Chapter 25 Where Ancients have gone before
Copyright © 2004 by the players of Emerald Sphere of Sighs.

From: Game Master [2003-11-20 16:03:08]
Subject: splunking anyone?
It is a quick climb and slid down the rope to the area between the lead car and the ru'un. Once down into that area Jenge, Deshnah and Ssrivan can feel the electricity in the air and it makes them a bit uneasy. There is a lot of power stored up in this machine, a lot of power. The tethers that connect the ru'un to the tubway cars are taunt and straining as thought the sphere is still futily pulling the train to nowhere. It is conjectured between Jenge and Ssrivan that the reason why the sphere has not broken its tether is that the ru'un only pulls the train enough to slowly get it up to speed, for the comfort of the passengers. Therefore it must be only applying enough pressure against the line to try and pull the cars but not break the tether.

The sphere itself has taken on a new look itself, not completely but there are small lines, crack-like in nature though actually very linear and angled instead of irregular or random. It is as though the sphere has expanded a bit and has split its shell in order to do so. But, that there are stress lines built in for just such an occasion. Light blue streaks flash around the sphere through these lines and cast aquiline images on the walls of the tunnel.

After studying the tethers for a few moments, Ssrivan recognizes a form of release mechanism at the front of the tubway car. His conjecture is that by applying this mechanism the tethers will be released and the ru'un will then advance up the tunnel as planned.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2003-11-22 09:06:53]
Subject: Hanging around
Almodhim hangs around outside the hole, curious, but she just can't find the strength she needs to scramble down. "More underground madness," she thinks to herself...

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-11-22 13:31:28]
Subject: can it fly?
Churisan asks: "Learned ones, if we free the ru'un from its wagons, it can advance around the track and up. Then it will face the collapse as a hole in its path. Can it cross such a hole?"

From: Jenge Varion [2003-11-22 22:51:14]
Subject: There's a Hole in My Track

Jenge taps his fingers quietly on his belt. "Good Churisan, I think the question is, can we help it to cross such a hole? It is designed to run on a track, is it not? Can we extend the necessary structure to allow it to cross the hole?"

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-11-23 16:21:49]
Subject: a bridge?
"I don't know how we could bring the ru'un across the hole, unless it is much lighter than it looks. Even if it can ride that bridge (he points at the rail that runs along the middle of the floor of the tunnel, and extends a few ways out beyond the edge of the hole), there is still a [10m] gap for it to cross. We don't have timbers to make a bridge. We could possibly rig ropes, but this would only work if the ru'un weighs no more than 2 or 3 men. I regret colleagues, I don't see how we could bring such a mass of metal across such a gap. It might be more practical to lift it up through the floor, but I haven't figured out how long that would take yet.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-11-23 19:00:02]
Subject: Gears to you
Listening to the dialog, Shih has a thought:

"Most noble companions, does the sphere appear to be connected to the wheels by some apparatus? If the sphere simply sits in its housing that rolls along, then it's more likely that the sphere may be able to bridge the gap on its own. If it can't, then any ropes you might attack would probably be viewed as impediments to be removed. And, as you said, we have no way to practically arrest its fall; it's too heavy!"

Anticipating what may happen if the sphere is released and finds its berth occupied by rock, Shih directs a few of the slaves to clear the path for the ru'un.

From: Deshnah [2003-11-24 02:04:32]
Subject: Shall we let it loose
Desh,
Also looks at the connector between Ru'un and carriages.
"I have a feeling we will - sooner or later - release the sphere from its carriages. So I for one will be back up on the platform when we do" I am sure we will find some slave to make the disconnection.

And so Desh gradually makes the climb back to the station.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-11-24 09:15:58]
Subject: Give the slave a red shirt
"We cannot afford to lose another porter. Using rope or some of our other equipment, we should really try to free the ru'un from a distance."

From: Jenge Varion [2003-11-24 21:39:02]
Subject: Ever-thoughtful

Looking thoughtful, the scholar says, "Well, can we cannibalize from another section of track, to get the pieces we need to bridge the hole? If we have to, cannot our slaves tunnel back somewhat to where there is track we no longer need?"

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-11-25 09:11:17]
Subject: cutting track
"hmm, I doubt we can cut this stony stuff without magic, but I'll see what we can do." Churisan starts to organize a work party, including himself, to climb down and go down the tunnel behind the buried cars, there to take up some of the rails if he can. He's probably only got bronze chisels to work with.

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-11-25 15:27:35]
Subject: a man, a plan...
"Pious Ones, the railing is too hard and heavy for our limited tools. The stone we might work, but it is held in place by metal of the Ancients, which our humble tools cannot defeat. We cannot bridge the collapse with railings from below." Churisan paused to drink and mop his brow. He has been working for some time now. "There might be another way. We could try to lift the ru'un straight up. We would have to remove more of the stone flooring, and build a brace with pulleys and parts from the moving chambers below. The stone-cutting will take time, but is feasible with the hammers and chisels we have. I don't know if we can take parts from the damaged chambers, they might be made of Ancient metals we can't work, and the other ru'un may try to stop us. Oh, and of course the round ru'un will have to allow us to lift him, and if he is solid metal then he may be too heavy anyway." He paused again. "It will be a mighty labor. If we could lift the creature-device with sorcery, or remove the stone that way, we could save days of labor. Would such spells be so easily detectable here within the mountain? Or even if they were, might we not have time to depart through the magical door before our pursuers arrived in force?"

From: Dlarumei Ba'ashcha [2003-11-25 20:01:40]
Subject: Hummmm
Dlarumei steps forward,

"I see the various points that noble Churisan makes, and he brings many valid concerns to light. What if the Ru'un does not want to be lifted, or feels threatened by our attempt? We all saw what it does to stone; I doubt that flesh would pose much of a challenge. I know that we are not wanting to risk magic and open ourselves to being discovered by those close by, but it may come to that I fear. At least it seems that those who may be looking for us also have individuals after them, which gives them something else to think about even if we fire off a quick spell or two."

She pauses and thinks for a moment

"I have a spell, the one that I used in the cavern against the other Ru'un, the onyx obolesque. I am not sure that I can determine its direction, I mean use it to create the missing rail or push the sphere up through a hole we can make, but I am willing to try. I have controlled its height before and have angled it slightly in the past. I would need some preparation time to think of how I would direct this spell but I will try if our collective group feels it worth the risk. Just remember that once it is in place, the obolesque is almost impossible to move or destroy."

She looks around for comments.

From: Game Master [2003-11-25 20:07:07]
Subject: Livyani Priest speaks
The Livyani Priest pushes himself off the wall where he had been leaning, spits out the piece of whatever he had been chewing on to make one comment before leaning back against the wall.

"I know of no magic that can't be undone, my wise Dlarumei, some more difficult and time consuming, but still undoable."

From: Deshnah [2003-12-01 01:49:32]
Subject: worth a try
Desh starts climbing back to the station.
He comments the spall may be worht a try Dlarumei, however before you cast it can everyone ensure the are clear from the track both in the tunnel and here in the chamber.

Alternatively would a Hands of Kra the Mighty pus the sphere up through our hole???

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-01 08:26:17]
Subject: Boom
"Deshnah, Kra brings mighty forces to bear on a single point. Where those forces start from (i.e., the radius) and the amount of force define that spell's power. Doing Kra on the sphere would be a BAD thing!" =)

From: Jenge Varion [2003-12-03 01:53:46]
Subject: Hand-wringing

Shaking his head slightly, Jenge offers "My humble enchantment can tunnel through this stone, but will continue on in its direction and do additional damage. It may disturb the operations of this mountaintop's installations, or it may indeed bring unwanted attention when it creates a new tunnel entrance from the outer slopes. I cannot recommend such action, but mention it for completeness' sake." He bows his head, hands folded within his sleeves.

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-12-03 08:11:06]
Subject: unhitching
"Learned ones, whether or not you can use your sorcery to bring the ru'un to it's resting place, it will have to be detached from its carts. Can you at least do that?"

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2003-12-03 12:25:19]
Subject: The Ru'un awaits - 'redshirt' to the fore
Nesh makes his way down into the hole with the others.

"Nobles: I believe Ssrivan has already deduced the correct path for our efforts. We must release this extraordinarily powerful ru'un and let it go as it will, lest our impeding cause it to become... wrathful. I, for one, would not want to incur such wrath." (A wry yet distant smile plays across his face).

"Let us endeavor (quickly) to see if we may release the mechanism from afar. If not, we may have no choice but to allow another slave to meet his glorious end."

Now, with a more sarcastic smile.
"Noble Shih - I am surprised that you would deny this grand opportunity to one of the lowly, who should so greatly appreciate a hastened trip to visit the Worm Lord."

(look of urgency)
"I hope that the ru'un will complete its journey when it is released. If so, I assume that we will need to be above, prepared for action from the metal door, the dancing lights in the floor, or some unknown source of chaos. Let us make these preparations in haste!"

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2003-12-03 16:34:58]
Subject: Hey that was a good idea
Orun, who has only been casually listening to all the conversations to this point, speaks up at hearing the battle mages words.

Yelling down into the hole from above.

"Nobles all, Neshkriuma makes a very valid point. The longer we stand around the more likely we are to incur a wrath of some kind. I cast my lot with Nesh on this and say that we cut the ru'un loose and clear out of its way. If Dlarumei can create a bridge with her spell, then let it be done. My bones ache for the road and my heart bemoans being trapped within this stone tomb."

Orun then, in a somewhat brash manner, which he exhibits occasionally when he feels helpless, calls for three slaves who he sends down the hole to the nobles below.

"Use them as you see fit", he yells down and then walks towards the end station and begins moving people out of the line of sight of the sphere, should it ascend to its resting place.

From: Game Master [2003-12-03 16:54:28]
Subject: A post for Ssrivan
In Ssrivan's absence, he has requested that the GM advance his character. Here is his post, not necessarily in his style of writing or words, but with the overall intent of action.

As the slaves joined the nobles below Ssrivan addresses those with him.

"I am not sure that we need loose anyone. The release devices are redundantly secure but, if released at the same time should simply spring away from the lead car and drag behind the sphere."

Then turning to Churisan he says, "My examinations show that the sphere is not fastened to the wagon it rests upon. I would estimate that it is able to stay seated through some other means, but I would imagine that were it to be separated from its resting place, the ru'un could continue on without its bed. In fact, I am not even sure that the gap would need to be bridged for this sphere to reach its birth. It seems to have an extraordinary amount of power. Not that I have come across such a thing before, but from what I have pieced together from all of our conversations and that which I do know about such things, I am certain of one thing. This sphere is not ordinary and therefore has unlimited potential as far as our combined knowledge is concerned. There would be no reason not to find out what it can do. Either way we are at that point.""

He consciously scratches the scar on his left forearm, a reminder of his earlier meeting with powerful objects, and smiles a crooked smile.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-03 20:11:31]
Subject: Crispy critter
"Nesh, a slave that dies by that sphere will either squirt like a fluxed chlen to coat the walls or serve as a burnt offering to Vimuhla. Neither make good undead. Thanks though for thinking of me." =)

"Let's do whatever we're going to do quickly please."

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-12-04 08:10:03]
Subject: confusion
"Ssrivan, whether from wagon it sits on or the moving chambers it pulls, clearly the ru'un must be released. Please tell us how to do so that we may proceed."

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-04 10:59:18]
Subject: Global warming
After listening to Ssrivan's explanation, Shih utters a quick prayer to Sarku, quickly climbs down and making sure that nobody is in the way, releases the ru'un.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2003-12-04 11:43:06]
Subject: Yes, let's!!
Almodhim, whose patience has never been plentiful, sides with Orun. She speaks down the hole as well, "I cast my lot with Orun. Let us release the ru'un! La, this waiting is tiresome!" She folds her arms huffily, bracing herself for any consequences for her brashness.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2003-12-04 12:21:26]
Subject: Yikes!
Seeing the intent of Shih's hasty action, Nesh charges up the slope, out of the hole, sweeping the guards and porters, etc. before him as much as possible to safety down the corridor.

