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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 5196561" data-attributes="member: 60965">Session 30, Part 11 The Kraken literally surrounded them, a dozen tentacles hovering around them and over them, like a cage of thick, cartilaginous flesh. One huge eye stared at them unblinking, an eye used to gazing into the blackest depths now boring into them.  Its speech seemed to sound in the water all around them, the water visibly stirring and silt swirling from the mud beneath their feet with its every word.  Through the gaps in their 'cage', dozens of giant squid the size of trees floated, waiting. -The bearers of another Stone, come for what reason- Suniel glanced at Bail out of the corner of his eye.  The half-dragon was still, the stillness of a coiled spring. “We come to bargain for the True Stone of Water that you bear.  What could be offered that we might use it?” Mud swirled up and Suniel felt the sound in his bones, a sound that it took a moment for him to determine was laughter.  What passed for laughter in a kraken anyway. -Underdakul the Headless might have given it away, but Nakral the Unconquered, Lord of the Many-limbed, Emperor of the Sea Slave Locath, Ruler of the Sea of the Land Seed and all the waters it touches, he would instead make a demand in return.  The two landlings will let their stone float free and hide back in the Turtle of the Dead Ones, return to the Thin Waters above, and in return they will live- “Was that a threat?” Bail said.  He glanced over at Suniel.  “Did this big squid just threaten us?” Suniel raised his hand to calm the half-dragon, never taking his eye off the gold-ringed disc of the kraken's massive eye.  “You must know of what threatens the 'Thin Waters' and all of Felskein.  Iron Sky comes to claim all for themselves, even the Sea of the Land Seed.  They are incapable of rest, implacable, they will not stop until there is nothing to resist them.  If we do not stop them, your Empire will fall.  Perhaps you will hold out for a year or even a decade before the surface is conquered, but they will come.” -The Deeps will rust them away and the Many-limbed will drag them beneath the tides, pull them apart and cast them to the depths near the Land Seed where the very water devours surface things.  Nakral has lived for ten thousand Deep Tides and he will live for ten thousand more.  It is only for the surfacelings to fear those archaic metal slaves of the Dead Ones- “I think he said no,” Bail said.  “It just took him a while.” “Thanks, I got that,” Suniel said.  He had little hope of being able to talk his way through this and that little hope was fading fast.  He raised the True Stone of Lightning in his hand, strategically placed where Bail could easily reach it as well. “So there is nothing that we might do to convince you to let us even borrow your True Stone long enough to stop Iron Sky?  I swear on my wife's grave, on the True Stones, and on anything else you would name that we will return it when we are done.” -The landling would have Nakral for a fool.  Does the elfling believe that Nakral would willingly do this? Does it still believe that it will leave this place with the stone it holds? No, Nakral will make the offer one last time.  Leave the stone, swallow yourselves in your swimming toy of silversteel, flee back to the airy realm.  Otherwise Nakral will take the stone, pull apart the landlings slowly, their agony spanning of a Deep Tide so that Nakral might feel the sounds of their cries in the Deeps, then throw the pieces to the Children of the Many Limbs.  They will feast on the drifting flesh of the elfling and its lizard. Make this decision quickly, Nakral tires of this empty sound-game- Suniel hardened himself inside, preparing for what was about to happen.  He took a deep breath, aware of the slow constriction of the kraken's tentacles closing in around them.  He took a deep breath, aware that it may be his last.“We brought you this banana.” There was a moment of stillness, silence. -What is a banana- The water became a charged, boiling storm of lightning, thrashing tentacles, blinding mud, and death.</blockquote>

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