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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1246464" data-attributes="member: 9255"><p>UNDER A DARKSUN</p><p>SEGMENT 115</p><p>“Logan's Frustration”</p><p></p><p>He searched for his missing friends all the way back to the dormitory wings. Knowing he went too far, he went back. He returned to the closet room. Scratching his hairless head he stared at the globe within the room. “Damned trap!” He strikes the globe with his hand.</p><p></p><p>Nothing. How he wishes he had his axe! He gets down on his hands and knees and searches for the trapdoor lining. He finds none. “Hurmmm”</p><p></p><p>He checks the walls now for anything that could be a lever or a trap device. Nothing. “Hurmmm”</p><p></p><p>Now angry, he begins to pound and stomp within the room. Dust and flakes of peeling paint fall from the ceiling and walls. After a few moments of this, his anger spent, he leaves the room and tries a new wing. “Dumb damned house” he sputters.</p><p></p><p>He comes into a large room that has several exits from it. This room reminds him of a meeting place for many people. There are old benches that surround a raised stage in the center. He walks to the stage and climbs up onto it. “Where the heck is everyone you blasted house!” he shouts with his hands cupped over his mouth. His eyes flicker in silence and annoyance from the stirred dust. Nothing. “Hurmmm” And thus he stomps off as only a stubborn dwarf can.</p><p></p><p>He crosses the room and goes down another hallway. He finds another door similar to the closet he thinks trapped his friends. He tries the door but it is locked. One strike later he stands in the room. With the door closed, it has survived the ages a bit better. Less dust is in the room. The globe is there, built into the wall. He decides to try to pull it from the wall. Then he will have something to break the other globe.</p><p></p><p>His fingers keep slipping off the smooth surface. After the fourth attempt he realizes someone is talking to his mind. “Hurmmmm” He steps back from the globe and places his balled up fists on his hips. His barbaric nature makes him distrust the strange glass immediately. “What are you about?” he demands.</p><p></p><p>Nothing.</p><p></p><p>Not sure what else to do, he tentatively reaches out to it. One hand touches it- the other is balled up and readies to strike it.</p><p></p><p>“Where to?”</p><p></p><p>“Where to!?! What kind of comment is that?” He growls removing his hand in frustration.</p><p></p><p>Silence.</p><p></p><p>He touches the curved glass again. “Where to?”</p><p></p><p>“Can’t you say anything but “where to?” He grumbles with his hand on the globe.</p><p></p><p>“Please repeat or clarify”</p><p></p><p>“Arrrgh stupid globe!” He snarls at it awhile pulling back his hand.</p><p></p><p>Nothing.</p><p></p><p>His eyes now red in anger, Logan touches the globe again.</p><p></p><p>“Where to?”</p><p></p><p>With teeth gritted in anger- “My Friends”</p><p></p><p>“Name please or wing and level”</p><p></p><p>“Whaaa…!?? How big is this darned place?”</p><p></p><p>“Three levels; each with five wings plus sublevels. Where to?”</p><p></p><p>Confusion clearly on his face he thinks about this. Smiling he replies “My friends are Mania, Cosa and Belinda.”</p><p></p><p>“We have no Mania or Cosa on the directory. Would you like to visit Belinda?”</p><p></p><p> “I would not have asked if I didn’t answers the angered dwarf.”</p><p></p><p>A soft light glows from within the globe and Logan now wonders if this was a good idea.</p><p></p><p>He reappears in a room similar to the other two. This one however shows structural damage. He pushes on the door and it collapses outward. “Oh crap!”</p><p></p><p>He sees the outlines of several skeletons in the rumble that are moving his way. They react to his presence by quickening their pace and charging him.</p><p></p><p>Two rake his exposed body with their clawed hands. The other two miss him. He strikes at them with his fists and cleaves through two of them. He misses the next one with his overbalanced punch. He grabs one by the rib cage and body slams it into the rubble with his own weight. Damaged, it tries to attack him but he smothers it well. The free one strikes him again drawing blood from a caked up injury. He tears the head off of the grappled skeleton and throws it at the attacker. It misses.</p><p></p><p>It leaps at him but he easily breaks it apart in midair. “Hurrm…don’t feel so good.”</p><p></p><p>Many of his previous wounds are not yet closed and are now reopened. The silt and dust act as a clotting agent and may be what saves his life in the end.