"Make haste! Flee! The ru'un awakes!"

From: Jenge Varion [2003-12-04 19:37:33]
Subject: Fleeing...
(as it says...)

From: Dlarumei Ba'ashcha [2003-12-04 19:49:45]
Subject: BYE...
Dlarumei, not feeling that she would have sufficient time now to make her spell work in the manner that she had hoped, chooses option two; run like hell!

Up the track to the end station and then down the corridor far enough as not to be in the direct sight of the sphere should it make it up that far. All the while muttering something under her breath as she moves the slaves and porters in her area back to safety but NOT back so far that they are over the translucent tiles in the floor, just in case...

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2003-12-04 19:53:12]
Subject: See Ya.
Orun will stay only long enough to help any of those climbing out of the hole. Once they are all out, or if they choose to stay down there, then he will follow the rest in their mass exodus.

From: Urutlen Utu-Tengmai [2003-12-05 06:04:10]
Subject: Staying Put...
Urulen continues scouting around for potential nasties. He awareness is even more heightened with all of the new rucuss and the rucuss that is about to begin.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2003-12-05 07:48:20]
Subject: Book it!
Almodhim stays with Orun to offer any assistance to those who might need it; eyes agleaming. When danger rears its ugly head Almodhim will move. It's obvious she has a penchant for all things chaotic...

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-12-05 11:04:23]
Subject: watching
Churisan looks at Shih in surpise, then leaps back onto the rubble behind the spherical ru'un and watches it warily.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-05 14:21:25]
Subject: Hullo mutter
From the hole, you hear grunting and muttering about becoming a priest of Hru'u and what am I doing down here and being turned into a smear on the wall and having all the mental prowess of a hlaka and paralysis by analysis and ...

Fwiw, I do try to rapidly scrample out of the way if the sphere decides to jolt backwards.

From: Game Master [2003-12-06 15:50:44]
Subject: Sproing!!!!!
Before the others in the area were able to react, Shih released the center cables disengagement mechanism. A loud pop could be heard, like a large stone hitting a marble floor in a vast temple, followed by a strange zinging sound as the cable springs forward, past those standing near Shih, and coiles itself around the sphere. The sphere itself shifted slightly on its cradle and the blue lights from within flicker as it slides and shifts to right itself in its cradle under new forces.

Shih looks at the slave that he has posted on the far release trigger with the look of "I hope you were paying attention, because now it is your turn". The slave nods his head in understanding, places his hand on the mechanism and waits for Shih's command. Shih has sprung back to the outside of the cables while conferring with slave and placed his hand firmly on the release, he then nods his head in the standard, one, two, three and the two men pressed their releases in unison. (This all takes place in a manner of seconds)

Again, as before, a loud pop with a second directly behind it, cables whining as they spring forward, slicing the air and then slapping up against the sphere. A scream from the slave can be heard as he holds up a hand missing the last two fingers and gushing a red stream of gore. Shih too holds his hand, and though he has lost no digits, there is blood running down off his fingertips from the gash opening in the middle of his palm.

However, all those down below plus Orun and Almodhim up top, turn their attention from the injured men towards the sphere as it lurches forward on the track. Like men winning a tug-of-war, the massive steel sphere lurches forward with great speed being released from its bonds, while there is a distinct smell of electricity begining to fill the air. So much power is being contained at this moment in the sphere that you can see the air around the object move in waves away from the iron ball as it moves up the tunnel and around the corner.

-OOC [I'll just post this for them to save time, I am sure they will not mind as it keeps them from being cooked]

Orun and Almodhim, who were working on assisting anyone wanting to exit up out of the hole, take a quick look behind them, down the track, see the shadow of hulking sphere and quickly decide that there is only one way to go. Shoving whomever they were helping out of the opening, back down the hole, they then turn to one another, give the signal for "you first" and not wanting to prolong danger any longer Orun jumps feet first down the hole, no time for rope climbing or careful foot placement, it's all or nothing and he chooses all. Almodhim dives directly after him, headfirst, and actually has a hold of Oruns shoulders when he touches the ground. This move, remarkable enough, gives her the momentum and leverage needed to hand spring away from Orun,off his shoulders, but at the same time pulling his tunic at the shoulders to launch him off of his own feet and send them both rolling down the tunnel with a much softer landing than simply hitting the ground would have afforded them. Probably saving a broken leg or two in the process.

Churisan, still concerned about what will happen when the sphere meets the open expanse and missing track, peers up though the hole to try and get a shot of the action. The sphere, as it ascends the tunnel seems to build up power, there are only two blasts of electricity clearing debris as it progresses towards the end station. The rest of its power can actually be felt. There is a great pressure building up inside the tunnel and many small flickers of blue lightning begin to surround the sphere. From his, keyholesk vantage point, Churisan watches as the sphere comes upon the chasm. He can see the three conical shaped points, those protrusions from which the lightning is shot, retract into the sphere to the point where they are just small nibs almost flush with the surface. The sphere does not slow as it approaches the gap but the small lighting type charges begin to increase. Churisan watches as long as he can as the sphere becomes almost too bright with these little shots of electricity to watch. As it reaches the destroyed area, the wagon that the sphere is resting on falls from under the iron ball. It is not only falling away, but it appears to be push forcible downward as well. The sphere itself, only dips slightly as it, crosses the gap. Churisan has to back away from under the hole as debris and the pressure force from the sphere prove to be too great for him to remain.

The sphere travels through the air to the end of the station where it slips gently into its resting place. The tunnel where it has passes, however, seems to have taken on a new shape. The more angular sides and floor of the tunnel are now softer and rounder and the stone looks shinny and wet. The rope that was tied off to the debris above the hole, that was used to descend to the sphere now lies on the floor of the tunnel beneath the hole, its end singed and smoldering.

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2003-12-06 16:22:41]
Subject: And in center ring...
Orun rolls and springs to his feet with a whimsical, confused look on his face. Checks himself out for damage and smiles a wry smile as he finds himself intact. He looks towards Almodhim, bows a deep bow, and chuckling, says,

"That was interesting, and actually kind of fun. I never thought of myself as a performer, but... Thank you for the assist, I was dreading that landing."

He bows again and then covers his head as small stones rain down when the sphere passes overhead. Once the sphere has found its resting place and Orun sees the rope fall down the hole, he turns to the tunnel, back to the party left below with him, and gives a look as though, "We going this way now?"

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-12-06 18:14:41]
Subject: careful now
Churisan cautiously starts to find his way over the rubble and into the upper tunnel. He checks to make sure the rock and debris isn't too hot. If it's passable, he tries to clear a path the others below can use, then climbs out and walks up to the platform above.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-06 23:45:48]
Subject: Healing time
Shih rushes to the slave with the hurt hand. If the fingers have been neatly sliced off, he picks them up and holding them in place, casts his highest healing spell. We really can't afford to lose any more slaves.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2003-12-07 20:46:07]
Subject: No hands, Ma!
Almodhim laughingly bows to Orun after their adventurous fall and says "I consider performing with you a pleasure, master swordsman. Let us find the others and see what help we may be." It then dawns on her that yes, they are underground once again. She sighs and steels herself against her fear of small and underground spaces. But the sweat begins to bead...

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2003-12-08 15:19:56]
Subject: Whoa there partner

"NO!"

Orun yells from where he stands and then rushing towards Shih and the slave continues.

"With this excitement, and your willingness to be helpful I am sure that you have simply forgotten. But please, Noble Worm worshiper, we have elected not to use magic for now. Remember, there are those above who may be looking for us, and now that we have moved forward in our progress, let us not move backwards in the same breath. The slave will not die from this injury, I have seen far worse in battle that was never attended to by any healing and those have survived. Perhaps Deshnah can brew up something, but I implore you not to use magic at this moment."

From: Urutlen Utu-Tengmai [2003-12-08 21:06:38]
Subject: Up Top
Urutlen can be heard from up above speaking with authority to the slaves and porters, "get back towards me into the hallway! These 12 tile are starting to light up!" He speaks loudly to those down below "Ssrivan, if you can hear me, you might want to see this! Do you all need me to lower another rope down?"
Urutlen motions the slaves/porters towards him and awaits a reply from down below.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-09 08:54:39]
Subject: Guaging
"Orun, your remarks are wise."

Shih does his best to staunch the flow of blood from the slave's hand with a rag. He then climbs out of the hole.

From: Jenge Varion [2003-12-09 20:52:16]
Subject: "Best Story," Huh?

"Hold, Master of Worms!" calls Jenge urgently. "The passage of the sphere has changed the consistency, at least, of the material you are about to climb up. Shall we not first examine it, to determine if it should be extremely hot, or perhaps acidic?" The priest of knowledge gingerly approaches the smoldering cave-in area, eyeing the collapsed wagon as well.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-09 22:26:13]
Subject: Critterfied
"Jenge, thank you for your concern. I would not have touched rock along the path of the sphere. Clearly, it is smoking. However, this rock here where we dug down offers more promise."

Using a piece of cloth first to test, then a wet finger, Shih makes sure that the path up and out is safe before ascending.

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2003-12-11 03:40:39]
Subject: The Rope
Ssrivan moves over to the smoking stub of the rope to look at the point where it as severed. Then he moves up the tunnel a bit to see what effects the passage of the sphere had here on the lower tunnel.

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-12-11 14:44:54]
Subject: rope please
"Urutlen, yes, please lower another rope, and we'll get started in climbing up to join you."

Assuming he does so, and the rock lining the tunnel is not too hot (still waiting to hear on that) Churisan will start assisting noble persons up into the upper tunnel. Once they have made it up, he'll see that the slaves follow.

From: Deshnah [2003-12-12 06:20:04]
Subject: ministering to the slave
Desh trundles over to the slave " hum I bet that stung", and he starts to sort out some solution.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2003-12-12 08:10:00]
Subject: helping out
Almodhim waits to help others up and out, hoping they will hurry so she can get out of this tomb as soon as possible....

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-12 10:22:38]
Subject: Dirges in the Dark
While waiting for his turn to climb out, Shih breaks into a rousing dirge to the Great Worm, Render of Flesh. To the subsequent scrambling, he comments rhetorically that, "That always gets them out of the hole!"

OOC: If I'm singing dirges, it's my way of indicating that I look forward to getting up and out of whatever we're doing. :)

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2003-12-12 15:06:44]
Subject: Some run from Dark dirges.
Orun begins to lop up the tunnel, following the path of the Sphere.
He takes into account all the possible changes of the tunnel shape that a man with no scientific training would be able to notice. As he approaches the ledge he slows and then, after judging the distance and drop, runs hard up the remaining rail till it ends and then leaps down to the smoothed rocks below. He will then make his way to the top and help Urutlen if there are still those needing assistance out of the hole.

From: Game Master [2003-12-12 16:08:08]
Subject: Moving out.
The rope slides down the hole from Urutlen and Churisan uses it to climb the rest of the way out.

Orun and Ssrivan move their way up the tunnel following the tracks. They both make observations that the sphere had removed a few large stones in its path and that the closer to the caved in part of the tunnel the sphere came the more energies it expended. This is evident by the amount of change the tunnel goes through the further they advance up to the cave in. It is still angular at the start of their walk and becomes more spherical in nature as they come closer to the open gap. The stone, it seems, what been reshaped a bit as though it were wax having been pressed upon with a hot object. There is, however, no residual heat left in the walls or floor of the tunnel, they are warm, but no warmer that if they had been sitting in the hot sun all day.

Orun leaps from the tongue-like extension of the track out and down to the smoothed rock surface left by the sphere. He lands well, all though a bit hard and starts climbing up to where the hole and Urutlen are. The rock only proves to be a bit slick against the sole of his sandals, but this is much less effort than the jumbled pile of debris that had previous lay here. He, Churisan and Urutlen aid those exiting the hole until they are all out from down below and then they head for the end station.

