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Looking myself over, I quickly rubbed any dirt from my cheeks, touching my hair for any frizz or unruly strands combing them out quickly with my fingernails to look presentable as adventuring is murder on ones wardrobe and complexion.
"Spea-k your name." The Ornate Mirror asked again.
I looked at the Ornate Mirror, my own reflection looking back at me, as I thought for a moment, then spoke.
"Viconia"
"I do no-t know this name. If you are known to my m-aster, step forward and de-clare yourself." It asked.
"Yes, an ally! I'm an ally of your master's." I replied, excitedly.
Only a t-rue ally of Ilyn Toth may pass. What th-ink you of the Zulkir known as Szass Tam?" The Ornate Mirror questioned.
"Szass Tam is a foul, wretched creature." I replied, thinking that it was asking of an enemy to this Ilyn Toth.
"You are no Zulkir. B-ut are you wise? T-tell me, why might one use balsam ointment?" As it asked yet another question, testing my knowledge. "I read a doctor's journal - he used balsam to clean a wound." I answered.
"Acceptable. F-inally ...if you could see an-ything in me, what w-ould it be?" The Ornate Mirror continued.
"I'd look for whatever spell will rid me of this worm in my head." I answered, honestly.
"You seek to sur-vive. You seek power. Be wel-come." The Ornate Mirror replied as it seemingly disappeared from where it was, revealing a thoroughfare through the rock wall into a large room just beyond. Wyll and I walked in, and started looking around for anything of interest.
There was a large skeletal animal hanging by what looked to be wires from the ceiling, and a table in the middle that seemed to reek with dried blood all over it and an intact skeletal humanoid remains. I spied a couple books and a few other smaller rooms that connected to the main one, and a curious barred off area with two stone gargoyles at opposing ends.
This definitely does not seem like a place an apothecary would reside, for most apothecaries that I have ever known came into the profession wanting to heal, not hurt.
Beginning to look through the dusty tomes that were left in this abandoned place, there was one that seemed to detail a collection of alchemical recipes and formulae. While some of them were written plainly, some were also written in runes and some even in script I barely recognized. They were guides for the transmutation of metals and recipes for weapons of war. But above all else, there was a lot of focus on the re-animation of dead flesh.
I picked up a red book labeled 'Moonhaven Journal' and opened it. There were dates and observations of people entering Moonhaven, and it seemed, reading through the entries that the author of this book was very concerned and almost having an over sensitive scrutiny if the incoming travelers were Thayvian.
This made me think about the prior read book. It was curious to me as the only ones typically interested in this kind of magic or procedure are Necromancers, and most Necromancers I have heard of were Thayvian. Oh I wonder... Those two skeletons close together in the caves with the apprentice journal. I wonder if that was the two whom inhabited this place!
"Wyll look at this!" I said as he walked over from a little ways away. "The book here and the one in my hand seem to link the two skeletons we found in those caves we were in under this town. I think they were both Thayvian, and that this place is where they were working out of. It also mentions the same keygem that the apprentice journal did in the caves. Apparently the keygem went missing and the master had his familiar watch the apprentice, but then apparently the apprentice disappeared by the well. It all connects, as the apprentice journal even mentioned this keygem was hidden down there in some tunnels."
"It certainly seems so now that you put all those points together. But what is a keygem for? Besides the obvious part of it's name." Wyll asked.
"It is used like a key, you are right, but mostly to lock tomes and things of that nature. But sometimes they are used to lock very powerful tomes, sometimes even sentient ones." I explained.
"So you think some powerful tome is here somewhere? I don't recall us finding a book on those skeletal remains." Wyll reasoned, looking at me. "Seems like it could be. We can do a bit more poking around to see." I replied, looking back at him, then putting the journal back down on the table and walking to the barred off area, that caught my eye earlier.
I saw two braziers, one on each side of the barred-off area and decided to light them. Upon lighting the one on the right side, I heard and audible 'click' sound while stepping on the long metal floor panel that was near the door. "Did you hear that?" Wyll asked. "Yes, it seems like a pressure plate. It didn't seem to trigger a trap so maybe for some other reason?" I replied.
I went over and rolled a barrel over to the metal plate and with Wyll's help, we stood it upright, once again hearing the click sound. I bent down in front of the metal barred door and took out my lockpick set. Trying to work on the tumblers to get it to open. Sadly, it seems this lock was magically sealed or something, as it just wouldn't budge.
"No luck?" Wyll asked. "No. It seems magically locked. My toolset won't do any good here. I suppose we could go the brute force way." "Sounds good to me." Wyll said as I stood up and then we both stood back a little ways from the door.
I pointed at the gate. "Go ahead and use your Eldritch Blast on the door till it comes down."
Wyll looked at the iron barred gate and spoke. "Dodah!" He did that three times until the gate crumbled to pieces. "Nice." I said. "Piece a' cake." Wyll replied.
I told Wyll to wait for me here, as I slowly and carefully made my way into the room past the now broken door. Being wary of the gargoyles, I looked at the book on the stone pedestal and saw the title. "The Necromancy of Thay. Sounds ominous." I said aloud.
I thought for a moment. The walked back out of the room and to the left side of the chamber. "We aren't gonna get the book? Wyll questioned. "We will, I just want to make sure of something." I told him, as I picked up a large bottle from one of the shelves and carried it back into the small room.
Moving behind the stone pedestal, the large bottle in one hand I quickly swapped the book for the bottle. Not taking the chance that the book may be on a pressure plate as well that could actuate the gargoyles. Thankfully, they did not come to life and nothing else happened. I tucked the book into my pack to look at later, as I motioned for Wyll to follow me to the back of the large room that looked like it opened into a smaller one.
