feel the touch of that cold, black, soul-drinking sword, she begins to walk back to Zimmerman's School for Girls.

Ymris turned, but Jovick was already in front of her again. "Dear, you're dead. If you stay here you will become one of the damned, a portal for evil energies from the other side of Metropolis, I cannot allow that."

"Deveries has escaped my grasp and damages the world by existing, you are a child of the city, I cannot have you damaging him also. I do not want to drag you physically, but if you come with me I can explain why your death is important to everyone that still lives..."
 

Fenris said:
Alexi stares at the bodies. He stares at the shaft, it pulsates with evil, it repels him and yet it also draws him like a moth to a flame. But this moth seeks to extinguish the flame. This was why he was brought here. Not for a simple wizard, though a wizrd maybe part of this problem. But this goes far beyond and mortal of Metropolis. Even Alexi could tell that. No mere mortal could contain this much evil within themselves. They may allow themsleevs to be a conduit to channel it, but surely such ancient, fell and malevolent evil would destroy any who dared serve it much less challenge it.

Still Alexi knew what needed to be done.

"Maybe we got the wrong tower, huh?" jokes Alexi. "So, does anyone know what this wizard looks like?" He ask the others. "Maybe someone took care of this for us. I wonder are these the other fools who assailed the tower like us, or were these the servants of the tower who were confronted by something far greater than themselves. Dragon, Boar any thoughts?" asks Alexi as he edges closer to the shaft to see if there is a ladder or stair leading down.

[sblock=Alexi (Please read OOC also)]Alexi edges closer to the edge and looks down. There was a darkness, an evil, that reached deep into his soul and grasped at his soul. He could feel the presence inside him of the creature, he looked into the darkness, and it into him.
He looked back to speak to the others, the waves of evil pouring over them, and he could finally see as if once blind.

The three shone like beacons in the darkness, pillars of light prepared to stand against an evil that none could face and survive. The spirits of their totems opened themselves to Alexi, showed that each of them harboured a secret from each other, that each of their souls were strong and resolute against the evil that laired here.

Alexi heard a voice from elsewhere, outside, where the darkness had not spread. It was her singing for him, wishing his safety as his safe return to him. There was love, pure love, in that voice, and tears, bittersweet.

The three knights looked at each other and Dragon was the first to shrug. "I'm sorry gentlemen, I have been harbouring a secret. I was not hired by Ham to bring death to these people, I was drawn to the tavern by a dream of a beautiful princess kidnapped by a terrible dragon. I cannot tell you why I am still here, but it seems, right.

Boar nodded and spoke slowly, "I was asked to guide you here by a woman that told me you people would need assistance, I am not here to will wizards. She paid me well and asked that I look after you like you were my own children."

Whale roared with laughter, "I got in a fight with four men who were attemping to assault a young woman. They were hired by a man called Ham to travel here and said there were others, I though that I would wait for the others and punish them for their crimes once we arrived. I am glad that I may not have to though..."[/sblock]
 


Jazick

Jazick gazes in awe for moment before carefully putting his tools away. "I've come this far, I won't stop now. I'm not sure we'll both fit on that walkway. Perhaps we can put a rope around you and I'll wrap one end around something and hold you? We don't know what sort of magical protections might be on that thing or what those spirit creatures might do." He nods to them. "Do you think they can communicate with us?"
 

Jen looks up, "Maybe, but I think it's best to let the dead lie."

Jen lets Jazick secure the rope around her waste before she slowly ventures over towards the sceptre.
 

Phoenix said:
Ymris turned, but Jovick was already in front of her again. "Dear, you're dead. If you stay here you will become one of the damned, a portal for evil energies from the other side of Metropolis, I cannot allow that."

"Deveries has escaped my grasp and damages the world by existing, you are a child of the city, I cannot have you damaging him also. I do not want to drag you physically, but if you come with me I can explain why your death is important to everyone that still lives..."

Ymris slumps in weariness and resignation but manages still to produce a wry grin. "It seems lacking in dignity to bicker with the god of the dead; I'll go with you." She falls silent and goes wherever Jovick directs.
 

Jovik place a hand on Ymris' shoulder and smiled, the world around her enveloped in mist and she began to feel tired. The mist crept towards them, devouring everything in its path and destroying the city she once knew. Within the mist one end of an elegant marble bridge could be seen, though what its function was escaped her attention.

"You're feeling sleepy because you will soon be fully dead." In the mist Ymris could see the forms of people, spirits, drifting in an eternal sleep. "The dead dream of their heart's desires, a perfect life, one that the city could not give them. They are the wall that surrounds Metropolis, they protect the city from the creatures that desperately try to break through and devour the living that live within. The strength of their spirits is enough to keep the Void at bay, allowing the rest of us to live."

"There is a hole in the wall though, the void creeps through, feeding on the life of the city. Your death will help to strengthen the wall, stop the Void from devouring the city from its Heart..."
 

Bront said:
Jen looks up, "Maybe, but I think it's best to let the dead lie."

Jen lets Jazick secure the rope around her waste before she slowly ventures over towards the sceptre.

The rope slid around Jen's slender waist easily and Jazick watched her take a slender step out onto the walkway, balancing delicately above a mystical blue glow that illuminated her hauntingly. The spirits drifted around her, unaware of the living intruder making her way into their lair.

She took her time, but soon she was standing next to the target of her quest, the Sceptre of Thrall.
 


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