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Kadar had uncommonly good fortune, escaping the hangman many times over the years. His ancestral guardians made sure he survived no matter what happened, and he would survive this fucking game too. He was sure of that when he leaned down, grunting when he snatched his card from the ground.

"Let's see what we have here eh?" He wondered aloud, expressing confusion when he examined the strange card. The warping enchantment was something he'd never seen before — no small feat considering his experience in casinos and backrooms, where fortunes were wagered over card games.

Kadar was curious, and demanded explanation when he snapped "What are these enchanted cards? How do we know you're not making them change to rig the game?" He sounded part annoyed and part curious, pursing his mouth as he showed the creature his card.

"So have I won your parlor game? What's my prize? Am I to stay with the pirates or leave this infernal place?" He continued, concealing nervousness with brashness, hand clenching around his card before tossing the crumpled thing away. He wanted to say more but stayed mum for now, awaiting an answer from the beast.

Meanwhile the others were about to cut through a bracelet, looking more conspicuous than a mountain. Kadar wondered why the monster allowed them to work on escaping, guessing the group was considered too weak to worry about. What an arrogant mistake that was. Kadar knew how to keep prisoners, and giving them inches meant conceding miles once the ball started rolling. He stayed mum on that too though, happy to see the creature make mistakes and dig his own grave.

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Involved: Jet Jet
Interaction: Mook-LandStrider Mook-LandStrider Fred Colon Fred Colon
In Scene: Sarahspn Sarahspn Arcanist Arcanist
Etc: EldridSmith EldridSmith

Gambler.JPGThe figure’s gaze travelled over to Kadar once a card was picked. As soon as the man had touched it, the face of the card shifted to reveal a 2. In the upper-right hand corner was a spade.

Straightening up, they pointed, “Is a 2 Kadar got! Don’t worry-” they snatched another card up, which revealed an 8 with a heart in the upper-right, which caused them to giggle mid-sentence “-We can teach you when you’re saved! 3-0 for us. We don't rig this.” They hopped foot to foot with glee, clapping their hands together, “We have such luck this day!

They looked over at Amalgahsett and Daisy, “Those cutting the bracelet, please, pick a card ‘fore we do it for you.” They looked like they could barely contain themselves.

They tilted their head as they looked in a direction down the tunnel, “We are about to have ourselves some new players too!” They looked as though they were pilfering through their thoughts, “Liam!” They tapped their finger to their cheek, "And us too!"

Stay: Rose, Jane
Save: Kadar
 
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Daisy watched the card drawing process with furrowed brows as her three companions drew, apparently, bad cards. They were required to stay, it seemed. She glanced back to the shadowy figure, who hadn't seemed to react when Daisy took her steps back to allow Amal a chance to get at her wrist band. She almost wanted to draw a card, the other two had failed, as had Kadar, so shouldn't she succeed here, based on probability? She knew that wasn't how probability actually worked, but it was still vaguely tempting. She'd had an aunt who had loved games of chance, and that was the line of thinking she followed just before losing lots of money to her uncle, who was very good at cheating. Daisy glanced to Kadar, as the creature told him that he would be 'saved'. Hopefully he wouldn't be taken soon. Daisy wouldn't allow anyone else to be taken, not if she could help it.

This thing claimed a commotion was happening on the surface, and Daisy thought she could sense rumblings of it at the edges of her earth sense, but it was sitting here playing games with them. She wondered what that meant. It could mean nothing, this thing was clearly insane. She hoped the conflict was their companions coming to rescue them, but worried that if the whole town was against them, they might be in just as much peril as they were here. It would be best if they tried to escape on their own.

And then, unsurprisingly, the creature called Amal. Daisy had held little real hope that they hadn't been spotted, but she kept her arm behind her back, waiting to see what Amal would do. If she could just get this stupid wrist band off, the tides would change. A geomancer in an underground tunnel was at quite the advantage.

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Sarahspn Sarahspn
Taigakitt Taigakitt
Mook-LandStrider Mook-LandStrider
Arcanist Arcanist
 
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The conversation was growing more bothersome with every word, approaching madness when the woman rambled about mortals and churches. Her penchant for "saving" people annoyed him too, because nobody needed saving besides the poor bastards she was kidnapping.

Her sanctimony was annoying but not surprising. The trait was common among zealots, reason number nine thousand he hated them. That and their constant insanity. Lucien wondered where these lunatics came from — was there a portal somewhere, where delusional people converged into existence? Well whatever the case was, her ramblings were almost entertaining, making him smirk when she mentioned "mortals" and how killing her was impossible. How stupid and absurd.

But then he realized something that made his stomach churn. Why did the woman know their names? Lucien wanted answers and aggressively stepped forward, demanding "How the hell do you know my name? Answ..." but he stopped when Liam dashed down the tunnel.

