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<blockquote data-quote="Feir Fireb" data-source="post: 4844488" data-attributes="member: 14074"><p><strong>Excerpt from "The Unscholarly Journals of Darren the Senalline": Wonders in the Dark</strong></p><p></p><p><strong>TIME PASSED IN</strong> oblivion. I opened my eyes and found myself drifting face-up through the water, Atrix swimming ahead with one arm about me, keeping my head above the water. "Atrix?"</p><p></p><p>"Darren! Thank Ii!"</p><p></p><p>"What happened?"</p><p></p><p>"You blacked out going through that flume. It was a miracle we didn't both drown." His voice sounded strange, uncomfortable. There was a pause. "We came out of another waterfall and into a cavern again. When I saw that you were still breathing, I had to keep you up out of the water and thought it would be best to bring you somewhere shallower. The tunnel we're in isn't too bad depth-wise and the water's been moving a lot more slowly. We could probably rest a little if you wanted to. How do you feel?"</p><p></p><p>"Sore. Ill. Wet. Getting hungry, actually." The fact that our hoarded breakfast after the Day of Harvest had become more and more distant was now hard to ignore.</p><p></p><p>"Most of those describe me, too."</p><p></p><p>We stayed at the side of the tunnel for a while. I looked back the way we came and saw the tunnel went on for a long ways, with no open cavern in sight. Atrix had probably dragged me a long ways. He looked tired, like he had been swimming for a while. We have since attempted to corroborate our memories of the route that we took through the sewers, and from Atrix's memories it is clear that he had carried me quite a distance unconscious. But I have marked the route by which he took me in blue, as his unenhanced senses may have missed pertinent aides to navigation. In any event, I expect attempts to retrace our route of escape would be best pursued in a manner that begins from a closer point to the palace and avoids, for example, the dangerous waterways that propelled us so far. But the ability to navigate the sewers of Tziwan is a useful thing in itself (as the Shrouded Path well know) and so I will continue to endeavor to describe them in some detail.</p><p></p><p><strong>ONCE ATRIX HAD</strong> had a chance to relax from his long slog with my inert body and it had become evident that I could continue as well, we followed the sewer once more. After some time wading through chest-deep water, Atrix whispered, "Darren, do you see light up ahead?" Sure enough, I did, but we had not been so fortunate as to come to daylight. The strange glow gradually grew in intensity and we saw that what had seemed like the reflection of distant light on the water was not simple daylight but rather coming from the water itself in many different colors that seemed to blend together at a distance. The bizarre, faint shimmer of the water began to unnerve us as we progressed until we gradually realized we were moving through the glow of purples, greens, yellows and more. But unharmed as we were, we moved onwards a brief ways until we came upon the source of the glow, the sewer opening into a cavern that contained a great pool of the odd water. Furthermore, strange fungi covered great portions of the cavern walls and the rock ledges that dotted the sides of the pool. It glowed in odd pinks, purples and yellows and much of the light in the water arose simply from reflection of the fungus. But not all.</p><p></p><p>Wading deep through the pool, we moved to inspect some of the fungus. Hungry as we were, I was not about to attempt to eat any of it and I suspect neither was Atrix. But it had aroused both of our curiosities. As we moved closer to some of the fungi-laden rocks in the midst of the cavern, Atrix whirled and began to convulse, splashing into the water. His muscles gave up their strength and he went limp, drifting just underneath the water as I first attempted to stay him, then to lift him above the water. "Atrix! Atrix!" I cried out. He had stopped breathing and water drained from his nose and mouth. I weakly hoisted his head above water much as he had done to me and scanned for the nearest outcropping. Finding a ledge that was low to the water, I pushed with all of my poison-shorn might just to place half of his body onto the shelf so that I might get out myself, then drag Atrix the rest of the way and hope I could work the water out of his lungs. Emptying the water from him, I began to fear that no man could keep full of water as long as he had been and still live. </p><p></p><p>I pulled him further away from the water, such that we were almost flush against another mass of glowing fungi. To my relief and alarm, the twitching began and continued to strengthen into mild convulsions as we moved towards the fungus. At least he was alive. But now what? My mind reeled as I took stock of the situation and feared how my friend's life rested while in my hands alone. I could barely move him. Was the fungus doing this to him? Did being closer to it making him worse? I could not tell. Why did it not affect me? Nothing made sense.</p><p></p><p>I moved Atrix again, this time towards the water and away from the fungus. The convulsions continued, though very mildly. I dropped down to sit by him and rest, praying that he would pull through somehow. I checked his wounds, but they had gotten no worse except that the makeshift bandages had long been soaked by waters of various degrees and kinds of impurity. I had to rest. I needed more strength. I waited a long time in that cavern, surrounded all about by the glowing fungi that silently mocked me. I watched for some sign of improvement on Atrix's part. I could not tell if Atrix's condition was getting better or worse, but the rest had at least allowed me to garner my strength and fight the poison a little. I had to get him out of there. I eased him off of the ledge and back into the glimmering water, descending with him to keep his head above water again. Then, slowly, very slowly, I made my way out of the cavern with my limp, twitching compatriot in tow. The strange lights and colors were gradually replaced by a familiar blackness and the faint and ever-increasing scent of human waste that had always remained under the heightened senses that the dwarrow amulet imparted. My long-growing appetite gradually faded. And Atrix awoke.