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

She smiles in response to Jovik, letting her weariness and his words wash over her. She closes her eyes. Perhaps, I'll dream of crossing the bridge...
 

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Bront said:
Jen searches the pedistil the Sceptre is on for any traps or other triggers.

[sblock=Jen]Jen Search check (DC hidden) +23 - Success?[/sblock]

The pedestal itself looked safe enough to Jen, seems that the vault door and the inhabitants of the building was once enough protection to keep the Sceptre safe. Now things had obviously changed though...
 

GlassEye said:
She smiles in response to Jovik, letting her weariness and his words wash over her. She closes her eyes. Perhaps, I'll dream of crossing the bridge...

"Just, sleep..."

There was a feeling of bliss as her eyes closed, just for a moment, but the stirring in her arms woke her again. She gurgled a little and twitched, not opening her eyes but sleeping comfortably in Ymris' arms.

She was so tiny, and beautiful.

The others gathered near to see her face, her tiny little fingers, her beautiful blue eyes. Ymris was told that all children had blue eyes when they were first born, but she hoped that her daughter's would stay just the way they were, innocent and pure.

"What is her name?" The voice came from no-one nearby, she saw no lips move. She hadn't thought of a name, but her mouth answered anyway.

"Jasmine, her name is Jasmine."

The robust man parted the crowd with his presence, had she seen him before? He looked familiar...

"Jasmine is a beautiful name Ymris, she will be a suitable daughter for such a wonderful mother."

He was dressed in an expensive suit and held a package under one arm, wrapped in a pink bow. He approached her and smiled, there was something familiar yet alien about it. It almost seemed like another life.

"I have brought gifts for her my dear, for such a beautiful, darling child..."
 



Phoenix said:
"Just, sleep..."

There was a feeling of bliss as her eyes closed, just for a moment, but the stirring in her arms woke her again. She gurgled a little and twitched, not opening her eyes but sleeping comfortably in Ymris' arms.

She was so tiny, and beautiful.

The others gathered near to see her face, her tiny little fingers, her beautiful blue eyes. Ymris was told that all children had blue eyes when they were first born, but she hoped that her daughter's would stay just the way they were, innocent and pure.

"What is her name?" The voice came from no-one nearby, she saw no lips move. She hadn't thought of a name, but her mouth answered anyway.

"Jasmine, her name is Jasmine."

The robust man parted the crowd with his presence, had she seen him before? He looked familiar...

"Jasmine is a beautiful name Ymris, she will be a suitable daughter for such a wonderful mother."

He was dressed in an expensive suit and held a package under one arm, wrapped in a pink bow. He approached her and smiled, there was something familiar yet alien about it. It almost seemed like another life.

"I have brought gifts for her my dear, for such a beautiful, darling child..."

Ymris looks briefly up at the robust man. "Ari?" Turning her attention back to the beautiful baby cradled in her arms she smiles again. "She is beautiful. What did you bring?"
 

Azot's mind was racing a thousand directions at once as he tried to make sense of the message being given to him. If Sebek wanted him to stop the death of the city, could he truly do it by leaving the city? Could Sebek even hear his prayers if he left the walls of Metropolis?

'Are you truly prepared to die Sebek? If you were, why then did you send me out to stop your death?' Who among the gods have already fallen?'

Sitting down, Azot knew the rat's eyes were still upon him. They glowed in the quasi-darkness of the sewers like two small golden orbs of light; waiting to see his next action, or perhaps his next reaction.

'This is beyond me...what business do I have in the affairs of gods? I thought perhaps Sebek was making a point to me by showing a wound, but now I know the truth of the matter...he is truly dieing.'

Closing his eyes, Azot rested his head against the slick stone wall behind him and for a moment allowed himself to listen to the sounds of the sewers. The endless flow of water through the drains, the sound of the rats fighting over their feast on the wildlings, the lapping of the river of waste, and his own breathing.

'If I do not do something, this will all come to an end. Sebek's lair will be no more and those who live beneath the city will fall quickly behind those on the Upper world.'

Rising slowly to his feet, as his body was still sore from the earlier beating he had taken, Azot called out to the rat across the way.

"Tell yer Masters I will do it. I don't know what in the hells I am supposed to do, but I will do it all the same. Sebek has started me on this quest, but it seems his cause is not to be alone."
 