What a dumb mistake. Lucien was sure the woman was pointing towards a trap, but his partner was operating on instinct. He was sure the zealot understood that too, and her manipulation immediately angered him, casting a scowl across his face when he snapped, "You're gonna get that boy killed you fucking loon!" His tone was venomous, expressing rage when he assumed a combative stance.

He would only hold back if she immediately answered his questions. "You've got ten seconds to tell me who you and this Cash person are. Then I'm going to capture you and drag you down the tunnel with me. I'm already counting, and I don't make idle threats!"

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ovo.pngThe masked figure watched as Liam slithered away, their her smile widening. She didn’t stop him.

As Liam slithered down the path, he would hear human voices chattering, louder this time, and he could possibly hear a happy screech at the path that diverted away from the scent. Those voices chattered normally, as if in a normal conversation. “Down this way, and then we are saved. That’s what we wanted. We can keep it open this way.” “Oh! It’s my turn!” The lighting in the area was becoming weirder as the vicinity darkened deeply for a second before flashing back to almost normal, though a shade darker than before.

The masked figure looked over at Lucien, “We know your name because Kiel knows your name!

She didn’t change their stance once Lucien claimed she was going to get Liam killed. She stretched her arms above her head, “He’s going to join the card game! Seems everyone is there~” They started walking in that direction, dragging her hand behind her, using her finger to beckon Lucien with her.

We are Doctor Cash! We are also separated right now. It’s weird. We haven’t been separated in so long. I am so excited for you to meet everyone! We must be going. It’s about time.” Whether Lucien wanted to or not, he would start dragging along by some force in her direction as she followed after Liam casually, humming. “We’ll drag you instead. No need to exert your energy.

Her humming could start to be heard by those held in the dungeon, hearing her before they would ever hear Liam. Amalgahsett might recognize the tone of hum.
 
Nezumi, Bonded Rat
Catacombs
April 20th, afternoon
Jet Jet (Leone) Taigakitt Taigakitt (Yo, Stone, and Hubyr) The Regal Rper The Regal Rper (Vaaltari) Sarahspn Sarahspn (Luna) BriiAngelic BriiAngelic (Sigurd)
Using the wall as a navigation point, Nezumi fled from deeper within the catacombs. Her mind was flooded with information from her kin. Some of it she could understand. Prisoners were likely what they referred to when they spoke of two-leggers who would come and be trapped behind rods. She was advised they were not a good source of food. They did not typically die in their cells. The other warnings, the ones of danger, were the dire ones. Perhaps not as much for the rats, but for those she was with or Kuma, it was much worse.

Nezumi scuttled back to the group, admitting to herself that she was mildly terrified. Why there were any vermin who stayed here was beyond her. She definitely didn’t want to. Though she’d return to Leone, if they went to that place, she was abandoning them. Sure, she’d try to warn them, but if they couldn’t understand, then, well, they weren’t pack. She wasn’t dying for them.

Immediately she saw the Kraugan’s defensive growth. Freezing in the shadows of the lamplight, she took in the newcomers once more. They had not seemed a danger, but...the rats had spoken of how changed they were after. She had gotten close enough to learn their scent. It was the strangest thing, cloying but still somehow persuasive. She was relieved these three did not carry it.

Her ride started to deescalate the situation (what ignited it?) with the best story for the Matu she’d ever heard. She passed it off to Kuma, who was similarly amused; they both were grateful for some relief of tension. She listened to the story, making sure to track the pseudonyms out of habit, more than anything. It wasn’t like she was going to use them.

Then the cat prepared to fight. She had to dig her claws into the ground to prevent joining the rest of the rats as they fled. She could tell the groups were still at a standstill. Even if they fought, she was far enough back to get out of the way. They were of aggression, not hunger. It was hard to remember that. Kuma brought her focus into Nezumi’s body, controlling it to lessen the instincts of the rodent’s brain.

Together, they listened to the trio speak up, describing Lucien and Ayana. Kuma had an alarm trill through her. Richards made sense for the Inquisition to use, but why Ayana? The brash one did smell slightly like Ayana, but he also smelled slightly like Roland, so they were not trusting it. But why the subterfuge? All of the group had been present at Whaleshell Port.

The female of the new group shuffled around, before reasoning out Leone’s falsehood. Kuma reviewed Nezumi’s memories; there weren’t any guards in particular. Though Kuma would have used the earthquake as a reason the child may be lost, again, they could merely watch from the sidelines. Both flinched at the sharp whistle, recognizing it from before. Nezumi’s previous worries of a trained animal stirred once again, this time with what she learned to make it worse. If Kuma had not been halfway sharing her body, she would have fled. But Kuma wanted more information. Ayana was pack. She’d reaffirmed that on the island.

