|Re: Long As Ever|
Subject: Re: Long As Ever
by ljspence on 2012/4/26 9:58:09
*Not a long progression, but just a few things to say.
Amazingly enough, Glen keeps his word and shows me the way out of the caves. Now, honestly I probably could have figured out how to get out again by myself, but it does seem easier this way and Glen seems like a nice enough guy in his own way. Certainly having two of us in the party make the monster fights much quicker.
At the secret boat launch on the lake, I have to admit to Glen that I don't really have a detailed plan for the future. I know that I want to go over the mountains, but Glen assures me that finding passes is tricky, just my luck. Glen is still stuck on revenge on the General in the castle, so I guess we are each thinking that the other is a bit touched in the head.
Glen rows me to the opposite side of the lake and we prepare to part ways. We are just discussing the difficulties in getting past the outposts around the castle when we see an extremely odd glowing pulsing through the air. Glen remember some odd ritual markings in the clearing just to the east and we decide that we can risk a short scouting mission to check it out.
It is, sadly still raining, but when we get to the clearing, such thoughts are driven out of my mind because all I can see is a huge glowing pillar in the middle of the clearing. It's giving off huge amount of energy, but very erratically. I decide that I need to investigate and get a bit closer. Once we are close enough I can see the marks on the ground Glen mentioned. They don't seem like much, but the aren't natural, that's for sure. The pillar of light energy surrounds the circular markings. The shape reminds me of a magical seal I had heard of once, but if so this one is in bad shape because the energy signatures are fluctuating wildly and I can almost feel the waves of energy sparking. Just as we turn to escape, the energy fails and explodes. Once we pick ourselves up off of the ground, nothing is left but scorched marks on the ground.
We move closer to see if any residual effects linger, but there is nothing left of the power we felt. I am disappointed and frustrated, but Glen makes the point that perhaps we have lingered too long in this spot and we definitely do not want attention. He is, however, a bit late with this observation since we are already surrounded by soldiers, both the Tyr-Anox girly girls and the less girly Cirigoth guys. Glen, of course, thinks that I have led him into a trap, but this is as much a trap for me as for him. Lord Altair is leading the Cirigoth group and knows more about me than I do myself. Glen and I prepare to fight, but Lord Altair is a very high-level magician and renders us completely immobile. I am returned full circle to the dungeon from which I escaped. I am sadder, but hardly wiser.