[...way less okay with the feeling of being watched unfortunately, so he's gonna tense up, looking around for any sign of anyone else... before he nods quickly and follows after her. He would really like to be... not in this situation anymore please )8]
...You should be prepared. If our enemy is intelligent, they will likely strike before too long. They cannot risk us finding additional reinforcements.
[Has been more or less ready since he grabbed his sword in the hospital actually... but just to prove it, he'll take it out again, spinning it sorta anxiously for a second]
Good luck, ZM. [You know... in case it comes to a fight and all...]
NETWORK CENTER UNDER SIEGE, IF THERE ARE ANY SURVIVORS, PLEASE HEL[static]
And to that rather ominous note, you reach the temple. In the centre of the city...
It was a glorious thing, you can see white marble through the soot, broken statues littering the ground that once rivalled the Michael. Far larger than any of the temples on Atuin, this is the temple to the God itself.
Ah. [Glances at her and... smiles very faintly and quite carefully] Thank you, ZM...! It has also been, maybe, nice working with you. Even if I think it would've. Been nicer under different circumstances.
[...not sure about this whole barring inside thing though. He still hasn't seen Kappy after all, and he's gonna have to go properly search for him if this keeps up much longer. But he'll keep that to himself for now, cause at the very least this would make a good return point if they're gonna be here awhile. Maybe? Hopefully]
[Either way, he'll nod to her and wander up to the doors, giving one a good, firm shove]
[This level of temple is covered in cracking tile murals, no doubt once beautiful and colorful. They show a simple story:
The God appears on a world of raging water, alone.
He builds an island, and He crafts people to live on it, people in His image with all the traits of Humans, Long, Bast and Angha.
They shine like a beacon, so brightly that things begin to reach towards the world. Black things that eclipse the moon and sun, things reaching with twisted limbs and baring fractal teeth.
So He reaches into the crystal heart of the world and breaks away four crystals.
In His hands, they become four people, each a pale mirror to His own brilliance, for they only have one trait each of the species.
The blue-robed one, holding a sparkling rainbow fire, him merely the human body.
The red-robed one, casting dice with a smile, she who possesses only the glorious wings of the Angha.
The green-robed one, grasping a halberd, with the strength of the Long.
The yellow-robed one, wielding a sword, with the ears and eyes of the Bast.
Those four kneel at the four corners of the world and keep away the dark things while He stands king over all.
It ends there.
There is an altar at the back of this room, a heavy wooden thing, with a priest slumped over it clutching a scroll.
In the far corner there is an door opened to the first steps of a spiral staircase leading upwards.]
[she reappears, suddenly -- a girl covered in blood from head to toe, with entrails hanging around her neck. you might even recognized her, zaniah, since you met her when she first arrived in atuin. she swings her swords at zaniah hard.]
and then Zaniah ran away back to Atuin as soon as she got the chance because holy shit you people are strong and trying to block you breaks barriers and then bones.]
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Or do nothing, Zaniah can play this game.]
I will let you know ahead of time next time. Come, let us make haste onward.
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Data feed corrupted, retrieving recent headlines...
Network infrastruction to much of our city fragment down; crown prince calls surviving citizens to quarantine area in castle for damage assessment.
All roads seem to lead inwards, to the center of the city. There are no signs of anyone living, although far, far in the distance burns a fire.]
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[Has been more or less ready since he grabbed his sword in the hospital actually... but just to prove it, he'll take it out again, spinning it sorta anxiously for a second]
Good luck, ZM. [You know... in case it comes to a fight and all...]
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NETWORK CENTER UNDER SIEGE, IF THERE ARE ANY SURVIVORS, PLEASE HEL[static]
And to that rather ominous note, you reach the temple. In the centre of the city...
It was a glorious thing, you can see white marble through the soot, broken statues littering the ground that once rivalled the Michael. Far larger than any of the temples on Atuin, this is the temple to the God itself.
And it is patterned in waves.
There's heavy double doors on ground level.]
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It will ensure a minimum number of angles from which they can attack.
[She pauses for a moment.]
And... you as well, Seafarer. You make a good comrade.
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[...not sure about this whole barring inside thing though. He still hasn't seen Kappy after all, and he's gonna have to go properly search for him if this keeps up much longer. But he'll keep that to himself for now, cause at the very least this would make a good return point if they're gonna be here awhile. Maybe? Hopefully]
[Either way, he'll nod to her and wander up to the doors, giving one a good, firm shove]
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The God appears on a world of raging water, alone.
He builds an island, and He crafts people to live on it, people in His image with all the traits of Humans, Long, Bast and Angha.
They shine like a beacon, so brightly that things begin to reach towards the world. Black things that eclipse the moon and sun, things reaching with twisted limbs and baring fractal teeth.
So He reaches into the crystal heart of the world and breaks away four crystals.
In His hands, they become four people, each a pale mirror to His own brilliance, for they only have one trait each of the species.
The blue-robed one, holding a sparkling rainbow fire, him merely the human body.
The red-robed one, casting dice with a smile, she who possesses only the glorious wings of the Angha.
The green-robed one, grasping a halberd, with the strength of the Long.
The yellow-robed one, wielding a sword, with the ears and eyes of the Bast.
Those four kneel at the four corners of the world and keep away the dark things while He stands king over all.
It ends there.
There is an altar at the back of this room, a heavy wooden thing, with a priest slumped over it clutching a scroll.
In the far corner there is an door opened to the first steps of a spiral staircase leading upwards.]
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There is a sound of a sword dragging along the ground before it disappears again.]
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Then, we run.
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[Jogging over to grab that scroll yep yep yep]
Got it...! [Let's go! '^' They can look at what's in it later ldkjf]
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the sound of the sword dragging along the ground can be heard again, before disappearing.
SHE IS STILL STALKING, WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME TO STRIKE.]
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You should show yourself now. You will find it futile to try and catch me off guard.
[She makes a motion with her neck, trying to indicate that it's time for the Seafarer to go upstairs without attracting too much fuss.]
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[...well okay, yeah he'll go see what's upstairs if she's that sure she can handle it. Bye guys, have fun, heading up the stairs now 8'|]
[slkdjfklj]
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and then Zaniah ran away back to Atuin as soon as she got the chance because holy shit you people are strong and trying to block you breaks barriers and then bones.]