Lies didn’t really have a scent. Nothing specific. It’s more the flare of stress, someone holding their breath to see if they’ll be believed. Most can control that--Leone a clear example--but they had found that those with pumps instead of horkwin, had more difficulty. If Kuma had to say, with no expression to go on, she’d think the woman was telling the truth. Yes, there was concern that the Inquisition was using its own knowledge, but it made less sense. This group had not learned of the kidnappings. If they were of the Inquisition, why not just take them? And wasn’t it weird to be grateful for the instant death order? Neither of them were clear exactly what was going on, but death would be better than that.

Deciding it was safe enough, Nezumi skirted around the trio and behind the bulk of the Kraugen. She again climbed Leone’s back pants leg, trusting he was enough of a con to not startle badly. She stopped just below his left shoulder pad, using its bulk to hide. She nuzzled his clothed shoulder in greeting, not wanting to distract him further.
 
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Leone parsed every word the strangers said, looking for inconsistencies and mistakes, but they had convincing stories through and through. The scarred man was the most curious, claiming to work for Lucien and the mission group. It seemed too good to he true, but he mentioned obscure facts about the mage, making Leone reconsider his suspicion and answer "Hmm, so you're not with the church then. That's good." He sounded neutral, but deep down he was relieved.

Leone paused a moment, expressing an embarrassed smile when he abandoned the charade and said "You're right Luna, there's no missing girl." He sounded relaxed, but questioned his decision when he continued "You have a sharp nose for lies, consider a career in law enforcement... or card games"

Then he gestured sideways and went "Truth is we're investigating the church, looking for information about why our group is wanted." He addressed Sigurd when emphasizing the two words, making sure the connotation was clear.

Meanwhile his wee companion returned and scampered up his back, pleasantly surprising him when he answered the hunter.
"Before you waste your time, Ayana wasn't kidnapped. We're not close but she's with the group because she wants to be, and if she's missing it's because she wants to be missing. You should let her go Hubyr."

He was part suspicious and part curious, wondering who the hunter worked for, and why he was tracking the huntress. He guessed her clan wanted her home, but then again maybe she was a criminal? That seemed impossible based on what he knew about the woman, but sometimes the worst criminals were the most unnassuming people.

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Sarahspn Sarahspn
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Pozou Artith
Mentions: Sarahspn Sarahspn (Jane/Rose), Jet Jet (Kadar), Fred Colon Fred Colon (Daisy), Mook-LandStrider Mook-LandStrider (Amal) | Interactions: Taigakitt Taigakitt (???)

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The odds so far, for everyone, had been far less than ideal for them. Pozou had tried watching for any cheating going on in the works, since he watched many card games which had gone askew because of something dealing a sleight of hand, or fudging up something to do with the games of chances. But he couldn't spot any patterns, anything that might have skewed any of their chances. And now, so far, it meant that Jane and Rose were staying, though, what they were staying for, he didn't want to think about.

Quetzocoatl only knew what that jubilant laugh belonged to.

Ironically, but not surprisingly, Kadar had the same thoughts that he did in regards to the game being rigged. He loathed to think the two of them might have been agreeing on something for once. But of course, Kadar had fallen down too, losing against the card master. 3-0. Either this shadowy figure was extremely lucky...or very good at hiding their rigged methods.

The others needed some more time to cut the bracelets, it seemed. They seemed like they would continue to do it, even though the figure had known what they were obviously doing. Soon enough it would come to his turn...plus, if they were waiting for Liam - whom he was surprised at to be dragged into this so late - he stepped forward, and with a nervous tapping of his fingers, he said, "I-I'll play too, I guess..."

He didn't want to, of course, but if he took things slow, bought some more time for the others...with a rather slow way of doing things, he reached out towards a card and grabbed one, hoping, praying, his luck wasn't as bad as the others'.
 
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Ayana winced when the monster said her name, mouth pursing when dread coursed through her body. The sensation made her guarded and tense, drawing back her bowstring when Lorrin warned the creature. Ayana agreed with his stern approach. The monster was too dangerous to mess around with, and what he said about the dancer was... was Kiel captured? Was that how the monster knew names? Ayana ran cold when she imagined the worst, heart pounding when gruesome images played through her mind.

Her distracted brain barely registered the others' words and decisions, focusing on the monster's mad rambling instead — but nothing made sense. Ayana hated this. When she dropped down she expected a mindless enemy and standard combat, but now a trickster demon faced them down. His twisting words were a maze of changing tones and random statements, sounding completely insane. The only constants were his creeping menace and threatening atmosphere.

There was no way this would end well, and speaking with the monster was pointless. He was too arrogant and carefree, even when he was warned over and over again. Any second he would pounce unless the group made a stand, but Gwen wanted to smooth things over instead. Ayana disagreed but respected the mage, lowering her weapon when she said "My arrows are notched for now, but I don't believe this beastie will leave without a fight and.... how does it know our names? What happened to Kiel?"

