>>6312633Silence blankets the Stone Garden as you and the others digest his words. What more needs to be said? Rising from your seats, you give each other one last nod before breaking into your groups!
“Tread lightly,” Oti warns as you partner up with Toppel and Obber, “A wing at Trimbault is rarely forbidden without good reason.”
You too, you reply! You’re counting on him! Oti indulges in a derisive laugh. “Wise choice.”
“Wait!” Scurrying over to the sorcerer, Toppel giggles with a mischievous grin on her small face! “For good luc-<span class="mu-s">NYAAH!</span>”
“Strong winds up here today.” Observes Oti as Toppel goes flying past you and crashes into a wicker chair near the entrance! “Do you know how to reach the wing?”
Of course, you scoff with a smile! Just focus on the exit strategy, okay? You’ve got this!
As the next ten or so minutes show, you clearly don’t ‘got this’: it’s only after Toppel rudely snatches your <span class="mu-s">TOKEN</span> from your hands that you feel a change in the bare and seemingly-endless corridor around you… and before long you feel a sudden shift in your surroundings!
The air grows thick with soot and mildew as the carpet at your feet sloshes with every step! Dust showers you from above like those mist machines they put in theme park lines, and every so often your foot catches on a chunk of rubble covering the walkway!
<span class="mu-r">STUBBED TOE COUNTER: 31! WATCH YOUR STEP, DUMBASS!</span>
But what jars you the most isn’t the mold or the sore toes, no… what chills you to the core is the musty smell of incense burning high above your head and caking your throat… and a dull, constant droning permeating the air!
“Reminds me of my school days~” Toppel sighs as she hangs from your back like a fuzzy tick! “Ah, to be an Undergrad again… so many possibilities~”
Obber clicks in assent at your feet. You don’t bother with a response. Before you can discuss Toppel’s school days much further, however, your ponderings are cut short by a gut-wrenching SHRIEK in the chamber ahead!
“<span class="mu-s">N-NO! STOP!</span>”
You feel an uncanny itch in your teeth… someone’s about to use some magic!
What do?
>Hurry in and see if you can save the shrieker!>Call out to the caller!>Tread softly and move in quietly!>Send Obber or Toppel ahead to scout!>Cut things off with a distraction!>Scamper in with your eyes closed! Sneak-running!?>Write-In! 