Phoenix:
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Alexi walked back from the pit to the three shining beacons of light.

"So I was the only among us to be honest and truthful upon our meeting. And for that I had weapons drawn against me. Had you three no faith in Metropolis? Had you not trusted in her to find champions?" Alexi shakes his head.

"In any case we are here. We may drop all pretenses, all pretexts and face this as brothers." says Alexi as he hold the tip of his sword out before him. "The time has come for all of us to face an evil that is terrible. To become the saviours of this city. We four have been brought here by divine guidance, and so we walk and are guided by it's grace and blessings. Let us press forward, newly uncloaked to each other, and show our glory upon this ancient fell evil so that it may tremble before it's doom come at last."
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GlassEye said:
Ymris looks briefly up at the robust man. "Ari?" Turning her attention back to the beautiful baby cradled in her arms she smiles again. "She is beautiful. What did you bring?"

"Yes, it's me, Ari." His voice was husky and deep, there was something about him that rung untrue, but on this special day nothing could be wrong. Jasmine's birth was quick and easy, the little girl was perfect. Everyone hailed her as a shining light of innocence, and Ymris has a lifetime of joy ahead of her.

Especially now Ari had returned...Ari...

"I have bought a present from afar for the little wonder, a gift so perfect that it is second only to darling little Jasmine herself. Here, it is no longer mine, but hers..."
 

Tonks said:
Azot's mind was racing a thousand directions at once as he tried to make sense of the message being given to him. If Sebek wanted him to stop the death of the city, could he truly do it by leaving the city? Could Sebek even hear his prayers if he left the walls of Metropolis?

'Are you truly prepared to die Sebek? If you were, why then did you send me out to stop your death?' Who among the gods have already fallen?'

Sitting down, Azot knew the rat's eyes were still upon him. They glowed in the quasi-darkness of the sewers like two small golden orbs of light; waiting to see his next action, or perhaps his next reaction.

'This is beyond me...what business do I have in the affairs of gods? I thought perhaps Sebek was making a point to me by showing a wound, but now I know the truth of the matter...he is truly dieing.'

Closing his eyes, Azot rested his head against the slick stone wall behind him and for a moment allowed himself to listen to the sounds of the sewers. The endless flow of water through the drains, the sound of the rats fighting over their feast on the wildlings, the lapping of the river of waste, and his own breathing.

'If I do not do something, this will all come to an end. Sebek's lair will be no more and those who live beneath the city will fall quickly behind those on the Upper world.'

Rising slowly to his feet, as his body was still sore from the earlier beating he had taken, Azot called out to the rat across the way.

"Tell yer Masters I will do it. I don't know what in the hells I am supposed to do, but I will do it all the same. Sebek has started me on this quest, but it seems his cause is not to be alone."

The water churned before him in mid-stream, the strange rat seemed to smile at him and for a moment Azot wondered if he'd said, or done, the right thing. An enormous tidal wave of stormwater rushed through the tunnel almost instantaneously, Azot barely heard the noise seconds before it hit. He went under, and his head hit something hard...

[sblock=Azot]Water rushed in Azot's ears and darkness consumed him swiftly.

Awaking, the thudding of his heart pounded in his ears causing his head to ache even more. Sitting up he shook his head a little to clear the water from his ears and get his bearings, where was he? It was some huge cavern, somewhere no doubt.

It was strange, the noise of his heart beating still filled his ears, even though his ears seemed to have recovered. Trying to clear his head, Azot focused on the chamber around him, there was a great deal of water pooled around him where thick red vines drank deeply. The filthy corrupted water from the surface could not give sustenance to normal people without filtering, whatever fed here had either adapted well or was...

...dying...

Azot's eyes stared up into the gigantic beating heart who's thudding still echoed through the chamber. The veins that ran from the organ suspended it in the centre of the chamber as well as feeding from the pools of water on the ground, it looked sick though, very sick.

"Well you're the first person I've seen in here for a while..."

Azot turned to a spot where a moment ago there was no-one. A strange halfling sat on a rock stroking the head of the rat that Azot had rescued. The halfling was dressed in the garb of a sewer shaman also, though not of Azot's ilk.

"My name's Taran, this is Twitchy. He gets away from me sometimes, and those damn cannibal dwarves still roam the city. I'd like to thank you, but I don't think you'll like my reward..."[/sblock]
 

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