Ayana snapped to the monster, shouting "What have you done with Kiel?" Her tone was concerned and angry, hoping he wasn't being tortured or worse. Then she turned back and looked over the tunneling group, watching them carve through the wall. Ayana wasn't sure they could reach the surface, but she would protect them no matter what, shouting "We will keep the creature back until you complete the tunnel! Do not concern yourselves with this beast!"

Calicus looked back and answered "Loud and clear young misses!" He trusted her more than his own magic, tensing when he breached the stone surface. His technique was slow but steady, cracking bedrock until the surface crumbled away, revealing a round entrance with a four foot diameter. There was enough room to uncomfortably crawl through, but the tunnel was only a couple meters deep, nothing substantial.

Calicus knew his sorry tunnel could use improvement, clearing his throat before explaining "I don't feel comfortable opening a wider tunnel than this, perhaps one of you can work on reinforcing it as we go? Then we can expand the edges and not need to crawl on our haunches like animals!"

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Involved: @Pozou
In Scene: Jet Jet Sarahspn Sarahspn Mook-LandStrider Mook-LandStrider Fred Colon Fred Colon

Gambler.JPGWhen Pozou grabbed a card, it shifted just like all of the others had. His card revealed a 9 with a spade in the upper right.

The figure floated a card up to themselves as well, a tilt to their head. “Well well. Pozou gets the win. As we promised-” They approached as they dropped the card they had held, which was showing a 3 with a heart in the upper right. “No more bracelet. Hold the hand out.” They beckoned with their hand as their other hand suddenly held a pitch black blade similar to a chef’s knife.

Stay: Jane, Rose
Save: Kadar
Won: Pozou
 
Vaaltari of Jata


To say he was not actually quite insulted by that cover story, would be an understatement.

Truly, was there not a better cover than to call him the failed experiment of some pathetic attempt at his genetic perfection? Did Leone really need to rub sand in the wound by calling him hot headed also?

Voicing these thoughts would have been pointless needless to say. The whole reason he had drawn himself up was because he had assumed these individuals were related to the Inquisition. The voices matched perfectly and he was certain these were the same figures he had seen within the building.

Whatever the case was, Vaaltari played on being the hot-headed brute role he had been given and with a heavy feral snort and grunt, he used his tail to lightly pat Leone's back. Which was essentially a rough pat on the back for Leone.

Aside from that Vaaltari said nothing, though he did slowly begin to shrink back down to a more humane size. Specifically the one he had first appeared with. "Very well, ll hold off unless you gib me reason to not." he huffed in a puff. Tail vanishing back under his robes, arms crossing over his small chest.

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    Knightley didn’t resist the guidance away. Instead he let out a hearty laugh and remarked back that it was wonderful that Miss Kuma was so strong. He looked around Helena not knowing what the man’s problem was, this was clearly not the Knightley his mother figure had described. He’s sure his mother figure didn’t mean to but almost everyone she associated with were assholes in one way or another, but never this blatantly and with such poor taste.

    He looked back to the hospital’s stairs. He expected to need to help the injured. Yet, not a single person in the hospital had so much as a case of the sniffles. He’s never gone to a hospital and seen only healthy people. Was this really the hospital? He tapped Helena , who was spending the moment glaring at Knightley, on the shoulder.

    “Huh?”

    “Should we really follow him?”

    “We aren’t. We were already headed there. Let’s get Kuma and lose him in the crowds.”

    That he could do with ease. He was used to getting lost in crowds. As much as he hated being in the city his greatest weapon was other people. He weaved around the others coming out of the hospital to Kuma. Helena was already wandering through the waves of people and about as far as she could be to Knightley. She had taken the trident giving her some breathing room as it kept people just far enough that Kuma and Roland would be able to find her again.

    As he walked closer he walked beside the pair before brushing his arm against Kuma. He motioned with the ends of his cloak to the right and made a small x with his fingers before rapidly uncrossing them to a V. He slipped back through the people heading to Helena or at least he intended to as he felt a hand grab him.

    “What leaving already? Oh you guys are just eager beavers huh? Well I’ll be expecting you at the church.”

    The implied ‘I’ll come get you if you don’t’ hung in the air. Even as he said they were free to go the man did not let up on his grip. His eyes flew back to Kuma as he started to struggle to get out of the grasp.

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Kuma/Korina


Hospital
April 20th, afternoon
BriiAngelic BriiAngelic (Helena, Ro, Knightley, creepy man)
Currently imitating Vanessa Wagner's face without hair; the likeness is difficult to tell
Ro didn’t bring up any injuries. Was this no longer a hospital? But it had a ‘doctor’...who did not act like any doctor Kuma had seen. Instead, she seemed as unconfident about the...boisterous man as Kuma. She agreed to follow Helena, though hopefully in the crowds she could emphasize the danger in the catacombs. If the groups kept talking, then maybe they could get there in time to warn them.

