Tuesday, June 24th 1924: Into the Belly of the Beast
In reply to trahernwithglasses (msg # 60):
Mike and Clarke begin the painstaking process of combing over the manor for the keys to the locked door...
Mike
After the first few rooms Mike begins to become frustrated. This was more than searching for a needle in a haystack. This was like searching for a needle, in a haystack, blindfolded, while falling off the side of a mountain. He frustration over the search, over the whole situation boils over and he punches the stone wall.
THUNK
The idiocy of the decision and the flaring pain in his knuckles is masked by the dull thunk of the stone. It's hollow! Grabbing a nearby jagged piece of stone, Mike carefully chips at the mortar holding it in place. After a few minutes it falls free with a clatter. Reaching inside the uncovered hole, Mike pulls out three strangely shaped keys.
The first has a head shaped like a man in tattered and worn clothes with a long spade. On the shoulder of the key are carved the numbers 2 and 4.
The second has a head shaped like a hooded and cloaked figure, its features shrouded. On the shoulder are carved the numbers 1, 4, and 5.
The final is shaped like a jester who seems be in mid-dance. On the shoulder is carved the number 6.
Strangely, all the key are tipped by a simple square.
Clarke
Setting aside the magically appearing zombie for a moment, Clarke begins his search for the keys to the door.
"Two heads are better than one as they say," announces Zoe before she strides ahead of Clarke. "Now if I were a key, where would I be hiding?"
"If you were a key you'd be inanimate," says Lara dismissively as she appears off to the side. "Therefore you'd be incapable of hiding. Most likely you would be put aside and forgotten over time."
While Clarke knows that the figments aren't REALLY searching for the key, he has come to realize that they a way for his mind to express his subconscious thoughts. Slowly he pours over inch of each room, shifting through piles of rubble and broken furniture with little luck. As he moves to the next room, something strange catches his eye. While everything in the room has fallen apart, one single painting remains hanging on the wall.
Whatever had been displayed on the canvas lost the battle with time and is an incoherent mess of faded colors and the details on the frame have been worn away. Crossing the room, he attempts to lift the painting from the wall but finds it stuck. With a heave, the weakened wood gives way revealing a small alcove. Inside are two keys.
The first is shaped like some sort of religious figure in long flowing robes. On the shoulder is carved the number 3.
The other is shaped like a king, an ornate crown gracing his head. On the shoulder are carved the numbers 1,2, and 4.
Both keys have simple square tips.
Grasping the keys tightly Clarke turns to sprint back to Mike but freezes at the sound of a familiar voice:
"Hey mister! I can read those weird squiggly symbols. You wanna know what they say?"
This message was last edited by the GM at 13:18, Sun 09 Feb 2020.