>>6177179So far, you’d encountered a skeletal replica of yourself, a massive gargoyle that could lift you in its talons, and an ancient desert spirit that wished to be worshipped as a god. All this in a country that was supposedly founded by a wizard who rode atop a giant flying ship. To say this land was strange would be an understatement. Rather than fight it, perhaps you should merely embrace the madness. Maybe if you went along with the peculiar flow, you might find yourself happier for it. It’s with this thought in mind that you unstrap your Steel Axe from your back.
“You cannot be seri-”
You give Adeline no time to finish her sentence as you toss the weapon into the oasis with a nice plunk, watching as your precious Steel Axe sinks to the bottom of the water, out of view. The three of you then wait there in silence for several minutes, staring deep into the pond. There is no sound save for the desert wind blowing through the lush green trees that are presently providing you with a reprieve from the sun. It would ordinarily be a relaxing moment, were it not for what just transpired.
>“No, I should have known that would happen. What the hell was I thinking?” You mutter to yourself in disbelief.“Maybe she’s asleep…” The stranger offers helpfully.
“Lord Tristain…” Adeline starts. Was she feeling pity for you?
>“Can you swim?” You ask her.Adeline turns pale, before shaking her head.
Great. Maybe this was a job for May. You did not look forward to having to explain-
At that moment, a geyser erupts from the water several feet into the air. You sense a powerful magical presence, and are grimly reminded of the Djinn. Instinctively, you reach behind you to grab your axe, only to remember that it was no longer there. Shit! This was bad! A shape moves through the geyser before emerging through its very tip. You see the head first, revealing the figure to be a woman. She continues her ascent until she is standing atop the geyser of water as though it were solid ground. In her hands are two axes. She looks down upon you and your trio with something resembling scorn.
“Yo. Are you the one that keeps throwing these down here?” Her brow is furrowed in great annoyance.
“It was him!” The strange woman shouts before you can say anything. She points an accusatory finger at you.
>“Me?!” You recoil in shock. “What are you talking about? You’re the one who told me to do it!”“What’s your problem, man?” The ‘spirit’ asks you. She was definitely pissed, there was no question about it. “How would you feel if I came to your home and threw stuff in there? Would you like that? Huh?”
“L-Lord Tristain…this is bad.” Adeline whispers uselessly behind you. “I sense hostile intent from her.”