Kuma caught the signal easily, but it’s meaning eluded her. Knowing this was not the time for explanations, she promised to be extra watchful while following the girl. Before either of them could leave, a man dared to touch the child. Stepping between them, she wrapped her hand around his wrist, squeezing tight enough to bruise. With her other, she guided her bo staff resting it beneath the man’s chin. “You will release Lady Dorothea immediately.” She pushed her bo staff into the soft hollow of his chin, lifting his head to look at her. Korina knew that she could force him to release Ro. All she needed to do was slide herself beneath his grasp and expand. But her shapeshifting abilities were not yet known. If she had other methods, she would try those first.
 
Freya

Freya2.jpgFreya waited for Amalia to return with the rope. In the meantime, she had been shifting her weight restlessly. In response to Kiel, she had nodded, “You be careful in the sewers too. I don’t doubt there is some instability there as well.

She looked at Amethyst, who smiled brightly in response. Freya said, “And it looks like you have one of Obsidian’s kind with you, so it’s probably okay.” Though, guessing Amethyst and Obsidian were of one race was a guess.

Once Amalia returned, Freya nodded, “You guys be careful.” She eyed Kiel at those words. He seemed extremely chipper compared to how he had been for a while, including that he seemed to be putting weight on his foot. Something must have occurred to… correct it? She was weary.

Turning around, Freya started walking back towards where the tour guide had led them, looking to get there quickly, hoping that everything was still fine.

On their way there, they would probably cross paths with Helena, Ro, and Kuma, if they were paying attention. Freya’s expression would be concentrated, set into a hard line as she was mostly concerned about everyone from the cave-in.
 
Obsidian
Cave of the Giant’s Bones
April 20th, afternoon
Taigakitt Taigakitt (Smilie) Sarahspn Sarahspn (Gwen) Pik Pik (Lorrin) Anne Boolean Anne Boolean (Celestine) Jet Jet (Ayana and Calicus)
Obsidian heard the creature agreeing. There was definitely a difference between feeling hungry and eating people. Surely it was just their nerves. Her own nerves ratcheted up at the mention of Kiel, “Kiel’s in danger?” Obsidian could not remember where the dancer was going. His slump had been relieving, perhaps because of Jack’s easy gait reducing his pain. But if he ran into trouble could he defend himself? She recalled the fights he’d (accidentally?) ended up fighting in. It was full of fluid movements, but that wouldn’t be possible with his stiff leg. He did have magic, but if this creature saved him…

Though if it was good why would it accept such a dark description? She felt as stiff as stone, but brittle when he named Ayana. Followed by her own. She frowned at his claim, allowing Gwen and the others to speak as she walked back toward the tunnel diggers. Placing both her hands against the rough wall of the tunnel, she closed her eyes. What is this? Her dark skin seemed to grow ashy as she tried to understand what she was sensing. The creature was definitely supporting the stone. What she had passed off as stability...simply couldn’t be. It was like taking a snapshot in time. Everything told her these rocks were actively falling. But instead, this magic she did not know held them back. This magic scared her.

She turned to face Calicus. To the group, she murmured in sotto voce, “He speaks in riddles and chaos, but he speaks the truth. He is the reason this cavern holds.” Automatically, she stepped in front of the entrance, her hands up to strengthen the hole. “We do not want him to pull back that aid.” Obsidian felt they could run half-bent for the duration of this tunnel, but agreed it might be best to be able to look behind them. Carefully, she started to raise its top, stretching it upward. Instead of pushing the rock upward, she compacted the earth around them, using it to strengthen the walls. “This I can hold, but I do not know of my ability to protect so many should the rocks fall.” There were so many for her to fail. Could they convince the creature to keep them safe? Or had it not saved Kiel?
 
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Celestine assumed Obsidian followed the little elf into their pit when she heard her chastising Ayana from not so far away. She tried to focus on her work with Calcius, but upon hearing the sound of an arrow released, the syphid princess turned around to see what had happened. She noticed Lorrin with his bow drawn and the arrow sticking out of the stone wall behind the dark figure. Gwen still stood before them, and following the path from Lorrin to the wall, Celestine assumed the shot would have landed in Gwen's head if she had made a slight misstep. A little further away, Ayana also had her bow drawn and aimed towards the newcomer.

The princess was glad that her companions were finally getting their acts together, but she still focused on the job at hand. Her attention was taken away once again though, when she heard the stranger mention the name of her companions: those who were here and one who wasn't. How did it know that, she wondered. And did it know her name too? Had it always been around? Following them from a distance and watching them from the shadows? Even stranger was when it mentioned holding the cave up, and even offered to assist them escape. Strangely, it wouldn't take them simply above ground, but to a card game. Celestine hadn't particularly trusted the stranger before, but this cryptic talk and the contentment with being referred to as abyssal made her even more wary of it. If this creature was indeed telling the truth, this was probably some sadistic game to it.

