Q'Barra: Facing Truth Chapter 2

[Pebele]

The group spent the next two days resting and planning their attack on the lower level of the temple. Luckily for them, Ducerne and Alicia knew where the food stores were, and there was plenty for the party to eat while they rested.

As far as anyone could tell, nothing, human or otherwise, came looking for them.

The dawn of the third day found them sitting around a table in the barracks. "How is everyone? Should we go back to the lower level today?"

 

[Yeoman]

"I believe so. It's time to finish this mission. Let's move it out!"

 

[Rolzup]

"I'm ready," Darrick declares. Two relatively restful days have apparently done wonders for his mood, and he seems almost cheerful at the thought of the battle ahead. "Have you any suggestions as to how we should best handle these undead, Catherine? Have they any vulnerabilities that we can exploit?"

 

[EvolutionKB]

Kaelan

Kaelan spent the two days relaxing for the most part. He brushed off Catherine's nagging to lay down, until she made it an order. Then he complied with a sigh. After a full day of rest, he was back to normal, it was more precautionary that they rest the next day. Feeling more himself, he involved himself in weapons practice with Darrick, Charles, and Sepoto. He debated arcane theory with Trebuchet, and spoke to everybody of his suspected condition: His brother momentarily taking over his body. He further inquired Catherine of possesion once more, hoping she could recall something else.

"We should be going," he says. "I am starting to get antsy up here, when I know our goal is very close. The Academy probably assumes we are dead by now, I wonder if they'll send somebody to look for us?"

 

[Rookseye]

Less battle-weary than the rest, more from luck than anything else, Sepoto was content to take the bulk of the relatively uneventful watches while the others rested and recuperated.

The ruin was almost eerily silent now, and the frowning stone on all sides had begun to unnerve the shifter, who never felt quite right when forced to remain a prisoner within four walls. He already longed for the sun and the familiar scents of the jungle. He had consumed the last of his fruit, a slightly mouldering cantaloupe on his last watch before their departure for the level below, and though the juice was sweet, his stomach now rebelled.

"Sepoto is ready, as well."

Then his abdomen makes a sound like lemur squealing in a hollow tree. Audible to all.

Thinking of the repulsive undead and his churning stomach, Sepoto excuses himself, deciding to find a remote chamber to make sure his body did not betray him later. Turning to Trebuchet, and patting his composite plating, Sepoto whispers,

"Hmm, Sepoto will return in a moment Trenchbucket...you are lucky sometimes that you do not eat as we do..."

 

[Shayuri]

"I agree!" Trebuchet bugles earnestly. "Even when it works properly, it's a messy, nasty business. I suppose it's a small price for how your bodies keep pulling themselves back together on their own though."

Over the two days, he'd managed to correct most of the damage, save for a few minor dents and blemishes, but it had taken a lot of work. The mithril that covered his vital points and torso was harder than his tools, and difficult to work with.

 

[Pebele]

The group heads back to the doorway to the lower level. They remove the barricade that they had placed there and prepare for combat.

However, the stairway is deserted. The group is able to make its way down to the lower level without encountering enemies.

They are faced with deciding where to do. The room they are in has exits to the north, south, east and west. They had gone west before.

 

[EvolutionKB]

Kaelan

Kaelan stands at the door that led to the walking corpses before. "Catherine, would like to deal with the walking dead now?" His blades are out, and his knee spike emerges from his flesh. Sharp claws emerge from his fingertips. Finally, his jaws and teeth elongate once more.

 

[Yeoman]

"Catherine, would like to deal with the walking dead now?"

"Yes, I would. I'll drive back as many as I can, and then we'll cut them down." Catherine points to Darrick. "You're with me. Everyone else, follow behind us."

 

[Rookseye]

Sepoto nods to Catherine, not relishing the thought of returning within smelling distance of the mouldering corpses, but grateful that his stomach has finally started to settle.

"Lead on, Captain-Catherine!"