S3: The Scythe of Seto (Bront Judging)[Completed]

Eusebius listens in silence to Trimble's description of their destination, then heaves a sigh.

"It sounds ... delightful," he says wearily.
 

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Trimble leads them into the woods the next morning, towards Jareth's temple. As he walks, he snaps his finger. "I remember the riddle that little imp told me." Trimble chuckles. "It was easy for me, but perhaps hard for you. It went like this:

Here on earth it is true, yesterday is always before today; but there is a place where yesterday always follows today. Where?

Before long the group comes to a strange door. It seems to be built into a hill, which is thick with trees, exposed roots, and strange, flowering plants. It is an odd-shaped door, seemingly tilted, and rounded on the bottom, but flat on the top. It is red, and somewhat scratched and stained. There is no evident handle or lock. To the side, a rod emerges from the dirt. It looks like a perch. Trimble stops a little ways off. "Walk directly to the door. I'll come with you, but I'd prefer one of you went first. Some of those plants are dangerous. Try not to touch any of them."
 

Once he snaps out of the fever, Beamer is grateful for the attentions of his companions. "Thank you all." He inquires about the strange crystal and resolves to keep it with him as it somehow staved off the infection.

As Trimble describes the temple to them, he takes stock of his scrolls so as to make sure he knows all the tricks he has ready for this temple. It sounds like he might need very last one of them.

In the morning before setting out, he casts mage armor on himself (Shared with Louie) and on Eusebius.

Beamer walks as cautiously as ever. He would walk more cautiously, but he was already walking as cautiously as he can. He examines the entrance as best he can without getting any closer for the moment.

OOC:
Spells remaining: 0th: 6, 1st: 5, 2nd: 6, 3rd: 4

Beamer has Knowledge (Arcana) +6 and Spellcraft +7. He does his best to puzzle out any information about what they will be facing from Trimble's clues.
 

"Giant knights wit' giant swords? Riddles an' mirrors an' slides? Sounds like it could be a lot o' fun!"

When Trimble mentions his current occupation, Rasereit raises an eyebrow but says nothing.

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At the temple, Raasereit leans on his axe, thinking about Trimble's riddle. Finally he shouts in exasperation, "Bah! Ah hate riddles. You lads take the riddles, Ah'll take the knight, eh?" He'll take the point, if nobody else wants to.

OOC: I have an answer to the riddle, but I doubt Rasereit's the sort to come up with it himself...
 

The Lost Temple of Jareth

The group appraches the odd door. The woods around seem strangely quiet. The door seems to be set into a hill, thick with trees, vines and flowing plants. The door itself is red and very smooth. It is completely clean and free of debris.

Suddenly a colorful tropical parrot speaks the group from a small perch next to the door. The parrot wasn't there a moment before, but no one quite noticed where it came from. "Squaak! Welcome to the True temple of Jareth! Welcome to the True temple of Jareth! Welcome to the True temple of Jareth! Come in if you want to play. Make an offering and come in. Put it down put it down and come in and play." The parrot speaks very fast. "Put it down answer the riddle and come in!"
 


Beamer looks at Trimble. "Are you sure it is the same riddle? Did the bird tell you the riddle before? I'd hate to give the right answer to the wrong question. Hmm." He listens, hoping the bird will answer Raz's question, though he suspects the offering is another riddle.
 


"'A dictionary.' Good. I got that one right myself." says Trimble. As to the parrot, he pauses, then continues. "Well, I've never seen that parrot before. I've only seen some imp. But you have to make a donation before it will ask you the riddle. It's not unusual. Quite customary, really, to make a donation if you want to enter a temple. I gave some money one time, a book another. I don't know, but I suspect that the more valuable your offering, the easier your riddle."
 

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