"I'm not so certain my abilities to reinforce the tunnel will be the best," Celestine admitted. Had she had her trident, things would be different, but there was no use entertaining hypothetical scenarios. Thankfully, Obsidian was able to take over and assist. Her words caused the syphid's brow to furrow. It seems her companions would need to be diplomatic with this being. As much as she hated to admit it, she found it to be somewhat of a relief that she was helping with the digging instead of confronting the newcomer. Although her patience with syphids was strong, any land dweller, or in this case, creature of the abyss, who was being disagreeable would surely face her wrath.

"Let's finish the tunnel before the creature allows the collapse to continue then," Celestine said to Obsidian before turning back to Calcius. She stepped into the tunnel next to him, having to duck a bit, and approached the end. Once again, she waited for the one more experienced with earth magic to lead.

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Valentine
Mentions: Colorless Spectrum Colorless Spectrum (Aedzel), Anne Boolean Anne Boolean (Amalia) | Interactions: Anne Boolean Anne Boolean (Kiel), Taigakitt Taigakitt (Freya)
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Valentine paused at the sight of someone, a woman, running towards the lodge, a sense of urgency in her eyes as she ran towards them. They were confused for a moment, in what she had meant by 'the others' then realised that this must have been yet another person that some of them knew. A band of travellers, just like Valentine themselves! Sort of, they supposed. One acted and told stories, the others...well, they weren't sure what the others did. But how exciting the thought was, for so many different people to travel together! The thought was romantic and exhilarating in its own right.

But now wasn't the time for dreaming of such things. They had to help whoever had fallen into the hole, treat injuries for any that sustained them on the way down. Valentine was about to join Amalia to gather some rope, though, upon Kiel's suggestion, they frowned, before looking down at their costume.

This is new...and all the money I put into it... Valentine had practically spent the majority of their last month's commission on such a wonderful outfit. To see it ruined by sewer water, and gods knew what else, would have been devastating to the thespian.

Kiel, however, seemed eager for them all to head down to the sewers. Though, some expressed confusion at his knowledge of the city, though, Valentine couldn't tell either way. They didn't know Kiel all that well - apart from hearing that he was from the south. But perhaps he had passed through here before? Or read about the city itself! Then again, it explained very little.

Eventually, though, Amalia left to gather the rope, and once she returned with it, Valentine followed after Freya. They just hoped they wouldn't have to step foot into the sewers...
 
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Aedzel Phriln
Aedzel's eyes furrowed at Kiel's insistence to journey towards the sewers, as she had seen by his disappointment to journey with him. She had never seen him as such but then again she barely knew him at all. Amethyst didn't help as much as he reinforced the idea of facing one's fears but they don't see things the way she does and it only made the Quetzola dislike him a little more.

As Amalia made a quick trip to get her rope, the Quetzola gave Kiel an apologetic look. "I'm really sorry, Kiel, but I don't do well in closed spaces." She said in hopes that he wouldn't be too disappointed with her.

Once Amalia was back with the rope and Freya was leading them, Aedzel was quick to link her arm with Valentine's as they walk, giving them a small smile. "I'm glad that you're coming with us. Would help a lot since strength would be a need if we're going to pull the others out. And I'd hate to see your costume ruined, I can see how costly it is."

The Quetzola walked with a light and careful steps, watching the road they are taking for cracks and holes. "I don't think I got your real name earlier before... All of this happened. So, will you be sharing your name, or do I have to call you Peregrine throughout this whole ordeal?" She said humorously, as a way to cheer herself up despite the worry inside her chest for the others and especially Pozou.

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Kiel Shan & Amalia Winters

The light-blue-haired man eyed Amethyst after Freya pointed them out. "Ah, a golem?" he asked. There was a slight tone of jest in his words. "I hope you're capable of earth magic, lest we have ourselves our own cave in," he said, turning to the entertainer. Of course, he was capable of earth magic himself, but a helping hand never hurt.

"It's no problem," the dancer said when Aedzel apologized. There was indeed a look of disappointment on his face as he spoke the words, and it only intensified when the other newcomer quietly followed behind Freya and the others when Amalia had returned to the group with her rope. He looked to Amethyst and gave a smile and a nod, starting towards the sewers.

Amalia followed the Northern woman with a hastened pace. She had experienced a few collapses when she was out on the field with her fellow soldiers, and knew that time was of the essence.

"I hope this rope is long enough to reach the bottom," she commented. "And I hope it will be strong enough to allow everyone to climb up." After a moment though, her mind went back to another thought she had. "Did any of you think Kiel was acting... strange?" The question was aimed more towards Aedzel and Freya, as opposed to the newcomer, as they had actually spent at least a few days traveling with the desert man.