Upon coming into the small room I noticed a rusted key. "Oh don't tell me..." I thought out loud. "What?" Wyll asked. I picked up the rusted key and looked at him displaying it to him. "Yea. Too late now." He said with a smile.
There was a lever on the wall, that I surmised would open a passageway back to the original area we came in at. Pulling the level it did just that, as we walked through and went back up the ladder onto the ground level of Moonhaven.
Back outside we decided to take a rest for the evening as it was getting dark outside. Making use of the Ancient Rune Circles we headed to camp.
After making something for us to eat, a hearty vegetable broth with some Waterdavian cheese on the side, Wyll finished off his wine cups and went to his tent as I went to the beach for my nightly ritual. After completing it, I went to my bedroll, sat down and crossed my legs, initiating my trance.
I know Patch 6 is coming, and that will probably change some things. So I ask you all, honestly. Would you rather me continue in in the Patch 5 run. Or Restart this in Patch 6? I am voting for a restart in 6, but that could be overridden with other opinions?
It should be said that I will adapt to what you all speak upon assuming you do.
I await your responses, and reactions.
I apologized, but there is no response from, well anyone. I understand that Funniesthobo is not in the best of sorts. I hope you are better, good Sir. Or at least not in so much troubles.
I am not being impatient, I just want that said. However, it is unlike you all to let a few days go without any words, story or otherwise.
I will move to Patch 6 or not dependent on your views.
Of course that means a reset, but it is what *you* want, not me.
Anyway, I wouldn't want you to rush getting to know one of the companion characters, but I also know how quickly I can run through his scenes in my own run. But since you seem to be playing the game while telling the story, I'd say restart for patch 6, but to continue the writing where you left off. We do not need any retellings - especially not the windmill scene.
You apologized? Where was that?
You have such stiff delivery of everything I don't even remember such a thing. Literally looked like you ignored every problem and just moved on like you didn't give a ♥♥♥♥. The atmosphere of this thread is not the same. It's awkward and it didn't look like you were doing anything to rectify it.
Yup
You could all do that on a Discord server without people, *cough* like me *cough*, who have read your drama for praticaly a week
For the record, Inupac have been a regular on the forum since ... a long time ago, and he had always some kind of sometimes bizarre sometimes problematic behavior
So, don't be too harsh on yourself neither if you have been a little crude one time to him
He can learn, but it's not everyone duty to explain to him everytime why it's inappropriate - or just perceive as a lack of socially acceptable manners
Farewell, in hope you will be gentle to each other
A humble lurker
I've seen some of inupac's behavior since about around January. Blocked him at first - still know his previous 2 accounts due to that. But it got to the point that if I'm clicking to view the post anyway, was I really blocking him? I couldn't resist. I just had to see. I always felt like interacting with him was a rite of passage for forum goers. I had to get closer. A moth to effulgence. A game, but not in the way you think. There are many gaffes of his that I still ponder about - especially regarding his... fixation on Wyll. But... I put my blinders on and enjoyed what transpired here. More than I care to explain. My mind enthralled.
Anyway, I've also discovered something about steam that might work. A private group with private little threads and private little discussions! So stories can be posted here with more on topic responses, while janky discussion and rp not appropriate for the forums can be posted elsewhere. (Still means a certain someone has to accept my pending friend request tho... alas). Casual chatter, banter, check-ins - the wholesomeness that we could nurture? I LARP as an utter ♥♥♥♥♥ yes, but... we all know the truth by now right? Have I not splattered my insecurities all over this place? How I say I will not beg, and yet... I am UTTERLY and painfully self-aware.
The possibilities are endless, but of course it all depends on if the others are willing. Perhaps if we find any other "cool kids" we could expand participants... Could you imagine the chaos of a streamed roleplayed multiplayer game? An absolute trainwreck! More gaffes? More stilted responses? More hand-holding and confusion? If we want a proper blow up that would be the better means!!! Not just fizzling out here due to nonsense. We've had all this transpire in the open - I can no longer be embarrassed by what the expanse of my mind comes to conjure. Go big or go home - make this real or let it pass. Join me.
Ahh I dream. Perhaps a bit delusional. Who knows? I am NOT chaotic... I'm just used to dancing among fire!
When it comes to inupac there are some things I have realised about his behaviours and the way he thinks lately and had a startling revelation. I do not know if I am correct or not in what I have interpreted. If I am though, then it is on me for not noticing earlier and treating him the way he should have been treated. If I am right, I also don't blame him at all for his behaviour and other people generally misunderstanding him fundamentally.
Honestly, same. On the one hand I feel a little bad giving him the 3rd degree sometimes, but then again it's not as if it was unwarranted due to the behavior exhibited. But then again that's part of it for me. I mean... it certainly seemed like mutual fun a lot of the time... heh. Freudian obscenity.
Which is also why I can understand him questioning the premise of the play and the play. It can be hard to decipher being part of a game and being teased a little versus being made fun of all along. All it takes is one depressive mood to become pessimistic about things. This happens to me all the time because of my own emotional sensitivity.
I hate talking about him when he's not here though.
Me too. Though the thing I realised wasn't depression, that probably was very likely part of it too. But rather it is something I have as well, the one I don't want to broadcast. Which is why I am kicking myself for not seeing it earlier. It reared its ugly head as a result of the game. Which I do think he started off enjoying. I could always be completely wrong about it, but there is something there which needs some form of help before it can get better for him. I mean, I had a lot of help/support to get better from one of the lowest points anyone could reach, and a medical background. Not everyone has those things readily available to them though.
I'm only responding to these new things as they take less time to write than responding to the normal thread stuff. But I will start again soon enough.
Edit: Also it is now confirmed that we do have lurkers. So I think there may be a number of anonymous people enjoying the story as well as the craziness in between.