Emry Posted March 19, 2004 Share Posted March 19, 2004 Tikita goes in and stands before the purple cloaked statue. "This is amazing...." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kethruch Posted March 20, 2004 Share Posted March 20, 2004 Auriel is happy that Top seems to be in at least less distress than earlier. He rushes forward toward the new room, trying to pull Top along with him. The light through the door draws him, and he squeezes his small body through and in front of the others. He looks around the new room with wonder. The colors, the statues, everything seems to be so wonderful. He heads over to the statue The coloration makes him feel safe and secure, safer, he realizes, than he has felt since he left his mother and father on the island. He runs over and looks at the statue, hoping to see some semblance of his mother, who he realizes he misses terribly. Whether it does or not, he gives the statue a big hug, wondering if it is as lonely and cut off from its family as he is. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywolf Posted March 22, 2004 Share Posted March 22, 2004 Dion moved over to the third statue, barely squeezing past Tikita and Auriel. He looked at it carefully, the close atmosphere of the room increasing his already warm temperature. He liked it. Warmth was good, it was comforting. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Emry Posted March 22, 2004 Share Posted March 22, 2004 Tikita lets out a shriek as she looks at the statue. The echoes reverberate all through the small room. "The statue.... it's, it's bleeding!" She touches the statue to see if she can figure out where the blood is coming from. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Greywolf Posted March 22, 2004 Share Posted March 22, 2004 Dion jumped, not only at the sight of blood trickling down the simitar of his statue, but also at Tikita's scream. He landed his arm rubbing against Tikita's ... the close quarters of the room, the bleeding statues ... Dion was beginning not to like this. He too examined the statue but his thoughts were more towards the possibility of danger. Only something living bleeds, and this blood wasn't congealed, so it was fresh ... Dion felt sick. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Peregrine Posted March 24, 2004 Share Posted March 24, 2004 Top follows along behind Auriel, wanting to make a more complete search for danger before entering, but also wanting to keep his excited companion out of trouble. At Tikita's scream, he squeezes over to look at that statue. He hadn't seen any blood before they entered, and there shouldn't be any. But what could scare Tikita so badly? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kethruch Posted March 24, 2004 Share Posted March 24, 2004 Auriel looks up at the eyes, wondering if the bloody tears are real. If they are real, I should be able to heal them he thinks to himself. He grips the statue even tighter, trying to do what he knows he automatically does. Then he looks up, to see if the tears have turned to real tears again. He calls up to the statue. "Why are you crying, milady? What is there I can do to help you - to make you stop crying?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted March 24, 2004 Author Share Posted March 24, 2004 As Top enters the room the door slams shut behind him. The air on the empty pedestal starts to shimmer. Top can make out the outline of a figure, probably male and dressed like a mage. The eyes are closed. The statue Auriel is hugging suddenly glows brightly. A voice comes through the air. “It is your Bren. I loved you, Ruhir. I offered you my love. You loved my eyes. You said they were so beautiful, so lovely to look upon. And there by the river, as we lay entwined, you took them from me with your bare hands and left me. Sightless, I fell into the river, to drown. Yet you will return to me, Ruhir. Bren calls you." The statues flares and them subsides to its dull brown. The mage's eyes are suddenly open, though the only part that seems to be there. There is no expression in them. The temperature drops. From stuffy and warm it is close to comfortable. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted March 26, 2004 Author Share Posted March 26, 2004 Stunned silence surrounds the group. The golden statue in front of Dion flares suddenly. A man's voice floats in the ether. “I am yet your friend, Ruhir. Remember Toman, so strong and brave. How you envied me my body. Laughing, happy, we went into the woods to climb trees to look for eggs and I asked if you could help me higher. And you did – so high, so, so high – with that sword in my back. I, Toman, remain loyal, Ruhir, return to me.” The light becomes intense but dies almost as quickly. The figure in front of Top is now distinctly corporeal though the eyes remain fixed as if glass. The temperature is now low enough to make anyone feel shivery. Outside the door a stone can be heard sliding back. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Malchik Posted March 30, 2004 Author Share Posted March 30, 2004 Still the group stands silent and motionless. The third statue in its turn begins to glow more brightly. It emits a depraved laugh. “Costanta. Remember me, Ruhir? No one was as clever as me, no one as wily, or so you used to flatter me as I grew older. What a loving little pet you were to give in to my every whim. Such imagination I had, you wanted my mind. While I slept, you tied me to the bed and sawed open my skull. My mind is yours now. But you will come back, Ruhir, Costanta knows it.” Voices are suddenly coming from everywhere. “Tricked! He tricked us.” “Where is your heart, Ruhir? You cannot come to me without a heart.” “Perfidy and treachery.” “We are all trapped, through you.” “Bring me a heart! Bring me a heart! I must live.” The man on the plinth before Top has become sentient, there is an expression of longing, of greed in his eyes. The temperature has fallen to freezing. Someone or something is scratching at the closed door. The man screams. "I need a heart. Yours!" He lunges at Top. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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