It is obvious that Ssrivan has been listening to something, as he stands at the lip of the gap with his head tilited to one side a bit. For those who can see him, it soon becomes apparent to what he has heard. There seems to be a deep rumbling sound, very faint and behind much rock, but it grows in intensity. It never becomes loud, but it does reach a level where it can be heard when all is quiet.

From: Dlarumei Ba'ashcha [2003-12-12 16:09:53]
Subject: You light up my life
Dlarumei makes her way through the crowd of slaves and porters to where the lit tiles are. There she crouches and studies the first tile she comes to, and then looks down the hallway to the iron door and then back to the tile. She repeats looking to the door and tile several more times and sits down apparently waiting for something or someone.
From: Jenge Varion [2003-12-12 23:19:23]
Subject: Do You Hear What I Hear?

OOC: Sorry, couldn't resist.

IC: Jenge leaves the pit via the rope, fascinatedly observing the changed rock surfaces. Quietly observing once he's back up top, he also begins to notice the low sound. Wondering whether it is something that is getting closer, or something stationary that is getting louder, he motions for quiet and listens attentively. He turns, attempting to determine the direction. He also scans his memory for any similar sounds he may have heard in the past.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-13 00:11:22]
Subject: ... camera, action
Shih climbs up and dusts off his robe.

"So Ssrivan, must we now apply the key or perhaps block the lights in the correct combination?"

Shih looks to the door and tries to determine the correct course of action. It's clear though from his deferential manner towards Ssrivan that he recognizes his mastery.

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2003-12-13 11:16:46]
Subject: Pits and Pendula
Ssrivan looks for the safest path to cross the pit at the end of the broken rails and crosses over to the main group once more. He will assist his faithful scribe where necessary, as he is not sure she is suited towards strenuous scramblings on treacherous rocky slopes. He will link himself to her using the short length of rope he rescued earlier, assuming it is long enough to allow both of them to cross safely.

"I'll have to look at things a bit first to understand exactly how things are linked up there, Shih. Something I could not do until the station's power source was properly in place."

Ssrivan will say this after crossing the pit, but before reaching the station platform.

From: Game Master [2003-12-13 12:51:58]
Subject: You just sleigh me...

Ssrivan ties himself off to his scribe/nurse and then begins to traverse the small ledge left around the parameter of the caved in area. The stone is smooth, now that the sphere has passes, and treacherous. Though the fall would not be too far, it is far enough to cause a sever sprain or twist, or if one were unlucky enough even a break to an ill placed foot or arm. Successfully navigating this treachery with only minor tense moments, the two of them travel past Jenge, only pausing long enough to concur with him about the sound, and then climb up onto the end station platform. They then make their way down the hallway where Ssrivan meets up with Dlarumei who is patiently waiting for him there. She greets him with a slight bow, a few well-spoken words, and a brief description of the patterns she seems to notice in the lights under the tiles on the floor.

From: Jenge Varion [2003-12-13 17:00:50]
Subject: Aha
Jenge straightens up, mentions quietly to no one in particular "Just the station's mechanism coming on," and walks over to join Ssrivan and Dlarumei.

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-12-14 12:35:34]
Subject: now what?
Churisan looks around the platform, and eyes the ru'un suspiciously. "Now can we leave? Will the door open?"

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-14 21:40:09]
Subject: Fourrrrrr!
"Everyone, Ssrivan believes he now understands the puzzle and how to use the door without bad things happening. Please gather your belongings and make ready to travel. We need to stand in the 1st third of the station farthest from the door."

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2003-12-15 10:47:14]
Subject: Ready Steady Go!
Almodhim takes Shih's words to heart, gathers her belongings, as no one has asked her for her help, and she makes ready to travel. She makes her way over to the spot Shih has indicated.

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2003-12-15 12:26:30]
Subject: Head 'em Up, Move 'em out...

This is good news for Orun, he has had quite enough of this place and is eager to move. He gathers his things quickly and helps to get the slaves and porter prepared. He makes sure that the slaves and porters are following directions exactly as prescribed by Shih. Once things seem to be running well he moves up to where Ssrivan and Dlarumei are and offers to supply them with any type of assistance that they may require of him.

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-12-15 13:09:32]
Subject: where?
Churisan joins Orun in making sure none of our (ever-dwindling) supply of provisions and equipment are left behind. Then he gathers his own gear and joins the group. "Where does the door lead?" he asks.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-15 15:09:21]
Subject: Yellow brick road
"Up and in my noble Churisan, then we'll see."

Seeing that all is prepared, Shih looks to Ssrivan to direct them.

"Ssrivan, do you want one person at each of the lighted tiles in this third of the hall? I'll volunteer to take one."

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2003-12-15 16:09:55]
Subject: Oh goody, oh goody

"Noble brother," Orun answers Churisan,
"As long as the door takes us out of here, I am not sure I care where it leads!"

Orun chuckles and smiles with this response, which shifts to a sort of stress relieving laugh as he ensures packs are secured and items stowed. He continues his conversation with Churisan while busying himself with his tasks, glancing up at the man ever so often through his words with an almost nervous anxiety.

"But our, most esteemed colleague and locksmith has yet to lead us on any adventures not worthy of our talents. I look forward to what lies beyond the door, either action or a quick path out of the mountains, I am game for either, as they are preferable to sitting in stagnation. I know that your talents are many and varied, but I am,... well,... simpler,... a man of action, focused more on a single glorious deed. I feel the need to move..."

It is obvious that Orun is continuing his answer to Churisan because he is, a little more than, excited to get moving and like a child waiting on a present is filled with anticipation.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2003-12-15 19:28:50]
Subject: Any time now...
Nesh is resting with his meager belongings as the master of traps and the scholars determine the best way to open the iron door.

He moves to his feet: "Guards! Let us prepare for a quick march through yon door... when the time comes, he adds, almost as an afterthought."

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-15 21:26:44]
Subject: A fight
"Warriors, the place where we'll enter above is open though well camouflaged from below. Given the amount of time that the contingent coming up the hill has had. I'll be very surprised if we are not immediately in a fight after opening the door. If, on the other hand, they have nobody as skilled as Ssrivan, then I suspect that many of them may be dead. In any case, be advised to move quickly and take advantage of any surprise. They may initially outnumber us. Please fighters, work in groups. I for one will be throwing area effect spells that you do not want to get caught in. Undoubtedly, they will have mages that we must defeat before they know what hits them. If our archers have any metal tipped arrows, then that's a wonderful thing."

"Deshnah, can you quickly accompany a bird on its travels again? We need current information."

From: Jenge Varion [2003-12-16 00:37:17]
Subject: Like Sand Thru an Hourglass

The scholar-priest waits in the indicated area, watching Ssrivan and Dlarumei intently. He appears oblivious to the actions of the others.

From: Urutlen Utu-Tengmai [2003-12-16 06:00:16]
Subject: Catching up...
Urutlen says to Ssrivan "I will help in whatever way you require. I much prefer the unknown to this. I can be close to the door with bow at the ready." He gives him a nod and awaits a reply.

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-16 07:19:52]
Subject: The door
"Urutlen, if I understand Ssrivan correctly, we must all move towards the door in a proscribed way. To begin, we must all stand in the first third of this station. I would urge you to only approach the door when Ssrivan directs."

From: Deshnah [2003-12-16 08:29:30]
Subject: Bringing up the rear
Aologies for my tardiness, but some slaves seem to think any minor scratch is something to complain about.

Shih , I could try again to summon a winged friend, it may take a little while and I would need to stand beside a window. Is this acceptable to where we must stand?

Also from my first trip I am unsure if the door I saw was the same as the one in the station, so I may not gather information aobut our immediate neighbourhood.

Desh will pause in case any indicate he should stay close to the rest of the party, and if none object he will move to a suitable window...

From: Shih Nacunya [2003-12-16 10:01:16]
Subject: Tweet tweet
"Deshnah, as high as we are and as shear the drop, you should not draw attention. Our uninvited guests were coming from the other side of the mountain. I believe having current information outweighs the risks. Anyone else?"

From: Churisan Soruna [2003-12-16 12:35:58]
Subject: arming
"I thought this door was magical, that it led somewhere far. If we are just going out on to the slope, things could get complicated." Churisan appears to be talking to himself as he puts on his armor and then strings his bow.

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2003-12-16 18:59:54]
Subject: Glow Stones
Ssrivan is deep in thought as he carefully checks out the four glowing stones in the first third of the station, without disturbing them in any way. He seems lost in thought again as he compares what he sees to that which he surmises. He is not lost in his thoughts too long, but it is obvious that a short time will pass before he proceeds.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2003-12-20 08:35:47]
Subject: watching...
Almodhim is studying Ssrivan, curious about the stones. "Yes, let us have some action, in the name of the Gods. All of this skulking about has me stretched tighter than a bow string," she says to herself.

From: Deshnah [2004-01-05 02:03:46]
Subject: On the edge...
Desh continues to commune with nature and the birds out on the lip of the open window...

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-05 15:43:41]
Subject: Locations
Shih and his slaves are standing in the 1st third of the station furthest from he door looking north towards the door and behind Ssrivan. He is looking to Ssrivan to understand which light he should push and in which order. He is also looking at the ceiling to understand whether he needs to press the light (like summoning a tubeway) or simply interrupt the beam. He will be moving forward towards the door in thirds (i.e., thirds of the hallway) after each succession of 4 lights is activated, as directed by Ssrivan; there is a definite order to things.

"Most noble Deshnah, please finish your sightseeing and join us. We cannot begin until everyone is in the first third of this station."

"Ssrivan, if you haven't quite determined the location to place the second key, is it possible that the key needs to be placed on the last light, rendering its shadow above to open the door?"

From: Game Master [2004-01-05 16:39:41]
Subject: And so it begins again.

After the great sounds of the sphere finding it's home have subsided most of party stand in silence. No slave or porter has made a single sound over the past several minutes and they stand around like dazed chattel waiting to be herded to the next destination, many wide eyed and slack jawed as they hang on every word and motion of the nobles. They part quickly and without sound as Orun sweeps through their midst, followed by the rest of the noble assemblage who had been below or lingered in the end station. This group makes its way to where Ssrivan and Dlarumei now stand in conversation with Shih and Jenge. Between Churisan and Nesh the military guards have been set. Many up front, in case the door reveals something unwanted and only a few as rear guard, just in case something is coming up from the tunnels below.

Dusk is upon the party and the soft orange glow of the fading sunlight gives and eerie cast to the hallway as the low toned drone emanates from under the floor and the twelve tiles, which lay scattered upon the hallway stone, are lit in a muted burnt umber cast with dimly lit yellow symbols.

The entire party stays behind Ssrivan and Dlarumei as the two of them stand only a foot away from the first lit tile. The deep droning tone changes, it's pitch rising just a bit, and at the same time the first tile before Ssrivan gives off a slight fluctuation in color and intensity.

Hrissu notices the pitch change immediately and lifts his head, turning it slightly to get the best angle on the sound, a look of playful amusement crosses his face.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-05 17:20:45]
Subject: A freak'n timer
"Ssrivan, from the pitch change, we must execute this key in an alotted time. Look quickly at the ceiling."

The pattern from the first lit tile is shining onto the ceiling. The image cast is of two figures connected together by a line. Under the line and between the figures is a square. Bisecting the line and the square is some kind of ridge. The image runs east to west and none of the other tiles are strong enough in their illumination to cast such ceiling pictographs.

"If that's a mirror up there, then I'm guessing that the light will be reflected into other squares to create a grand design either on the ceiling or in the air. Must we then activate these lighted squares in groups? I'm strangely reminded of the room that shifted us. There's certainly enough power."

