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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 738541" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 017“Stuck”“I don’t think they’re coming after us”, answers Mania quietly.Dutch says nothing.  He just continues to stare at the dim light above them….Another 30 minutes go by and Mania begins to move away from the crack in the ceiling where they fell in.  Dutch is no longer as tense but remainds mindfull of the entrance.“That was something else.  We slid down many feet of earth and sand then through that crack and down twenty feet.  If not for the loose sand, we would have broken something falling into here…where is here?”, Mania inquires now relieseing that this is no cave or pit.“It is man made….hasen’t been used in a loooong time.   Perhaps a tomb or ruin”,  replys Dogg.  “I still haven’t found a way out.”“Humph” is all Dutch can answer.Knowing he led them into this and may now have them all trapped, Mania remains quiet and decides to look about.Little light streams in from the long curving tunnel that leads to the damaged ceiling.  He can only make out slight images and forms.   By his guess, they are in a 30x30 room with a ceiling 20+ feet above.  All stone and well done.   Dozens of large 4ft tall ceramic pots line the walls.  Uncertain of what he sees on the walls he moves closer to them.  “Reading” them by feel, Mania trys to get a mental picture of the deep carved reliefs that fill the area of 5ft to beyond his reach.  Under five foot are two inches marking…possibly a code or language.“What do you make of it Dogg? He asks”“Tombs are not my thing but I know a bit about them.  There are carving of a language that I doubt is common.  The carvings are those of humaniods.  Based on the carvings, an extinct race.  They are big and tall.  Large pointed noses with course hair braided like that of Urikittes.  Not sure of the meaning, but the sun is depicted several times.  It either was a source of worship or of great danger.  Over here has a curious depiction.  A large human, over weight, is carried by several other humans.  These big humaniods are either worshiping him or begging or pleading for something.   Wish I knew more ancient history.”, replys continuing to search the walls.Dutch, satisfied the Gith are not following them or aware of their location, rises up and fumbles through his pack.  Pulling out two torches and several stones wrapped in leather, he strikes the stones together several times before getting sparks.  Several more strikes before he gets a spark that ignites a torch.  “We search for a means out before anything else.  Come dusk- the torches go out.  We don’t need to alert the gith of our location.”He hands one torch to Mania and instructs him to follow Dogg to give him light.  With the other torch he too searches about, only he searches for threats and dangers instead of a means out.Peering carefully at the vases, he pulls out one sword and lifts up a lid.  Dust.  Whatever it contained has dried up and turned to dust.  He moves onto the next vace and the next until he has looked at about 15 vases.  All of them several inches of blackish-brown dust and rotted organic material.For the next two hours Dogg looks for a way out and finds none.  “I know there has to be a way out,” summises Dogg.If you have food rations- conserve them.  I may be able to summon up water once a day but I can’t even guarentee that.  Dutch sits down.“We’re stuck aren’t we?”</blockquote>

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