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Feir Fireb, post: 4844488, member: 14074"] [b]Excerpt from "The Unscholarly Journals of Darren the Senalline": Wonders in the Dark[/b] [B]TIME PASSED IN[/B] oblivion. I opened my eyes and found myself drifting face-up through the water, Atrix swimming ahead with one arm about me, keeping my head above the water. "Atrix?" "Darren! Thank Ii!" "What happened?" "You blacked out going through that flume. It was a miracle we didn't both drown." His voice sounded strange, uncomfortable. There was a pause. "We came out of another waterfall and into a cavern again. When I saw that you were still breathing, I had to keep you up out of the water and thought it would be best to bring you somewhere shallower. The tunnel we're in isn't too bad depth-wise and the water's been moving a lot more slowly. We could probably rest a little if you wanted to. How do you feel?" "Sore. Ill. Wet. Getting hungry, actually." The fact that our hoarded breakfast after the Day of Harvest had become more and more distant was now hard to ignore. "Most of those describe me, too." We stayed at the side of the tunnel for a while. I looked back the way we came and saw the tunnel went on for a long ways, with no open cavern in sight. Atrix had probably dragged me a long ways. He looked tired, like he had been swimming for a while. We have since attempted to corroborate our memories of the route that we took through the sewers, and from Atrix's memories it is clear that he had carried me quite a distance unconscious. But I have marked the route by which he took me in blue, as his unenhanced senses may have missed pertinent aides to navigation. In any event, I expect attempts to retrace our route of escape would be best pursued in a manner that begins from a closer point to the palace and avoids, for example, the dangerous waterways that propelled us so far. But the ability to navigate the sewers of Tziwan is a useful thing in itself (as the Shrouded Path well know) and so I will continue to endeavor to describe them in some detail. [B]ONCE ATRIX HAD[/B] had a chance to relax from his long slog with my inert body and it had become evident that I could continue as well, we followed the sewer once more. After some time wading through chest-deep water, Atrix whispered, "Darren, do you see light up ahead?" Sure enough, I did, but we had not been so fortunate as to come to daylight. The strange glow gradually grew in intensity and we saw that what had seemed like the reflection of distant light on the water was not simple daylight but rather coming from the water itself in many different colors that seemed to blend together at a distance. The bizarre, faint shimmer of the water began to unnerve us as we progressed until we gradually realized we were moving through the glow of purples, greens, yellows and more. But unharmed as we were, we moved onwards a brief ways until we came upon the source of the glow, the sewer opening into a cavern that contained a great pool of the odd water. Furthermore, strange fungi covered great portions of the cavern walls and the rock ledges that dotted the sides of the pool. It glowed in odd pinks, purples and yellows and much of the light in the water arose simply from reflection of the fungus. But not all. Wading deep through the pool, we moved to inspect some of the fungus. Hungry as we were, I was not about to attempt to eat any of it and I suspect neither was Atrix. But it had aroused both of our curiosities. As we moved closer to some of the fungi-laden rocks in the midst of the cavern, Atrix whirled and began to convulse, splashing into the water. His muscles gave up their strength and he went limp, drifting just underneath the water as I first attempted to stay him, then to lift him above the water. "Atrix! Atrix!" I cried out. He had stopped breathing and water drained from his nose and mouth. I weakly hoisted his head above water much as he had done to me and scanned for the nearest outcropping. Finding a ledge that was low to the water, I pushed with all of my poison-shorn might just to place half of his body onto the shelf so that I might get out myself, then drag Atrix the rest of the way and hope I could work the water out of his lungs. Emptying the water from him, I began to fear that no man could keep full of water as long as he had been and still live. I pulled him further away from the water, such that we were almost flush against another mass of glowing fungi. To my relief and alarm, the twitching began and continued to strengthen into mild convulsions as we moved towards the fungus. At least he was alive. But now what? My mind reeled as I took stock of the situation and feared how my friend's life rested while in my hands alone. I could barely move him. Was the fungus doing this to him? Did being closer to it making him worse? I could not tell. Why did it not affect me? Nothing made sense. I moved Atrix again, this time towards the water and away from the fungus. The convulsions continued, though very mildly. I dropped down to sit by him and rest, praying that he would pull through somehow. I checked his wounds, but they had gotten no worse except that the makeshift bandages had long been soaked by waters of various degrees and kinds of impurity. I had to rest. I needed more strength. I waited a long time in that cavern, surrounded all about by the glowing fungi that silently mocked me. I watched for some sign of improvement on Atrix's part. I could not tell if Atrix's condition was getting better or worse, but the rest had at least allowed me to garner my strength and fight the poison a little. I had to get him out of there. I eased him off of the ledge and back into the glimmering water, descending with him to keep his head above water again. Then, slowly, very slowly, I made my way out of the cavern with my limp, twitching compatriot in tow. The strange lights and colors were gradually replaced by a familiar blackness and the faint and ever-increasing scent of human waste that had always remained under the heightened senses that the dwarrow amulet imparted. My long-growing appetite gradually faded. And Atrix awoke. [/QUOTE]
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