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-05 19:39:51]
Subject: Beam blockers unite!!!
To Ssrivan's private comment:

"I agree, breaking the beam over the square makes sense. Everyone, prepare for an elaborate ceremony. These people certainly loved their pageantry."

To two slaves,

"Take your poles and wrap the ends with cloth quickly to make them more bulky. Stand to either side of the square on the east and west sides and do as Ssrivan directs. You'll be blocking a beam of light. I'm guessing that there are two of you to do this because it's safer. Once we begin, if that light reconnects, we're all dead."

To his smarter slave:

"Mobadu, remember that trick of burning wet cloth to make the lines of light appear in the smoke, please do that again near the square now. Use one of our pots."

From: Jenge Varion [2004-01-05 23:27:44]
Subject: The Eyes Have It

Again, Jenge stands very still. He is behind Ssrivan and Dlarumei, near Shih. His gaze moves from his nearby companions, to the floor tiles, to the ceiling, and back again. He is obviously very tense, but his eyes are filled with glory.

From: Urutlen Utu-Tengmai [2004-01-06 05:41:16]
Subject: Shadow puppets...
Urutlen is with the group, but backed away enough so as to be able to see and hear any potential nasties approching the party. He wants those involved with the puzzle to be able to concentrate on their task without worry.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2004-01-06 15:05:19]
Subject: Waiting, thinking, and... waiting
Nesh is carefully observing the scholars' preparations to "turn" this highly complicated "key". Noting the positions of all the guards and Churisan, Nesh will make himself ready to help or ward as needed. He is also keeping watch to see that the guards and slaves hold positions until called.

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-01-06 19:45:15]
Subject: standing by
Churisan watches quietly. He's standing a bit to the side behind Dlarumei, watching the iron door. He has his armor on -- greaves, breastplate, and helm. His long bow is strung, and he has it and an arrow in his left hand. He looks tired.

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2004-01-08 09:10:07]
Subject: Locked and loaded
Orun stands but a few feet from Churisan, he too is geared up for battle, armor synched down and weapons ready. He has leaned his spear up against the wall next to him, has his crossbow loaded and resting comfortably on his shoulder (bolt tip pointing up) and the tie that keeps his sword secure in its sheath has been opened so he can retrieve his weapon with speed after he launches any necessary bolts. His eyes are set towards the door but his ears towards Ssrivan and Dlarumei, searching for any requests that might be made of him.

From: Game Master [2004-01-08 11:25:49]
Subject: Deck the halls
OOC [Orientation wise. Just for simplicity (and though is actually curves from SW to N) we will use North, South, East and West direction to clarify. North will be in the direction of the Door and South will be in the direction of the end station. West, then, would be to the exterior wall, the one that has a large chunk of it missing and is open to the evening air. The missing piece is about 20 feet long and irregular approx at the half waypoint of the length of the hallway. The East then would be the solid interior wall with the pinholes in it. ]

Shih's instructions are followed quickly and quietly, Mobadu his slave crouches to the side of Ssrivan and quickly mixes a pot with cloth and flame, which becomes a pot of smoke in short order. The smoke rises slowly and begins to reveal the pathways that the light is taking from the tile to the ceiling. It also begins to reveal an extensive grid work of tiny crisscrossing beams of light about waist high around this first tile. It is obvious that these lines continue north towards the door but the smoke has not revealed more than just a few feet before an evening breeze, entering from the gaping maw in the west wall scatters its wispy tendrils and erases the lines. Mobadu looks back to Shih longing for instruction, to which Shih assures him that the breezes will be intermittent and that he will need to be patient and listen carefully to instructions. His other two slaves have prepared a short pole as instructed and wait on the opposite side of Ssrivan and Dlarumei for instruction.

Dlarumei, after concurring with Ssrivan, lines the two slaves up on opposite sides of the illuminated tile on the floor and tells them to walk slowly until the stand on either side of the tile. As they start moving forward, obviously entering the lines in the grid work of lights, there are several deep, sharp tones that rise up from under the tile, and with the sound of stone chaffing stone the tile begins to rise up out of the floor on an ever-growing pedestal exactly the size of the tile itself. Obviously, the slaves pause, but they are encouraged immediately by Dlarumei to continue, to finish what they have been instructed to do. They continue to walk out until they are opposite the rising tile as commanded. They hold the pole over the tile to emulate the pictograph illuminated on the ceiling. As the tile raises the images become clearer like the mast of a far off ship becomes more in focus as it arrives in port. It is evidently clear that the pictograph is the image of two persons standing on opposite sides of a square and that their hands are on top of the square as the thin line becomes quite clearly a pair of arm.

Hrissu, who has been matching pitch with the tones from below raises an eyebrow and softly says in a far away tone.

"Noble Locksmith, Lady Sorcerous, from the time that the sphere locked itself into place and the deep tones began their song, I have counted 192 slow beats before this current tone change. My skills lie in other areas than those you the two of you possess, but I am sure that this is not an arbitrary numbered count. There are few songs that would end on this beat, and I am acquainted with some ancient music styles as well and none of them end thusly that I am aware of."

His words trail off as he concentrates again on matching the tone that is emanating from below.

OOC[Sorry but I though that I should add Ssrivan's private post to this forum as it was the post that got all this started. I'm tossing this out more as a matter of record that anything else.

From Ssrivan:
"Unless mistaken, the pictograph is telling us to break the beam above the square using an object held by two individuals. I would suffest using one of the poles or a spear, not the arms of the individuals. Ideas? As Shih said, we will have to move fast, and there will be more pictograms following this one. This was to set things up for some ceremony, so it is likely to involve a lot of interesting posturing."

From: Deshnah [2004-01-08 11:46:55]
Subject: There's always one...
Desh,
Completes his summoning along the windowsill and realising that no bird is answering the call, quickly follows behind the last slave to join the column, as the procession moves he will watch carefully as he gradually moves up through the slaves.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-08 12:44:01]
Subject: Listen to that craaaaazzy beat
"Hrissu, quickly count for us. We either have a beat of 192 or 176 before we must act again."

To his female slave

"Natlu, make sure that Mobadu does not run out of cloth to make the smoke. Give it to him as Ssrivan directs."

"Ssrivan, should the slaves place their arms as the picture indicates?"

Rutlan is trying to identify the origin of the light lines. His greatest concern is whether the missing part of the hallway will doom them to failure.

OOC: If we have to run for the hills (ok bad pun :) then I'd rather know it sooner rather than later.

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-01-08 18:33:59]
Subject: The tiled pillar
"Yes, they will need to rest their hands on the top of it, Shih."

Ssrivan is scanning the area to see what other changes may be occuring.

"We will have to be prepared to begin with the second stone after 48 beats. Everything here has to do with 12s, and there are 16 of them in 192 beats--and with 4 stones, that makes 48 beats reserved for each stone from the group we are working with."

From: Urutlen Utu-Tengmai [2004-01-08 18:42:32]
Subject: Ready to Spring at a Moments Notice...
Urutlen is in concert with Churisan, Nesh, and Orun as far as being on high alert. He has his bow strung and is looking to Ssrivan and Dlarumei for any way he can help.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-08 22:13:44]
Subject: More beam blockers unite!!!
Thinking about all the beams and elaborate ceremonies, Shih directs slaves to wrap the ends of a couple more poles, just in case they're needed quickly.

From: Jenge Varion [2004-01-09 01:45:34]
Subject: Aargh!

Jenge, also, attempts to study the beams (when visible) to see if we might indeed be unable to complete the required sequences due to the smashed wall... without moving from his current position.

From: Game Master [2004-01-09 10:38:44]
Subject: And next.

While the conversations continue Hrissu interrupts with a curt yet meaningful proclamation.

"And, Now"

With that the second tile lights up and casts an image on the ceiling. While the image is exactly the same as the first, its orientation is altered. It faces North to South rather than the East to West orientation of its predecessor. With this, there is also a light that begins to shine at the door. It is the lower right hand corner symbol and it begins to glow in a muted gold that seems to slowly pulse with the beat of the deep tone coming from under the floor.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-09 11:30:16]
Subject: Two arms two arms ...
"Ssrivan, since the first two slaves have their arms on the first pedestal, can we re-use their poles? If I understood you correctly, we progress to the next area together only after four pedestals have been activated."

Shih watches intently as Ssrivan directs the movements of the next two slaves.

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-01-09 19:01:37]
Subject: The second stone
"By all means, reuse the poles. I suspect we will have to have the second pair of slaves put their hands on their stone as well, but it is best to use the poles first, just in case. Make sure that they align themselves in tune with the next pictogram and proceed. We haven't much time."

Ssrivan is pleased that the first symbol on the door is lit--and soon, it shall be followed by the second one, assuming the slaves do their job properly.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2004-01-11 21:37:35]
Subject: Counting
Nesh is visibly counting the number of slaves that remain with the party. He also makes note of all the guards.

Aside to Churisan and Orun (and whoever else can hear nearby) "Should we be worried about having enough slaves to fulfill all the functions of the many tiles?"

From: Deshnah [2004-01-12 01:43:18]
Subject: Nice beat
Desh seems to be visibly enjoying the sounds and the sights to people enacting this old ceremony.
"Reminds me of a ceremony we have - just the wild gyrating around the fire missing (so far)" He chuckles and looks to see how he can help...

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-12 06:30:23]
Subject: Enough to go around
"Those who are not slaves will have to fulfill some the requirements of this ceremony, but there appear to be enough of us. On a positive note, the ceremony so far doesn't include sacrifices." :)

"My greatest concern is the middle section where the wall is missing. As near as I can tell, the lights from the inner wall simply shine outward. We really need Dlarumei, Ssrivan or Jenge to look at this outer wall using some of their specialized spells to determine how this contributes."

"If this whole room is forced through a nexus point at the end of this ceremony, I would urge everyone to be as far as possible from the center section. I suspect that this station may be destroyed rather spectacularly. I doubt seriously whether being near the top of this mountain would be safe."

Shih smiles as he thinks of the poor Vimuhla worshipers who may soon lose their lives. Hopefully, their pursuers will be far enough away. La! :)

From: Dlarumei Ba'ashcha [2004-01-12 09:47:20]
Subject: Walled up
Dlarumei looks up from where she has been studying the hallway floor and turns to Shih.

"Noble worm lord worshiper, you may have a point about the missing wall section. Though I would speculate that the we need not replace the entire wall but only the sections that would represent solid space between where the window once were. Perhaps a single person could stand there, as the beams seem only to be at waist height. I say this because of the pinholes that are across from each of the other spaces between the windows. I am sure that the beams are being sent forth from those holes."

From: Game Master [2004-01-12 10:39:38]
Subject: In Tone Nation
As the sun sinks further beyond the peak of the mountain, the lighter colors of twilight give way to the darker shadows of nightfall. This transition, however, makes the happenings in the hallway all the more clear. The second tile has lit up a section of ceiling and two slaves cautiously, and ceremoniously walk towards the tile. This second tile is six paces to the east and six paces to the north from where the first tile bade attention. The slaves approach with pole between them and assume the north and south stance depicted on the ceiling by the light. As soon as they arrived, and almost before they were in position, the tile begins to rise, no one is even sure if the pole was directly over the tile before it began its assent.

This time, just before the tile reaches it settling point and locks in, Hrissu calls out the next 48 count and another light shoots up from the third tile, up and to the left of the second. There is a pattern with three legs this time, instead of the two that were present in the previous tile displays. One facing North, one South, and one to the East. Still with the line that connects them over a square in the center.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-12 15:23:08]
Subject: Sequence and limits
If the slaves who have their arms on the pedestals cannot move forward after the first sequence of four, we may have a problem. We now have enough poles to fulfill the next step.

"Dlarumei, how do the headwaters of a river know that a dam has been created? Similarly, if the light originates in the pinholes, how would it know that it has or has not reached its destination. Something in the wall with the pinholes must recognize when something breaks the light next to the appropriate square; it's more a function of distance. In fact, I believe that placing people near the wall that are not exactly where the wall was would set off any trap that's there. The device would interpret that as someone trying to go around. In short and on reflection, I believe all is as it should be. Further, because the trap has not already gone off, the device in the walls does not care about anything beyond where the wall should be. The more I think on it, I'd argue for continuing as we are."