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Valentine had been brought out of their thoughts as Aedzel slipped an arm through theirs. They looked around to them and smiled back, happily walking alongside her. "I'm simply glad I can give you all a hand or two," they told her, though, how strong they would prove in actually helping to pull these others out, they weren't so sure of. Valentine did chuckle at her comment on their costume seeming costly, and they nodded, "I'm glad someone understands. A lot of what I earned last show was put towards this for this one. Would be a shame to get it so dirty..." They shook their head. Honestly, the very thought of dipping their toe into the sewers at any other time...

Valentine did follow Aedzel and her light and careful steps, who had been afraid of cracks and holes. They didn't mind the small cracks particularly, only the bigger ones where they could easily slip through if they weren't careful. They did chuckle again at Aedzel, curious as to what their real name was. "I don't think I'd mind being called that forever, you know," they teased. "I quite like the name. Though, if you want my real name, I suppose I should give it." They looked around to Aedzel with a smile. "You can call me Valentine."

Eventually, the group arrived at their destination and before they did anything with the rope, Amalia had spoken up to the others, mentioning how Kiel was acting strange. Obviously, Valentine didn't know Kiel well enough to really tell, but they couldn't help but turn around and ask, "How does Kiel usually act?"
 
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"You can't seriously be considering trusting this thing Gwendolying look at it see how it moves, how talks this thing just screams, stay away! Me and Ayana got this just get to work on the tunnel now! And as for you, I gave a very simple request, and unless you want to be loaded with arrows, you do not move any further." Drawing forth another arrow he points it at the creature once again as the bow starts to glow showing it has a target locked. "I know your all worried about what it said Kiel but that could just be it looking into our minds or whatever abilities it might have to get you to drop your guard do not trust it. Ayana if move's do not hesitate to shot." Lorrin locked eyes with the creature almost in a to say go ahead try it.
 

Jester.JPGAt Gwendolyn’s words, the dark figure clapped their hands together and rolled onto their stomach, as if on an invisible perch in the air. “Your friends! We’re all playing cards! Jane and Rose are staying. Pozou won the round. It is so much fun~!” At each name, they had counted on their fingers on one hand, their other hand’s pointer finger touching the tip of the opposite hand.

They pointed a finger up at the very tall ceiling above them, “The moment we walk away, this ceiling falls. We don’t mind if that’s what you want, but we thinks you don’t want smooshed.

They moved their gaze over the archers, “We cannot get closer if we’re going to get arrowed at, otherwise we get distracted and splat. We are very good at tunneling, so we can help tunnel up to the normal ground and away from-” they looked down and acted as if they were flinching at the frozen flooring below them with their body language, though their smile stayed plastered to their face “-gross water.

When Ayana questioned how they knew their name, they pulled their face back up to face them, “We know your names because Kiel knows your names because some names have been spoken! Kiel is good. Very good. Back to walking he is, yes. He went to go grab-” they tapped their finger to their chin in thought “-Oh, he ran into Freya, he did. But they split up.” They nodded as if whatever they were saying made sense.

When Calicus mentioned being concerned about the reinforcement, their smile seemed to beam brighter and spoke in a sing-song voice, “If you let us nearby, we can keep it reinforced for you!” They pointed their finger back up and twirled it in the air as if reminding them of why they weren’t pancakes at the moment.

Looking back at Lorrin, the figure started swinging their feet behind them, like a teenage girl on a bed when writing something sappy in her journal. “Lorrin! We think you could become the famous archer you wish to be if-” their head twisted completely around on the neck, so their smile was toward the ceiling, their eyes closer to the ground rather than the right way a neck would go “-you drop the bow.

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Gambler.JPGThe dark figure back at the cells didn't give another warning to Amalgahsett or Daisy, "We draw for you! This one will be Daisy's!" They zapped a card with a shadow that came from their finger on the ground, and it shifted into a 6 with a heart in the upper-right. The next card they nabbed would be their own, which revealed to be an 8 with a club in the upper right hand corner. "Daisy is saved too!"

They looked at Amalgahsett, "Er, youuuu? Your card is this one~" They did the same thing as earlier, and for Amalgahsett, a 2 of spades. The card they drew for theirself ended up being a 10 of clubs. They giggled, "Even though your bracelet is off, that is fine. We still won and we say we will follow Doctor Cash's wishes, our wishes, and save you."

They drew their arms around their body and hugged itself with a giggle, "Oh that was so fun~ Too bad we can't do multiple rounds. Maybe we can convince Liam to play with us. Or maybe that other group of yours. It's more fun playing with more friends after all."

In that moment, Amalgahsett might have been able to finish cutting Daisy's bracelet off. Pozou hadn't given over his hand yet, so Pozou still had a bracelet on his wrist, and the figure was still clutching that chef knife in one of their hands.