</p><p></p><p>He stumbles about and looks for an exit. He finds his darkvision wavering and he finds the reason. There is a collapsed section of outer wall. This is where the Minscar will enter thinks Logan. More lost than ever, he turns around and goes deeper into the building</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="megamania, post: 1246464, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 115 “Logan's Frustration” He searched for his missing friends all the way back to the dormitory wings. Knowing he went too far, he went back. He returned to the closet room. Scratching his hairless head he stared at the globe within the room. “Damned trap!” He strikes the globe with his hand. Nothing. How he wishes he had his axe! He gets down on his hands and knees and searches for the trapdoor lining. He finds none. “Hurmmm” He checks the walls now for anything that could be a lever or a trap device. Nothing. “Hurmmm” Now angry, he begins to pound and stomp within the room. Dust and flakes of peeling paint fall from the ceiling and walls. After a few moments of this, his anger spent, he leaves the room and tries a new wing. “Dumb damned house” he sputters. He comes into a large room that has several exits from it. This room reminds him of a meeting place for many people. There are old benches that surround a raised stage in the center. He walks to the stage and climbs up onto it. “Where the heck is everyone you blasted house!” he shouts with his hands cupped over his mouth. His eyes flicker in silence and annoyance from the stirred dust. Nothing. “Hurmmm” And thus he stomps off as only a stubborn dwarf can. He crosses the room and goes down another hallway. He finds another door similar to the closet he thinks trapped his friends. He tries the door but it is locked. One strike later he stands in the room. With the door closed, it has survived the ages a bit better. Less dust is in the room. The globe is there, built into the wall. He decides to try to pull it from the wall. Then he will have something to break the other globe. His fingers keep slipping off the smooth surface. After the fourth attempt he realizes someone is talking to his mind. “Hurmmmm” He steps back from the globe and places his balled up fists on his hips. His barbaric nature makes him distrust the strange glass immediately. “What are you about?” he demands. Nothing. Not sure what else to do, he tentatively reaches out to it. One hand touches it- the other is balled up and readies to strike it. “Where to?” “Where to!?! What kind of comment is that?” He growls removing his hand in frustration. Silence. He touches the curved glass again. “Where to?” “Can’t you say anything but “where to?” He grumbles with his hand on the globe. “Please repeat or clarify” “Arrrgh stupid globe!” He snarls at it awhile pulling back his hand. Nothing. His eyes now red in anger, Logan touches the globe again. “Where to?” With teeth gritted in anger- “My Friends” “Name please or wing and level” “Whaaa…!?? How big is this darned place?” “Three levels; each with five wings plus sublevels. Where to?” Confusion clearly on his face he thinks about this. Smiling he replies “My friends are Mania, Cosa and Belinda.” “We have no Mania or Cosa on the directory. Would you like to visit Belinda?” “I would not have asked if I didn’t answers the angered dwarf.” A soft light glows from within the globe and Logan now wonders if this was a good idea. He reappears in a room similar to the other two. This one however shows structural damage. He pushes on the door and it collapses outward. “Oh crap!” He sees the outlines of several skeletons in the rumble that are moving his way. They react to his presence by quickening their pace and charging him. Two rake his exposed body with their clawed hands. The other two miss him. He strikes at them with his fists and cleaves through two of them. He misses the next one with his overbalanced punch. He grabs one by the rib cage and body slams it into the rubble with his own weight. Damaged, it tries to attack him but he smothers it well. The free one strikes him again drawing blood from a caked up injury. He tears the head off of the grappled skeleton and throws it at the attacker. It misses. It leaps at him but he easily breaks it apart in midair. “Hurrm…don’t feel so good.” Many of his previous wounds are not yet closed and are now reopened. The silt and dust act as a clotting agent and may be what saves his life in the end. He stumbles about and looks for an exit. He finds his darkvision wavering and he finds the reason. There is a collapsed section of outer wall. This is where the Minscar will enter thinks Logan. More lost than ever, he turns around and goes deeper into the building [/QUOTE]
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