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-01-12 20:13:57]
Subject: Sets and lights
"There will probably be a very different tone after the completion of the fourth figure--and it will require someone on each of the four cardinal directions. I suspect that the four crystal columns will continue their ascent to the ceiling, allowing us to start with the next four. As to the lights, Shih may be right, but we will need to be prepared for other options, such as hanging a cloth across the opening to simulate the existence of the wall. Unfortunately, we won't know the answer to that puzzle until we get there."

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-13 07:19:23]
Subject: The gray area is not so gray
"Ssrivan, what you suggest sounds like a good alternative except for the logistics of carrying it out. As we don't have alot of cloth, some strips could be held over the opening by some of us at strategic spots. We'd have to be careful to step on the bottom to stop fluttering. There are places in the middle where a person may not be able to stand and will have to reach out beyond the lip to hold the cloth in the right position. Also, people must necessarily crawl to the various spots without accidentally breaking the lines. In my opinion, unless you say this is necessary, we're taking too much risk of something going wrong. If that wall were needed, we'd already know it because we'd be dead."

"Dlarumei, can an obsidian obelisk be made to fit the opening in exactly the right spot?"

From: Dlarumei Ba'ashcha [2004-01-13 22:51:42]
Subject: Gray matters?
"Noble Shih," Dlarumei says from where she is sending out the next several slaves. "I wish that the obsidian obelisk were so easily controlled, and perhaps it is. I, however, have never had neither the occasion nor the desire to try such a thing in the past. It has always served me well in whatever capacity I have brought it forth in and I am not sure that I would like to experiment with it at this point. Besides, I fear that such an act would alert our possible enemies who lurk above. Also, upon reflection I feel that your theory about the lights could be right. Mind you that I have little knowledge in such matters of the ancients and so I defer to Ssrivan, Jenge and yourself who seem to be more attuned to such things to agree upon the best course of action. But I do see logic in your words."

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-13 22:59:08]
Subject: Dra is my hero
"Fair Dlarumei, good points all! So Noble Ssrivan, how should we proceed?"

Favoring the group with a quick look, he continues ...

"Does anyone have anything they wish to add to this discussion? Please be quick as our lives depend on the right answer."

From: Game Master [2004-01-13 23:09:40]
Subject: Let there be lights
Dlarumei has instructed the three slaves to walk out to the third tile in a straight line and to assume the pattern around the tile as is represented on the ceiling. This they do, however, without a pole. The three arrive to their position, place themselves as best they can and place their hands together over the tile, blocking the beam of light to the stone above. The tile, obviously stationary for a very long time, pops up some of the stone around it, like a trapped beast breaking its bindings, and starts to rise upward. The sound startles the slaves, who waver slightly, but who, very diligently, keep their hands over the beam of light as the tile progresses. Once again Hrissu calls out the end of another pattern in the tones, and once again another light births from within the next tile. As with its predecessors it too lights up a pattern on the ceiling, once again two images in a North and South orientation and two slaves are made ready.

Looking down to the door again, Ssrivan notices, as do the rest of the party members, that a second light has begun to glow on the second row of symbols and a third on the third row, is flickering ever so slightly. The first being in the lower left corner, the second is two symbols over from that one and up on into the second row, and the third is directly above that symbol. There are quizzical looks coming from several party members as they contemplate the meaning of such things.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-13 23:58:22]
Subject: Poles
"Dlarumei, as we can reuse the initial two poles and have, and as I've had my slaves prepare two more poles similarly, we now have four usable poles for this. Why did you have those three slaves move out without poles? Is there something I'm missing?"

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-01-14 03:33:03]
Subject: Speed and Positioning
"Dlarumei had the three slaves move into position to ensure that the pattern would be built properly the first time Shih. The response to the first two actions was not hazardous, so the risk was acceptable. It was also easier to form the pattern with their arms than it would have been with the poles, as it was an asymmetrical design. This would not be advisable action for the first or last stones--the first being now complete and the last just ahead of us. If there was a point where the ancients demanded a sacrifice, it would be at one of those points--either to start or to finish the ritual."

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-14 09:11:51]
Subject: Risk management
"Ahh ... thank you for enlightening me." :)

From: Deshnah [2004-01-14 11:38:39]
Subject: Shadows large and small
Shih if we are thinking of placing a screen across the wall to catch a projection - have you considered that the same projection - only smaller, would be visible on a similar screen between the pinhole and wall.
Would this reduce the risk to us?

From: Dlarumei Ba'ashcha [2004-01-14 14:04:17]
Subject: fate?
My Nobles, let us hope that we have sacrificed enough for our cause. However the ancients may take whom they desire and I fear that we are helpless to do anything about that, as we know little of their rituals.

From: Jenge Varion [2004-01-14 22:02:57]
Subject: After You
The scholar-priest continues his observations, while remaining prepared to use an enchantment if necessary. "This type of work is not a specialty of mine, therefore I will continue to defer to these most accomplished intellects with whose company we are blessed." Close observation will note the sweat on the scholar's brow.

From: Game Master [2004-01-15 13:19:58]
Subject: Follow the Yellow brick what?
The pair of slaves are sent out on their short promenade to the fourth tile when Hrissu calls out that they need to rush as there are only a few beats left before the next third will begin. The slaves respond quickly to the singer of songs and the noble of the golden sunburst clan and pick up their pace to arrive only seconds before he counts out the last few beats. Their tile pushes itself upward as the slaves cover the light with their joined hands, and seconds after that, there is a notable change in the tone emanating from under the floor. The tone is now louder and Hrissu notes that it has risen a minor melodic third in its resonance. The fifth tile's color has changed to a deep, blood red, but the hue is so pure and strong that the image on the ceiling is sharp and clear. Once again it is a representation just like the others, only this fifth tile requests but one person to stand in the northern direction.

It is at this point that Urutlen notices a partition descending on the exterior of the west wall. With all focused on the tiles and the door, only Urutlen and Deshnah had become aware of the slow progression of this metal wall. Like the blind to a window it falls with the cadence of the beat that Hrissu is counting. Its heavy iron rows completely blocking out the little light remains gifted to the outside world as it rolls downward to meet the floor. It is at this point that a call comes up from the guards at the rear of the party, exclaiming that a iron wall is rolling down the outside of the doorway that separates the end station from the hallway itself.

"We have tried, but there is no way to stop, or even slow its progress Kasi" comes from the guards, "What would you have us do?!"

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2004-01-15 13:22:33]
Subject: to do list
Orun takes a deep breath and bellows out his orders to the rear guard.

"I would have you do nothing! It appears that we are all in this for the long haul, and I fear that if we try to alter what naturally happens, we will meet with ruin! So let it take its course!"

He then focuses back on the iron door at the end of the hallway.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-15 14:15:21]
Subject: Be calm ... all is well!
Shih yells to overcome any untoward actions ...

"Everyone, stay focused. Slaves, keep doing what you're doing! All is as it should be! You there, slave, stand on that point as Ssrivan and Dlarumei direct. Ssrivan, can the other slaves now move?"

To his female slave, "Quickly, light a lamp."

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-01-15 19:06:07]
Subject: Nice touch, blocking out the followers
"I suspect that all must remain as it is until the next stone is activated. At least we won't need to block off the damaged wall section any more--the builders thought of that possibility already. So far, nothing unexpected here, but that just heightens my awareness of what is going on, as it is always possible to slip and make a tragic mistake."

"Let us prepare for the next stone--though it would be good for the whole group to be in the zone of the first four pillars, as I suspect that the rest of the station platform will be closed off to us next."

Ssrivan then looks at the symbols on the door to see if the fourth symbol there is also illuminated--and if so, what changes have been wrought to the pattern there.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-16 08:40:28]
Subject: ... droids we're looking for. Move along ...
As and when directed by Ssrivan, Shih moves quickly along with everyone else into the area where the first four poles are located.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2004-01-16 19:08:48]
Subject: ... a more treacherous hive of scum and villainy...
Nesh will follow the lead of the scholars, taking care to see that no guards, slaves or porters are left outside the iron envelope that slowoly descends.

"Lead on, O scholars. let us know where we may be of assistance."
From: Jenge Varion [2004-01-16 21:32:24]
Subject: Behind Curtain Number One

Jenge moves forward when appropriate, straining for any trace of the energies used to accomplish this display.

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-01-17 10:51:33]
Subject: The fifth stone
"Get the next slave into position for this stone and be ready for whatever comes next. We may have to move forward quickly."

Ssrivan makes sure his scribe is at his side and waits for the next stone's proper time to arrive.

From: Deshnah [2004-01-17 13:53:27]
Subject: onwards, ever onwards
Desh follows the others watching with interest the metal shutters coming down across the windows

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-01-18 07:20:56]
Subject: Shutters and detection
"The shutters have a likely reason. This site was intended to be hidden, and the amount of sorcerous energies expended when it is in full operation would make it shine like a beacon to the owners' enemies. This is good for us, because their paranoia also means they took measures to hide that energy flare by burying it in thick metal shielding--thus the shutters. They also have the secondary benefit now of hiding us from the various bands on the mountain outside. Not specifically in the designer's intent, but definitely of use here."

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-18 10:41:51]
Subject: Be a part of it, New York New York
"Orun, as we may run low on slaves to take station, we may need some of your guardsmen to participate. Please be attentive to Ssrivan's direction."

From: Deshnah [2004-01-19 02:27:02]
Subject: if we get time
"Does anyone see any nice loose valuable metal items around - I was thinking about a small souvenir..."

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2004-01-20 11:21:00]
Subject: Yup, that's it
Orun, without looking away from the door, indicates to Shih that he has understood his request and within the same motion calls up the rear guard and speaks softly to them about what will be expected. The guards move in amongst those preparing for the lit tiles.

From: Game Master [2004-01-20 11:50:16]
Subject: Lights at the end of the tunnel?
The single slave hesitantly places his hand over the beam of light; the color causing some consternation, yet there is no ill effect and she effectively blocks the image and causes the tile to rise from is cradle.

The party moves forward into the field of the first four raised tiles. Care is taken not to stand too close to the walls, especially the one with the lowering iron blinds. There are many who find the sound of the iron scraping and popping over centuries of debris and growth a bit unnerving, but they file in none-the-less. Almodhim, wild eyed with doom at the thought of an iron box, finds Orun in the crowd and saddles up with the massive warrior in an effort to console herself.

Tile after tile lights up and slave after slave is sent to assume the mandated position for the next three in this middle section. First two slaves, then one again, and the last with three. Their orientations being East West, South and North South and East respectively.

Hrissu counting out each phase of change as they arrive. On the eight tile his counting coincided with the lockdown of the iron blinds and the hallway is now lit from the tiles that have been raised and the lantern Shih had his slave light. It is an eerie sight and shadows cast interesting patterns on the walls and ceiling. Though there are spots that seem incomplete for some reason.

Once again Hrissu calls out the change in tone, and once again the deep tone rises in pitch. "Another minor melodic third" Hrissu informs the party, and at that point a green light launches towards the ceiling. It is a brilliant green, sharp and clear, and it makes no hesitation in its calling for six persons to fill the image represented on the ceiling. The image demands one person for each point of the compass and then one at the northwest point and one at the southwest point. Eight of the 12 rows on the iron door now have a single lit symbol, shining in the color of the tile that sparked its rebirth.

Ooc[ I will need your placement in the hallway ASAP. Example: First third by tile three, east side. Second third, west side by tile two and so on. Also please inform me of any actions you might be taking at this moment, please do all of this in public so we all know where you are and what you're doing. Thanks]

From: Dlarumei Ba'ashcha [2004-01-20 12:10:44]
Subject: placement
Dlarumei stands at the northern most center point of the second third section and moves forward each time a new tile is lit. She is always staying behind the slave until the tile has been raised.

