(YBA) Kalath in the dungeons of Tutul

[Wicht]

Kalath enters into a large, round, earthen chamber, lit by a soft yellow light from above. There are four marble pillars at four corners of a square near the walls of the room and there are plants (ferns, small trees, berry bushes, etc.) growing everywhere. The music seems to be eminating from the center of the room, but the foliage is too thick to make out what is there.

The singer however sounds male.

 

[graydoom]

Kalath cautiously makes his way towards the center of the room, trying not to step on too many of the plants on the way.

 

[Wicht]

As Kalath approaches, he sees that there is a triangle of stone around the rock upon which the singer sits and weaves his melodic music. A stream of water flows by the singer.

When Kalath is not far away, the singer smiles, nods and beckons the fighter over.

 

[graydoom]

Kalath approaches the singer.

"Nice music."

 

[Wicht]

The singer stops singing and says, "Thank You, and what brings you all the way to this, my prison?"

 

[graydoom]

"Nothing, really. I'm just a wanderer and happened to hear your singing while exploring around here."

"You say this place is your prison? How does it keep you in?"

 

[Wicht]

"Magic imprisons me," says the man, "Its really just a fancy magical trap or prison, tuned to me. Now if you want to free me, all you would have to do is knock down one of those four stone pillars or perhaps get rid of part of this accursed triangle, but until someone does that, I am rather powerless to do much but sing."

 

[graydoom]

"Hmmm. Well, first, tell me a few things...."

"Mainly, who are you and how did you come to be imprisoned like this? And what will you do once freed?"

 

[Wicht]

"Honestly, I do not know what I would do if freed. I am called the Bard and I once was the ruler of a fair underground domain. But then someone else, someone evil, became a neighbor and soon he had sent insane lunatics to oust me and take over my little kingdom. I was shut up here in an empty stone room. That was a long, long time ago. I have sustained myself with my music. Occassionally one of the things checks on me, once every few years, but really you are the first all this time to stop by for a visit. I thought at first you were one of those goons to be honest."

 

[graydoom]

"Interesting... I believe the current ruler of this realm also calls himself the Bard."

"A few more questions. I'm not one of the 'lunatics', but I'm interested in them... I may have encountered them. The 'lunatics' you speak of that imprisoned you... what were they like?"

"Also, what do you plan to do when you are freed?"

"Finally, anything you can tell me about the layout of this area would be helpful."