Quest What remains

[Kjaran Mak Aodha]

Kjaran's jaw dropped. The beast wasn't speaking. He was hearing the words right in his head. Raigryn's words brought him back to reality. "The best thing I've heard all bloody day" he affirmed. His voice shook but his arms were steady. He mimicked the battlemage, moving slowly with his blade pointed right at the abomination. Calm, sure steps, making sure the dwarf and boy were out before them.

Fresher air, brighter halls, the smell of the surface. It was the best feeling in Arethil.

 

[Belduhr Brighthand]

Belduhr did not argue with Master Vayd's suggestion. The thing had fallen back and spoken to them but it's words made no sense. Now was an ill the time to think about it though as he ushered Fife along, the hammer still in hand as he kept himself half turned while leading the way out.

 

[Faelin K'Abveirin]

His elven eyes glimered red from the reflecting light, gazing upon yet another pitchless odity.

The elf drew his slender sword, only so defensively, stepping back all the time.


Yet the voiceless sound he heared...felt, meaning suggested as clear day.


»What does it want?..« In his mind repeating 'you' as he questioned the creature's sentience all the same. But if it were a malevolent spirit of some kind...

Faelin retreated with the others, keeping his posture diagonal, gazing back at the pitless horror, if not part in curiosity.

 

[Raigryn Vayd]

It just watched. Raigryn felt its eyes boring into him. Each step backwards took him closer to the door back to the surface. Belduhr Brighthand and Fife would be almost there by now.

Raigryn allowed himself a half glance towards Kjaran Mak Aodha.

All. We will take it all.

"The surface. Now."

The thing might have wanted everything but it stayed on its perch. Even as they rounded the corner and took the last stairs back up.

"Seal the door," he shouted. It didn't feel as if he could even carry his sword, but he didn't dare let it fall. He could taste the cold night air seeping in from the door above them.

 

[Belduhr Brighthand]

Belduhr did little more than usher Fife along, making sure to keep her well ahead of him as he kept the hammer in hand. He wasn't a warrior by any means, and while he had strength, he was likely on par or even a little less than admirably than those that were behind them.

He didn't dare do more than look over his shoulder to keep a watchful glance in the event he had to turn and face the thing that had perched on the clock. It seemed however that it was content with staying there as they began to ascend the stairs to make it to the surface.

 

[Kjaran Mak Aodha]

Kjaran sheathed his sword and put his strength to the test as he moved to obey Raigryn's command. He gripped the stone cover, an oath escaping him at the weight. His teeth grated but it began to move with a slow grinding sound, his breaths coming in quick puffs. "Bastard" he swore, taking a tighter grip and hauling to shut it.

 

[Faelin K'Abveirin]

The dark elf seemed irked, but followed along to the surface. There were so many odd things to see, questions uncovered that bursted further interest.

Thankfully it was dark in the overworld, so his dark-prefering nature did not enter brightness shock.

What an ease. The elf then dropped his weapons and went into aid, helping to cover up the entrance.