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-01-20 13:29:04]
Subject: standing in the hall
Churisan appears a bit distracted by the incredible fortune in metal that is descending around him. He is on the window (west) side of the hallway, in the first (southern) third.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-20 13:54:33]
Subject: Standing
Shih is standing in the middle near Dlarumei and Ssrivan and is also being careful not to move forward until tiles are lit. He is also looking carefully at the ceiling to see if another panel will drop to further enclose the last four tiles.

To his slave, "Extinguish the lamp; we must have no confusion about the shadows."

To Ssrivan, Dlarumei and anyone else ...

"The same pattern of red, amber, green and blue is being played out here. The blue of Ksarul dominates and should be the final color."

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2004-01-20 16:27:49]
Subject: Here I am.
Orun stands, still at the ready in the second third section in the south eastern corner of that section. He will slowly move forward each time a tile is lit but will keep his distance from the iron door and keep his crossbow trained on it all the while. He will not move any more forward than the tenth tile unless requested to do so.

From: Game Master [2004-01-20 16:34:09]
Subject: Light? No light?
With the lanterns extinguishments the shadows on the ceiling become clear and begin to form patterns. Each third seems to be reminiscent of one of the symbols on the iron door. Obviously the last third is not complete, but the shadows created by the slaves as they stand in their designated spots defiantly create the outlines of symbols. There is some distortion in areas where there seems to be several people standing around where the slaves are positioned. Moving those extra bodies should produce the desired results.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-20 21:31:04]
Subject: Moving in mysterious ways
"Everyone, please move away from the pedestals, but not too far forward, until the symbols resolve clearly."

Shih's face takes on a thoughtful cast as though something important just occurred to him. Exhaling and relaxing, he realizes that it must wait until they reach their destination, if indeed they do.

From: Jenge Varion [2004-01-21 00:27:19]
Subject: Stop Children What's That Sound?

Jenge moves up slowly, trying to avoid interfering with the light paths whenever possible. He will remain two tiles behind the leading active tile, on the non-window side of the hall, equidistant from the tiles and the righthand wall.

With whatever attention he can spare, he will continue to study the activations, attempting to determine their energy sources and sense the nature of any magic in effect.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2004-01-22 12:51:03]
Subject: Move along, little chlen
Nesh will ensure the guards and slaves are staying out of the way yet being ready to step in as directed by the scholars at the same time.

From: Game Master [2004-01-22 17:53:06]
Subject: Just a few more to go...
The slaves and porters are rushed out by Dlarumei, who has taken over the counting and sending of those to place hands and stand in the lights patterns, and they act quickly and with confidence that there actions will follow those of their predecessors, and they do. Hrissu, once again, calls out the rhythmic change and the next tile beams its brilliant green towards the ceiling and requests eight souls to fill its pattern. All points of the compass and all of the four major points in between.

Once this requirement has been met then the next tile beams its desires. This time with only two standing in the North and East positions. However, there are six lines spreading out from the on one facing east, they start in the north facing direction and fan out till they face the south direction, filling evenly all point in between. It seems that there is only one slight problem. There is only one slave left...

From: Jenge Varion [2004-01-22 21:22:23]
Subject: OOC
OOC: I will be out of town for a three-day weekend. Be back soon!

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-22 21:42:25]
Subject: Step forward and be counted
OOC: Since I made a point of asking Orun to line up his guardsmen to participate and he responded, I'm assuming that we've somehow run out of guardsmen as well.

I quickly step to the spot where Ssrivan directs.

From: Deshnah [2004-01-23 01:44:54]
Subject: Moving towards Ssrivan
Should more bodies be required simply direct me to where I am needed. Desh is guessing the lines eminating may also involve people...

From: Game Master [2004-01-24 12:40:30]
Subject: Just a thought and count.
OOC[No, you still have a few guardsmen, but it is true that you have run out of slaves and porters. It all depends on how comfortable you feel as a noble using all your guards to cover lights, or would you personally feel better doing it yourself? ]

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-01-24 14:08:01]
Subject: continuity?
[ooc: The last time I checked, we still had about a dozen guards. Don't we only need to fill half a dozen spots?]

From: Game Master [2004-01-25 16:06:39]
Subject: counting newity?
This is done to the tune of Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer. I know it's a tad out of season but I was feeling remiss in not having taken advantage of the earlier season. So sing away...

You count Dhuktemu and Ibash, Janigel, Nebussa. Epengar, Yamashan, Itlang, Akarsh.

Chamangesh, you recall, gave with Grujung and Jugar his all. (dead)

Khivasha the expert bowman, died a very fiery way. Lobi the rather large on, was split in half the other day. All of the other guardsman seem to be out there in their place. You're just trying to remember the other who left to the islands space. Ahh...

That just leaves our poor ol' Than'd who died in the bottom of the pit. Now Jageth, Dogengor and Aijom still alive but little shi*s.

Now all the guards are counted, you may use them as you see. Churisan the noble architect, has pointed them out for thee.

:-) UKGM There's eleven of them left.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2004-01-25 17:26:03]
Subject: Go to the light!
Nesh, seeing that there is some confusion about needed light-coverers, will step to the fore.

"Nobles Ssrivan and Dlarumei - direct me as you will to a light as needed."

Nesh will step forward and assume the position as necessary, attempting to keep one arm free for 'other pursuits' if necessary.

From: Deshnah [2004-01-26 01:41:24]
Subject: a quick glance around
If we intend using Guardsmen, Desh decides to keep a watchful eye on our rear... just in case.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-26 09:24:36]
Subject: Pedestals and lights
In a loud voice ...

"Guardsmen, I suspect that many if not all of us will need to assume positions before the end of this ceremony. Unless we all act together as a unit, we will fail. This locking mechanism may know how many of us that there are and may adjust the ceremony to accomodate all that are present."

From: Deshnah [2004-01-27 01:47:45]
Subject: has anyone noticed...
While waiting for orders Desh has been having a close look around the chamber - mainly in case we have any unguarded spots behind us.
While looking around he noticed a Seam running around the hallway, about a meter away from the wall. He followed it around the room and noticed it encircles the area where the stone tiles are rising.

Desh begins to inspect ceiling and floor in case we are on some form of giant pedestal....

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-27 05:44:48]
Subject: Life in a piston
OOC: Please tell me there's not an obvious sparking mechanism in the middle of the ceiling! :)

Shih quickly directs guardsman to occupy the lines around this pedestal.

Loudly to everyone else ...

"Everyone else not in a beam of light around a pedestal, pick up all the belongings. Leave nothing behind. Prepare to stand in a beam of light. I believe that we are about to be transported again."

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-01-27 09:59:26]
Subject: baggage
Churisan is momentarily non-plussed by Shih's call. With the porters filling the positions around the pedestals, who will move the supplies? He shrugs, orders any remaining guards to lend a hand, and begins moving the materials himself.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-27 12:42:30]
Subject: My hands work!
Leading by example, Shih goes to the belonging usually carried by his slaves through tsuru'um. They consist of a large sack suspended by rings from a pole and shovel and tied at various points so that the contents will not spill when running. Though heavy, he grabs the pole and shovel in the middle and, with an audible grunt, raises the entire burden onto his back so that the poles are across his shoulders.

OOC: I can hear our GM laughing now at what must have been obvious to him as we occupied the attention of one slave after another. :)

From: Game Master [2004-01-27 17:32:11]
Subject: In my mind
[snicker]

From: Jenge Varion [2004-01-28 02:05:00]
Subject: You Want Me to What?
Jenge, his attention now drawn to the seam in the floor, begins observing its placement. Without getting closer than about eighteen inches, in case walls come crashing down or somesuch.

He hears Shih's call, but his mind can't comprehend that these instructions apply to *him.*

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-28 07:57:30]
Subject: Time
Seeing nobody react quickly to his statement, Shih shouts ...

"Pick our stuff up NOW! Whatever's around you and regardless of your clan and status. If we don't bring it, it's gone! We have very little time left."

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-01-28 14:38:55]
Subject: motion
Churisan and the available guards are moving supplies and gear into the area within the lit tiles.

From: Urutlen Utu-Tengmai [2004-01-28 18:13:19]
Subject: What the ....?
Urutlen gives Shih a "who made you king of the Chlen dung heap?" look and begins picking up our belongings and moving them into the appropriate area. He is still on guard for strange happenings on the outskirts.

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-01-28 18:20:51]
Subject: Packs
Ssrivan shoulders his primary pack and hands the supply pack to his scribe to deal with as he works out what to do in the next phase of the puzzle.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-01-28 20:12:33]
Subject: What's next?
Seeing Urutlen's look, Shih raises his eyebrows and cocks his head with a small smile playing on his face.

"Ssrivan, if not this time, then certainly the next, I believe that anything not physically carried by us will not accompany us on our journey."

Shih eyes his two male slaves as if to say neither one of you better have a grin on your faces.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2004-01-29 07:40:48]
Subject: Heave Ho!
Almodhim gathers her burdens and looks about for a pool of light to place herself. Her possesions are few and she calls to the rest of her travelling companions, "My burden is light, comrades. Is there anything else necessary that I must bear?" She eyes her companions questioningly...
From: Jenge Varion [2004-01-29 13:02:54]
Subject: Absent-minded Professor

Jenge blinks twice, his concentration disturbed, his ears ringing with Shih's outburst. He turns and sees various people involved in frantic activity. His own bag already on his shoulder, he looks about vaguely for something else to pick up.

From: Game Master [2004-01-29 17:16:32]
Subject: is this the end?
Nesh signals quickly to several guards to join him and they fill out the pattern requested in typical military precision, each falling into place as though it had been rehearsed a hundred times before.

No sooner were they set at their posts than the, now all too common, cry of change springs forth from Hrissu as he kicks a small bag into the area suggested by Shih and the others. The final tile lights its beacon with a brilliant green beam so strong that one would think it would hit the ceiling with enough force to bring it down. This tile sits in the exact center of the hallway (from east to west) and about 20 feet back from the iron door. It is slightly larger that the other tiles that have come before it, and its beam is thicker and brighter that any of its predecessors. Its pattern is clear, six symbols spread out in a fan pattern from East to West through the southern compass points, and a single person due north of the tile, however, there is no attaching line for the northern representation. It is a single symbol, slightly different from the others thus far, both in size and pattern.

Along with this beam comes an unexpected tone. Hrissu informs you that the base, underlying, tone has not changed; yet several new notes have been added. "Six to be precise" He adds tilting his head to take in the most minute detail. "And these are not the same as the others. They have the distinct sound of an instrument pitched to a particular harmonic". The tone is pleasant to the ear, though a bit eerie and dark in its presentation, with several of the notes being so close in pitch that they warble.

With all the party and their belongings now within the area Deshnah has pointed out, all eyes turn to Ssrivan and Dlarumei as this last tile slides upward.

From: Deshnah [2004-01-30 01:26:46]
Subject: Clutching his pocessions
Desh continues to scan the seam - does it indicate a moveable area or a transit zone???

He waits with interest clutching any items he could grasp...

From: Dlarumei Ba'ashcha [2004-02-06 16:22:22]
Subject: off we go, as off we are
The mood seems to have changed over this last tile to rise, not many jump to the call of positioning. Dlarumei steps up to the rising tile and hand select several guards to join her. She, of course, realizes that there must be several guards who remain free from this obligation to protect the party if need be.

"We will need three of you nobles to fill in the vacant spots." She says with a somewhat demanding voice. "Ssrivan, I am sure that you will need to take that lone position in front of the tile, I am sure that it is reserved for the person who will unlock the door, and I can think of no others who are better suited for that task than you, our noble locksmith."

