My name is Valor-Ras, said the fish. I used to be a member of the organization that belonged to this Tower - working in your name - but terrible events trapped my in the body of a fish. I need your help to escape, and by doing so, unlocking the secrets of the Tower - and using those secrets to destroy the Isubanic Cult that has control over the Valley Divine.

Reality bent a bit and then there was a small *pop* as the air got compressed from Tyches appearence. Tyche falls to his knees in the darkness and puts his hands to his head. "SON OF BITCH!" He yells a bit too loudly. The darkness to him was more like a pulsing red-black, with every heart bead feeling liking like a hammer was trying to beat its way out of his skull. He fell over clutching his skull, wanting to yell more obsinities except that last one was still rining in his skull. He would have to wait a while. Just laying there in the enterence... really only aware of the pain in his head.

((Will post again when MD gives the go.))

Suddenly, Crailek hears a sudden yell from below - on the ground floor. It sounded like someone had found their way into the Tower. But how.. ?

By the League, what was that? asked the fish.

Crailek shrugs, and begins heading back down, to the entrance. "Let's go and see. Interesting that two gods should enter a place in almost the same time, that has obviously not seen anybody in quite a while..."

This is.. unusual, said the fish, .. some kind of aberration. Only you, my Lord, and you alone are meant to access the Tower. How could..?

Crailek, working his way down the stairs, came upon a rogueish looking God with bright eyes. Perhaps he was even familiar. Nevertheless, he was obviously in pain - the teleportation had, it felt, ripped his mind to pieces. And yet he'd gotten past the Tower's considerable defenses.. it shocked the fish, who had personally seen to such defenses - and they'd protected him for years.

Tyche felt weak. As if he couldn't.. couldn't phase out and in of reality again. He'd lost the ability to teleport, at least for the small moment.

(Post now, guys. And it's obvious, I know, but Tyche - no teleportation till I say. Not in this thread, at least.)

Tyche looked up to see a figure there. "hello..." he whispered weakly his eyes begining to stop pulsing red.

Crailek frowns at him. "How did you get in here?" He looks down at the weakened figure quietly, calculating whether or not he could become a threat. He glances down at the fish latched to his hand. "Hmm. Either the defenses aren't as good as you thought them, or this guy is quite formidable. Your thoughts?"

"No... their good... i'm in pain..." He says starting to see Crailek now. "Peace please..." he says getting up. "I was testing... my teleport."

He broke through my wards to get here, said the fish to Crailek, he is obviously an enemy, an agent of the Damned Government. He is a threat. No one else could have gotten here. The aberration that he holds - teleportation! - should be more than enough to convince you.. end him, Lord, or be destroyed by his bloody hand..

Hearning nothing but silence and now starting to be able to sit up. He looked up a Crailek. "Listen, I'll leave in a bit if you want me too. Just let me live... and rest. I didn't even think these places were in use with all the laws aginst looking at them, thats why I came here." He sat crosslegged with his hands on his knees, a totally defenseless position.

Crailek frowns slightly at Tyche, then looks at the fish. "Aberration, huh? Not sure I get you. Heck, I had it myself, before waking up from that nap, or whatever."
He then looks at Tyche again. "Hell of a test." He shrugs. "You're here now, and not much is gonna change that, and I don't figure I should try to kill you. You are welcome to wonder the place as well all you like. Just don't steal anything."
He looks down at the fish again before it has a chance to object. "He isn't here to kill me, and the people of authority have already wounded me. I think the 'Damned Government' would perhaps act through other ways, no?"

Perhaps, but it is not wise to let him live. He is an intruder, an obvious enemy. Destroy him while he is weak.

"Thank you... um, whoever you are. My name is Tyche and... who are you talking to?" He said still recovering.

Crailek holds up the hand the fish is latched onto. "Don't know his name, but I'm Crailek."
He looks at the fish and squints. "We aren't killing anyone that might actually help. Heck, at the very least, he could get in the way of the guards, and give me more time to do something."

"So then, guards don't fancy you either... and I think I heard you say you used to be able to teleport? Did they dissect your brain like they wanted to do me?" Tyche didn't want to be 'guard bait' but if it would keep this guy from killing him. "So then Crailek... wait... isn't this, the tower, are you the Crailek?"

He knows, Lord, he knows! A spy for the Damned Government! Destroy him!

Valor-Ras seemed desperate. Crailek felt a pinching pain on his wrist, where the fish had attached itself.

Crailek looks at Tyche, and shrugs. "It's certainly possible they tested on me. After a point, my memory gets a little fuzzy. And then there's that part where there is nothing, then the waking up in my realm. And yes, I assume I am the Crailek, unless another one came around while I was gone."
Crailek frowns at the fish. "Stop that!"

Tyche was a little disturbed the man was talking to a fish, only wondering what he could be saying, but was grateful for not being dead. "Sounds like one hell of a time." he said. "You said you just got here? You mean, you didn't build the place?"

"Nope. And it's weird, cause this place seems so familiar... Must have seen something a while ago. In any case, I can't remember, and I don't see anybody I once knew. I'm thinking something big probably happened."

"Oh well... I suppose you built this place a while back. Man, you must be ancient, no offence though. My guess is that its the the conclave's fault. Their no good."
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Crailek shrugs. "If I did build it, I certainly don't know why. And I don't know about ancient. I was one of the youngest of the gods in my time, that I remember... But yeah, this whole Conclave thing? No idea what that's about."
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"Well right now its the ruling godly government. They are pretty strict when it comes to rules though, too strict, and they enforce them harshly. I'm an outcast because its illegal to even say your a psion now, let along actually be one them. So if you even suggest that you might be one, oh they go ape-shit. But it seems they already got to you brain, you should really get a brain-scan to make sure they didn't leave any surprises for disobedience (another thing I wouldn't put past them). And of course get throughly mind-scanned to make sure there is no subconscious hypnotic suggestions or something like that. I might be able to do that, but I wouldn't be brazen enough to such a intimate thing right now. Heck forget I mentioned it, the ritual would take too much work anyway."

He mentions the Damned Government, Lord, the Secret Death! Kill him! He is an agent of corruption and filth! Oh, if only I could go back..

Tyche looks at the fish strangely. "Thats weird... I could swear that for some reason the fish doesn't like me."

Crailek holds up a finger to Tyche, then looks at the fish. "Alright, look. What the heck is your problem, you paranoid guppy? And who are you, anyway?"