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1608589232831.png "Liam" slithered towards the scent of the girls with swiftness before before he entered the dungeon room filled with cells and rough stonework. He soon spotted Jane and Rose and he found himself throwing himself at the cell bars to try and bend them. They shuddered at his attempt but didn't budge, so he stuck his tail between the bars as far as he could before trying to bend them open with all his force. To those that had met him before he felt... OFF. From his glowing blood red eyes to his aura giving off a more sinister and animalistic feel. However his thrashing and pushing in the bars was amplified by the mental battle between the Feral side and his normal self and his aura went from his normal timid and kind self and his feral side.

Inside his mind Liam found himself staring down a large python which towered above him. The giant creature felt familiar to him, yet he had never recalled seeing him before. However all the blank spots in his memory where he had suddenly jumped from one image to the next inexplicabbly began coming back to him causing him to grab his head in pain as the flashed in front of his eyes. Kidnappers coming after him and forcing him to flee into a canyon which was a dead end, the next he remembered he was covered in blood and leaving the canyon without thinking twice about it. The time he was starving and saw a lizard in the desert, and the next memory was him being full a few miles away from where he had been. "I KEEP YOU ALIVE!!! LET ME HAVE MY TIME!!!" The large snake boomed as it moved to swallow him.
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Gwendolyn smiled at Ayana and mouthed ‘thank you’ towards her before turning to look at the others to see what progress they’ve made with the tunnel. It was a small hole but she could work with it. Looking to Lorrin she sighed and glanced at the creature in front of her. She had never seen something of their kind before in her studies and searched her brain trying to put a name to them. She could only come up with the title of a demon in the form of a jester but those were rare, especially ones of great intelligence. A shiver went down her spine from the chilling air and the fear of dying at the hands of this demon. “I don’t trust them but look around. This isn’t a place for battle and if they are keeping the cavern from collapsing, what other choice do we have but keep things civil? I understand why you’re defensive but they have yet to threaten us and I’m not one to start mindless combat. If you two start a fight, it’s everyone's blood on your hands.” She said sternly, attempting to reason with her battle-hungry companions. Letting out a huff, she turned to face the demon and listened as they spoke of another group of theirs playing a card game. They then addressed the others in her group and she grimaced as their body twisted into unnatural forms.

Looking up to the ceiling she could see a large rock hanging above her, ready to drop at the snap of the jester's fingers. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and thought for a moment. If she had her staff with her they would have already been halfway to the surface. She cursed herself for leaving it behind and opened her eyes to look at the demon. “If you are speaking truthfully about assisting us then I’ll accept the offer. But I warn you, if you make any move to harm us I’ll personally send you back to the hell you came from.” Her tone was stern but truthful. She was desperate to breathe fresh air and to see her rouge but the demon seemed to be their only way of achieving that.

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"What a farce." Daisy said as the creature flipped over her card and revealed its 'meaning'. "I wish you could see what an utter and complete farce this all is, but the only way you could play along with this is if you were so far gone that you couldn't see it, or if you were maliciously pretending it isn't a joke on purpose. Either way, you're far, far more broken than anyone here." She glared at the creature in the cell with them, until she felt a 'click' and a small weight drop from her wrist. Suddenly, she could feel her powers again! She could feel her connection to the stone! Even her earth sense, which she'd never entirely lost, felt renewed. Like the sun coming out on a cloudy day. And with that newfound connection he could feel something slithering towards them, down the hall. Liam? She hoped it was Liam. She didn't know him terribly well, but he was the only person in their group with such a gait.

"Amal. I heard your powers are a bit too wild to use in these closed confines. You can use them now. Now that I'm free, I'll keep the stone from falling in on us. Thank you."

Newly freed, Daisy put both of her fists up in front of her.

"We're leaving now." She said, and the earth around the metal bars began to splinter and shake. She didn't need to do a lot of damage, just loosen the bars set into the stone enough for everyone to get free. "Tammond. Get up."

It was at that moment that the slithering presence she felt arrived. It was Liam, only wrong. Almost feral. The expression on his face almost at war with itself. He slammed into the bars, fortunately not on the bars that Daisy had already loosened, but with the way he was moving and thrashing about she was worried she'd find the weak point. At least until his tail began bending the bars on its own. Then Daisy began to worry about him simply breaking through the bars, as it didn't seem he needed a weak point.

Daisy prepared to throw up a wall. Normally she didn't think she could throw up a wall tough enough to stop something as strong as Laim, but with earth all around them; the floor, the walls, the ceiling, she thought that would give her enough of an advantage to do it.

"Liam! Are you alright?" She asked, knowing he wasn't. "We can get through the bars on our own. Please, just cover our retreat from this... thing." She said, motioning to the creature on the ceiling."

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