From: Game Master [2004-02-06 16:34:33]
Subject: M,m,m,moving O,o,o,o,nnnnn
The entire end of the hallway has taken on an emerald hue as Ssrivan steps forward to take the lone spot before the rising tile. He pauses and waits for six positions at the tile to be filled before venturing forward.

Dlarumei and two of the guards take the east side of the patter leaving three move spaces to there left to be filled. Shih moves into the spot next to Dlarumei and places his hand over hers. Once the other two spaces are filled Ssrivan will move forward. He can see the exact point where he is to stand, as there is a small pinhole in the floor that is emitting a bright green light. It is the spot from which the single pattern on the ceiling is being projected. This will put him, in a rough estimate, about twelve feet away from the iron door.

Hrissu, still singing along with the tones and counting in his head the beats for each change, moves forward and stands next to Shih, placing his one hand over the others hands while he taps out the beat on his thy with the other.

From: Urutlen Utu-Tengmai [2004-02-06 17:18:23]
Subject: Let's Do It !!!
Urutlen will step up and volunteer for one of the two remaining spots. "Just tell me where to go" He says. (So to speak.)

From: Jenge Varion [2004-02-06 21:04:48]
Subject: I Like to Watch

Jenge blinks again, shuffles forward slightly, and attempts to ascertain if there is still need for him to participate in the latest tangle of flesh. If there is still an empty spot, he will look to Dlarumei for confirmation and then proceed.

From: Game Master [2004-02-08 11:11:48]
Subject: Step into your future.
As Urutlen fills the last needed spot on the pattern, Ssrivan takes a step forward. He then takes another and a third, until he reaches the exact area dictated by the light. With only five guards, Churisan, Jenge, Orun, Deshnah, Almodhim and the Livyani Priest not directly involved with the lights or actions needed to work this lock, the tension mounts as defensive strategies change constantly and they redistribute themselves to help keep the slaves and porters calm as well as try and provide safety in case of some unforeseen event or attack.

Hrissu pronounces the next tone change, and as usual, he is right on the money. The tone changes drastically, from its low minor melodic, somewhat eerie tone, to a much more lively and harmonic tone. At the same time the Livyani Priest mentions that there seems to be a low-level fog type substance emanating from where he is standing at the back of the ranks. As those not busy with light holding turn, they see a grayish-white fog roll quietly past the Livyani Priests feet and those of the slave around him. There is some anxiety but none move from their placement.

Ssrivan talks a deep breath and audibly "hummmmms" as the floor before him fogs over to show a grid pattern just off the surface of the tile. It seems to be a pattern that mimics the symbols arrangement on the door. The grid square directly in from of him has a small green light beaming down upon it from the ceiling.

OOC[I wish to apologize to my players and those lurkers out there, this section would be much more understandable if there were graphics to go along with it. Well, actually there are, the problem seems to be that no matter how basic I make them so that they will fit within the 10k requirement, I cannot get them to upload. I have sent messages to the sysop to see if this can be changed or if he can help with the issue, but thus far, I have not received a response. I will try and set up a web site for displaying these graphics and let you know as soon as that happens. Sorry for any confusion this has caused, this area was created with graphics in mind.]

From: Deshnah [2004-02-11 14:05:39]
Subject: White fog and green lines
Desh takes in all the changes and considers which (if any forms any danger) his first concern is that some of the guards may move from their position in an attempt to 'defend' the party. He sends calming words to any who look jittery

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-02-14 10:55:42]
Subject: Mumblings
Once all is in place, Ssrivan looks carefully at the green-illumined grid square before him. He carefully scans it and the area for a potential insertion point for the triangular key whose eventual purpose is not yet clear to him, mumbling all the while.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2004-02-15 12:06:36]
Subject: Hangin' around
Almodhim, built for destruction and battle, stands guard for any attack while the lock is being manipulated.

From: Game Master [2004-02-15 20:27:48]
Subject: WOW! Hello!
The fog slowly creeps in around the groups, ankles creating uneasy and anxious feelings, yet no one moves. As this white mist rolls out over the floor you can see the grid lines that are just off the floor appear around your feet. There is also a long golden line that appears in the fog, a line that encircles the area of the raised tiles and before the door.

Orun takes a moment to think and then he steps inward so that he is within the line as the rest of the party is. Then, Ssrivan, who has been waiting for everyone to be at their ready and in place steps forward, still mumbling to himself, to the spot that seems to be reserved for him.

Once he is situated over the spot a loud crashing sound can be heard, like two large gongs being forced together somewhere under the floor. The sound is sharp and piercing and precipitates a jolting movement under the party's feet.

The golden line encompassing the area where the group stands grows a bit brighter and wider and those closest to the line notice a difference of several inches between the height of where the floor used to be and where it is now. The party now stands, in what could be best described, as an extremely shallow fountain base with a two-inch lip surrounding the rectangular section sunken into the hallway floor. From this lip to the walls on either side, remains a section about one foot wide still at the original floor level.
The section upon which Ssrivan stands, as well as, the ten feet between him and the iron door also remains at its original height. Its only difference is that there is a grid outlined that resembles the doors symbol arrangements, though without the actual symbols.

Dlarumei shouts out for all to remain where they are and not to move a muscle. Ssrivan turns with his hands raised in a gesture of calming and then regards deeply the pattern reflecting upon the ceiling.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-02-16 09:30:38]
Subject: OK, I'll bite
Shih looks up at the symbol on the ceiling as well. Please confirm that everyone is now in the oval.

From: Deshnah [2004-02-17 04:49:39]
Subject: looking around with interest
Desh Considers the Golden line and the new shape of the floor..

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2004-02-17 22:57:11]
Subject: Makin' sure
Almodhim makes sure she's with the rest of the group. She wants to make sure she's close by for protection. Also, being left alone in this place doesn't strike her fancy, either...

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-02-18 06:35:50]
Subject: still waiting
Churisan starts visibly at the crashing sound, but does not move from his position. He looks around to see that everyone is in the oval, then looks up when he notices others doing so.

From: Game Master [2004-02-19 16:22:56]
Subject: Great halls
The mist thickens and rises a bit, reaching knee level. It is at this point that you can make out several light grids that criss-cross the hallway adding depth to their two dimensional appearance. Several of the parties' nobles cast long looks towards the ceiling to try and discern the relevance of how that is involved with this door.

Ssrivan, half explaining and half dictating, pronounces that there are three symbols represented on the ceiling, symbol that are created by the positioning of the party members who stand diligently at their new posts. He further explains that the three symbols represented on the ceiling match with the symbols on the door and that they are the first symbol for each third of the door. Example being that the first symbol on the ceiling, the one furthest from the door, is the same as the first symbol that lit up on the door in the lower right hand corner. The second symbol on the ceiling is the same as the fifth door symbol, which is also the first symbol of the tone and color change for that section. Thus the final ceiling symbol is the same as the ninth lit symbol on the door and also the first of the emerald colored symbols.

Ssrivan also points out that there is a grid pattern on the floor between himself and the door and if he moves into a certain position then he can see the lit symbols from the door reflect in the mist in the pattern which allows for a mirroring effect of the door in the grid.

It is obviously time to make some decisions that will affect the whole party, Ssrivan half mutters to himself, and he turns to face the door once again, with his hand on his chin, and a ponderous look on his face.

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-02-21 11:25:22]
Subject: still waiting
"Master Locksmith, are you asking for suggestions? If so, perhaps you could explain the alternatives? These rituals and lights are totally unfamiliar to me, as are the symbols. I don't understand why the Ancients would have required so much folderol simply to open a door. If you desire our humble contributions, you must ask us. Or if the way is clear before you, then proceed. We have lingered overlong."

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-02-22 20:09:01]
Subject: Points to ponder
"1. This last grid appears to be 10 paces from the door when all other measurements are in increments of 12. Where's the other 2'? We've sunk approximately 2", so it could be there. Alternately, it could be extradimentional.

2. Our current positions leave 6 people unplaced. Those placed cannot move.

3. There are color patterns that room after room continue to be repeated: gold, red, green, then blue. We've yet to see blue.

4. Pedestals are used in elaborate ceremonies to open nexus portals. When last we saw the pedestals, individuals needed to move atop them in the correct order to activate specific keys. It seems reasonable that standing atop the pedestals here will cause them to rise to a position where the one holding the key can then activate the lock. I'm thinking that Ssrivan, by virtue of his current position, must be the person that moves from pedestal to pedestal."

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-02-25 15:29:01]
Subject: details
"Master Locksmith, which way does the door open? Does it swing in or out? Does it slide? Does anyone know what these symbols mean?"

From: Deshnah [2004-02-26 05:18:28]
Subject: thouhgts
Perhaps the missing 2ft is a guide to a point up the door?

Also I may have a spell to help climb atop the pedestal.
Desh stares hard at the door and its surround

From: Game Master [2004-02-26 16:05:31]
Subject: Stand in
Ssrivan's response:

"I have noticed that there are no markings on the floor or the ceiling that would indicate which way the door opens. I am not sure if it is simply a matter of the time that has passed from the last time the door was opened or whether it is for other reasons. I do, however, believe that the pattern on the floor grid from the doors reflection needs to be used, and I am feeling that the floor before me must be pressure sensitive or that the grid will indicate where on is stepping. I must now only determine if we need to avoid the three marked tiles or only use them. Either way I must make my way to the door to insert this key into one of the possible locks."

GMs note:
The pillars that are under the tiles are only three feet high so standing on them will serve no purpose at this time.

From: Jenge Varion [2004-02-27 23:20:02]
Subject: Illumination

"So the idea may be to step on the 'lit tiles' on the smaller representation as one approaches the door? And do the keyholes correspond to any of the lit tiles, depending on how one looks at things?"

OOC: I will assume that Jenge doesn't recognize the significance of any of the symbols unless told otherwise.

From: Game Master [2004-02-28 17:47:58]
Subject: Standing in and GM post
"I believe that you are correct Jenge," Ssrivan starts. "I do believe that it is the three tiles that are represented by the ceiling images are the ones that I must step on to get to the door. Primarily because three is divisible into twelve but the seven other tile possibilities is not. This would mean that either the next set of challenges will come in three more groups of three or on group of six and one of three or one of nine... As you can see, we have to play this game as it unfolds over the next few minutes. We need to be ready for anything and we also need to be willing to stand fast where we are at this moment. I also feel that if we move around too much, things could take a turn for the worse. So far we seem to be playing by their rules, let us not now make any changes that are not well thought out".

Ssrivan then turns and takes one very large step out onto the ground before him. The group behind him sees him simply stepping forward in one large step, not seeing the grid the way he does raises the anxiety of the situation as it is impossible to tell whether he is stepping on the right grid area or not.

To heighten the anxiety a touch, once Ssrivan finishes his first step, the floor where the rest of the party is standing slowly begins to move downward. It's dissention is smooth and almost unnoticeable but one can see the mist rising. The raised tiles, the ones that all of you are holding onto to create the patterns, do not move however, they stay strong and in place. This means that as the floor level deepens your ability to hold onto the tiles in the manner that you are presently doing so will diminish until it will be impossible to do so.

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-02-29 18:02:25]
Subject: oy!
"Ohe! Ssrivan! The floor is sinking! If this keeps up they won't be able to hold on to the tiles!"

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-03-01 11:24:35]
Subject: Another timer
At the rate that the floor is descending, how long does the group have before there's a problem? I'm guessing that this is the amount of time that Ssrivan has to solve this problem, otherwise everyone dies.

Addressing the slaves, porters, soldiers, and others in position now:

"Everyone, now is the time to pray to whatever God you hold most dear. As some of you may soon die, any who wish to enjoy the blessings of Sarku should pray with me now."

Shih prays aloud to the Worm Lord for guidance and, if fated to die, to be transported quickly into his eternal service.

From: Jenge Varion [2004-03-01 22:27:19]
Subject: A Prayer for the Dying
Agreeing with Shih's estimation of the situation, Jenge begins quietly reciting a prayer to Thumis, Lord of Knowledge. He spares some attention in case anyone requires his aid, perhaps lifting something or dusting.

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2004-03-02 08:03:19]
Subject: We who are about to die.....
Almodhim clasps the handle of her sword and mentally speaks a prayer to Chiteng. If she must die, let it be in a blaze of fire and destruction....

From: Orun Vu'urtesh [2004-03-02 15:27:54]
Subject: Oh my god!
A large hardy laugh is heard from Orun's directions. Then it subsides to a gruff toned voice.

"Too much time wasted on things that might come. We must deal with then NOW! Ssrivan has never let us down, and I trust him to work this out as he has in the past. I see no need to waste ones time with prayers when keeping a clear mind and absolute attentions to what is happening at this moment is critical to our surviving it. In my experience, those who pause in the midst of battle to pray are those that meet with their gods all the sooner. Better to meet your destiny with open eyes and face to face rather than with heads bowed and repentant hearts."

His words are not meant to sting the nobles as much as they are to keep the slaves and porters from panicking. His vibrato is aimed at them and his tone stern and crisp to instill hope or fear of his hand, which ever works best.

From: Game Master [2004-03-02 16:25:23]
Subject: Start praying now!
Ssrivan takes another step forward and to his left. It is an awkward looking side step and his landing is teetery and unbalanced. But he manages the task and in doing so changes the pitch of the deep tones rumbling under your feet. The floor still descending, now about three feet deep, the mist that was level across the surface of the floor now starts to cascade into the depression like slow moving water over the stones edge. The three-foot stone tile pillars have now become six feet in height and few are able to keep their hands in place. Ssrivan reassures the party that the tiles purposes have been served and that it would no longer be necessary to keep blocking the lights. Though he also warns that moving from where one is standing might have some dire consequences.

Dlarumei turns from her position up front, raises her hands to the rest of the party in a calming manner and gently encourages all to stand where they are, and to be prepared to move if ordered. "It is difficult to know what is to come next," she continues. "But we must be ready and alert to do as Ssrivan tells us. Our very lives may depend on only one group member being out of place or too slow. If leaving items behind is the only way to make sure we do not perish, then so be it. Bring it if you can, but leave it if there is doubt in your mind as to you personally making it with the item. Items can be replaced and no ones judgment in this situation will be called into question, including those of slave or porter."

Her voice slowly starts to become drowned out by the deep throbbing tones. The deeper the floor sinks, the more powerful the tones become to your ears. You can still hear people if they shout, but the tone slowly fills you head and consumes your mind.

Those up at the front where Dlarumei is can only see Ssrivan from the waist up as the floor sink deeper now. Quickly he vanishes from sight as he moves to the final grid piece. The tone changes and chasm deepens, indicating the Ssrivan was successful in his attempt. The sigh of relief from the slaves in the very back also indicate his abilities.

Ssrivan, yelling at the top of his lungs to his scribe so she can write all the information down possible, relays a new lit tile that opens on a hinge. Inside are several keys and a place for the one he has been carrying. He inserts his key and thin green rectangular item is produced. It has copper markings on both sides with teeth-like cutouts on one side and a thicker section on the opposite. It is made of a most peculiar substance almost like chlen hide in a fashion, but semi-transparent. He has found the slot that would fit this key type item and he inserts it into its home.

With a high pitched whining, the pillars quickly retract into the floor, which is about nine feet lower than the surface from whence it began. The pillars stop about a foot above the floors surface for a moment as a large panel slides across the top of the sunken pit. Blue lights inlayed into the sidewalls cast off a dime yet soothing texture of light. Enough for you to see, yet not enough to cast shadows. The panel slides into place with a large thud, and once several other sounds are heard that can only be the panel locking itself into place, the tiles sink through the floor and the room moves slightly, as though it is floating on water. It seems to list to one side, tipping slightly to the right. The Livyani Priest speaks up telling Orun and Almodhim to move more to the center. When they do the room starts to right itself again and the rest of those not in a particular position also move to the center till the room feel balanced and level

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-03-02 20:22:22]
Subject: A sign!!!!
Stridently ...

"Sarku has blessed our journey!!! It is a sign of his favor that we now travel in a crypt. Blessed be the writhing worm that purifies decayed flesh in his holy crypt preserving eternal consciousness! My noble companions, with Death as our ally, I now feel confident that we will overcome all adversity!"

Shih contemplates the floor with wide eyes as though expecting Worms of Death to crawl forth.

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-03-03 06:06:54]
Subject: Ancient insanity
Churisan looks at Shih with evident distaste, then turns away, examinging the walls and floor. Can he see any doors or portals? He looks at where the pillar-tiles were. Are there holes there now? or are the pillars flush with the floor again? Churisan wonders how we could be floating on water inside the cliff.

From: Deshnah [2004-03-04 05:53:25]
Subject: Oh Joy
Great thinks Desh - Death is about the last person I want to share this place with.

He gives Shih a stare and nod to remind him others here are less than happy to be in small, dim , enclosed, confining spaces....

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2004-03-04 08:34:03]
Subject: Too close for comfort....
Almodhim has been trying to brace herself for what has been happening...but she notices all too keenly how close the party's surroundings are. She starts to visibly shake and sweat. "It is too close, it is too close..." She keeps muttering this mantra to herself. She's holding her one fear in as well as she can, but her grip is beginning to loosen!

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-03-04 09:49:09]
Subject: From point A to point B
"Everyone, our journey is about to begin. Please keep your hands and feet inside the crypt at all times."

Shih chuckles and smiles, examining the walls as though expecting something to happen soon.

"Since we're still alive, I expect that Ssrivan is about to direct our journey from his position above. This destination and the mechanism to activate it were one of the most closely guarded secrets of the leaders. Not even their most trusted advisors would be allowed to learn this information. And that is why we are where we are. I'm guessing we'll hear from Ssrivan shortly."

Shih takes a seat to avoid being thrown to the ground by any sudden movement.

"You there, slave. You still have the box with the spear parts, do you not? If you can put your hands on it easily, I need the small sack of stones that were being carried by our dead companion. Everyone, you need to see this."

When he receives the sack, he carefully lays the stones before him.

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-03-04 11:51:11]
Subject: small rocks?
Churisan joins Shih to see what he is talking about. "Death-priest, how do you know these are closely guarded secrets? Can you read the symbols? What do you know about this place?"

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-03-04 14:41:42]
Subject: Privilege and pageantry
"Noble warrior, I simply give my interpretation based on all that I have seen so far. Consider the pageantry and ceremony that those who ruled used to mask the true devices by which they maintained their prerogatives. If there's one thing that those in power guard jealously, it's their privileges and power base: in this case, ancient knowledge. The reason we're in this box is that we're not meant to see what is now occurring. I'll be most interested in hearing the details from Ssrivan when we get wherever it is we're going."

"As to the rocks, observe that one now shimmers and that it's different from the one that shimmered under the City of Sarku. In fact, it resembles the current peak where we've spent so much time. This shimmering rock depicts our current location. We can at least know that we're moving when the shimmering rock changes. I had been thinking about this for some time and it bothered me that these maps were apparently unusable. I had an epiphany."

From: Jenge Varion [2004-03-04 15:43:45]
Subject: Don't Try This at Home

Having some experience in chanting, Jenge speaks quietly and sonorously in a manner meant to carry to Almodhim. "We are on a mountaintop, a great tall mountain jutting forth like the prow of a ship. The sky is a vast arc far above. The breeze kisses our skin as it passes, can you feel it? The birds wheel about, exulting in their mastery of the air. Oh, to fly as does the bird! To look down upon the valleys, the rivers, the forests and fields!..." And so on.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2004-03-04 21:12:36]
Subject: Cool, calm and collected
Nesh has the look of one who's seen enough of death and isn't worried about seeing it again. He quietly hums along with Jenge's tune and makes an effort to give an encouraging smile to Almodhim. "Princess of Flame, I hope to have you at my side if we are forced to take a final dance with death. I am hopeful that today is not the day ordained for that dance."

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2004-03-05 07:24:31]
Subject: a little bit louder now...
Almodhim continues to shake;the sweat rolling off of her face in giant beads. The sound of the others with her begins to fade as her shaking overtakes her. She looks feverishly about her hoping for a way out. Her chanting continues ever more loudly.

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-03-05 09:16:19]
Subject: going to the expert
Churisan turns to Hrissu and speaks quietly for a moment.

From: Game Master [2004-03-08 11:15:17]
Subject: Big Giant Head calling...
Hrissu nods to Churisan at the same time melodic harmonies begin passing through his lips. They match and harmonize with the deep tones that have been present through all of this process and yet, they are soothing and complex, his voice sounding like three voices as he harmonizes with himself as well. He moves slowly towards Almodhim, keeping the balance of the vessel, focusing on her and singing directly to her.

Seemingly confused at first, even to the point of fighting against herself internally, Almodhim begins to look and act a bit less panicked. She slowly starts to focus on Hrissu and his tones as their eyes lock and she is drawn into his charms. In fact all those around seem to be calming a bit as well as the iron box seems to float on air and rock very slowly and melodically, very easily swayed from side to side by the slightest movement.

This trance is broken for most when Ssrivans face appears at five times its normal size against the northern wall of the container. Almodhim and Hrissu stay locked in the web of calm he is enveloping her in.

"Fellow travelers," Ssrivan's enormous face says to the party. "I am safe and in, what can only be described as, a control booth for the container that you are standing in. It is a small room, just large enough for me to stand in and easily reach any number of controls without having to move. Once I inserted the remaining key into the console the cabin lit up and the tunnel before me became awash in blue lightning that bounces back and fourth and in every direction as far as I can see. Before me on the console are several buttons from which I am assuming I must choose. They seem to be destination indicators of which I have three choices. One is red, one is blue and the third is green. I am confident of which one to choose, the green one, as this seems to be a means to get to a specific point. At this moment, I can hear your voices, so if any of you have anything you would like to add before I depress this green indicator, I would welcome your input."

Ssrivans face continues to look around, though it is obvious that he is looking at item in his booth area and not at the party members.

From: Churisan Soruna [2004-03-09 12:45:58]
Subject: Press the Button!
"Ssrivan, let us proceed."

From: Ssrivan Tlokhar [2004-03-10 06:16:03]
Subject: The Button
Ssrivan, having heard assent from the cabin, presses the Green Button.

From: Neshkriuma Kharsama [2004-03-10 12:42:41]
Subject: Oh, well, here we go again
In expectation of a change in the movement or balance of this "room", Nesh assumes a more wary stance and takes a grip on whatever is fixed, nearby and inanimate.

From: Urutlen Utu-Tengmai [2004-03-10 19:05:51]
Subject: Magic Carpet Ride...
Urutlen sits down, legs crossed, and makes to brace himself as best he can for the coming journey. He is aware of all of his surrroundings and mentally prepares himself for what is coming at the end of the "flight"

From: Jenge Varion [2004-03-10 21:08:40]
Subject: Do a Trick!
The priest of Great Thumis stares raptly at the Large Head, to the extent that he doesn't even hear its words.

From: Deshnah [2004-03-11 08:45:33]
Subject: Green
Desh smiles " Green reminds him of the forest and meadows of his home, an auspicious sign to safe and successful flight.
Continue master locksmith

From: Almodhim Harisaya [2004-03-11 09:38:07]
Subject: Fever Breaking
Almodhim's face, after hearing the calming sounds of Hrissu, appears to be the softest it's ever been. Her fevered chanting has been replaced with calm silence. She continues to stare at Hrissu, letting his calming presence continue to comfort her.

From: Shih Nacunya [2004-03-11 14:23:40]
Subject: What's not calming about a crypt?!
Seated on the floor, Shih watches the stones intently while taking in the ambiance created by all the chanting. Not quite as good as a dirge, but much better than having Almodhim losing control. :)

"Would anyone care to make a wager on which stone will glow next?"