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2 yrs ago
Current Finally have a job!
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Still Job Hunting...
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Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
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Still Job Hunting...
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5 yrs ago
Graduated. And Job Hunting...
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I'm an Interdiscplinary BA, searching for a job in the current market, and this site has been my introduction to role-play. I prefer medieval and/or sci-fi roleplays and am a fan of Star Trek, Star Wars, RWBY, Fire Emblem Awakening, Superheroes, and Fairy Tail.

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@Timemaster

Gwyn smiled. "You'd have to make sure there was plenty of water around." Then looked further down and froze.

Ahead of them was another room with another door to a room further on and a stairway the seemed to head downward.

In front of the doors though were two guards, both staring straight at them...

Gwyn glanced back at Ashe.

One of the guards stepped forward. "Who goes there?"
@Timemaster

Gwyn's brow furrowed in concentration as she prepared her spell, waiting for Ashe to press down on the lever far enough. Wait for it...Soon as the weight was balanced right, Gwyn froze it fast. The door opened up behind the lever arm. "Let's go!" Then rushed for it, sure her companion would follow right behind.
@Timemaster

She considered Ashe's words well. "Wind is also not an expertise...But I do have options that could work." She focused around the room, trying to feel the barest hint of moisture. But the air was too arid. Sweat though had built up on her brow as the cave warmed with the rising sun. And with the water in their packs...

"I can summon ice. Likely not enough to balance the weight, but I could follow through on your wood projectile idea...Or if you pressed down on the lever, I could freeze the weight in the proper place."
@Timemaster

"Right." Gwyn got up then started looking around for the exact mechanism on the door as well, examining the out stretched arm with it's cup in particular.



Together, the two found that the lever in the arm ran down the arm to the torso that proved to be hollow. A narrow crack Gwyneria found within the figure showed a weight dangling slightly upward. If it was completed balanced, it would hit another mechanism that would lift the door. If the weight raised or lowered too far, the mechanism seemed to connect to the floor underneath them, mechanisms Ashe found that seemed prepared to flip the floor, which likely wouldn't do well.

Gwyneria summarized her findings then hummed. "This certainly leaves little room for error.
@Timemaster

"I see." She responded. That did make sense to an extent. There was definitely a generally hostile attitude towards demonfolk. Even Cicero sometimes showed one, though with how that last arena fight had gone...

After Ashe's comment about the threshold though, she frowned. "There's no salt water here though. It would take quite a trek to get any here as well. Besides, salt water is not at the 'threshold' of the ocean..." Then she stooped down, letting some of the sand run through her slightly trembling fingers. "But sand..."
@Timemaster

She gazed for a time down where the two had fallen...



Suddenly, the air was sharply cold. The fall was towards the water as her mind flashed back to that chasm. If she only had more power she could...

Then she shook herself and came back to the present. "Right," She glanced reluctantly down the hole then followed after Ashe, still looking over her face curiously. What was the point of hiding it behind a mask? Her arms showed a slight tremble as if chilled.

They soon came into a taller room with more hieroglyphs and depictions of demonfolk on and around what could be a door though there was no knob or obvious way to open the stone slab. Directly in front of them on the slab, there was a depiction of what looked to be a demonfolk worshiper, though their arms extended out towards them as a lever with their hands holding a cup.

Gwendolyn immediately started reading. "I entreat you, O traveler. Give me but a cup of...the salty threshold? No more, no less. What you give me will allow you to pass on to where the gods take council. If you don't give what I ask, then the cave will swallow you whole..." She then sighed. "Seems we have another riddle.
@Timemaster

"Levitation spells were never my strong suit, unfortunately. Besides, such spells work best with objects within sight of you, not ones you can't even see." She swallowed, then composed herself to meet Ashe's face. "Going further would seem to be the way left open to us. I can certainly play the prisoner should we meet anymore guards. Unless you have a way to get them back with your 'luck'.." Then she blinked, before her eyes narrowed in curiosity as she took in Ashe's face.
"Cicero, can you hear me?!" She called down the pit along with Ashe. How far down was it? If it was too far down...

Oh, why hadn't she seen that the sign was warning about a trap?!

She looked to Ashe, surprised to see her without her mask, though not focused on that at the moment. "There has to be a way down to them!"

But given the darkness and depth of the tunnel down, neither of them could see down to even tell what was happening nor could safely descend down themselves. The only way seemed to be to hope for an entrance downwards further on. But what could happen to their companions in the meantime...?
Gwynneria


Gwyn frowned in thought. "That could be wise, though I think that there would be better ways to knock them unconscious...But where would you get the disguise?" Her eyes fell towards where the slain guards lay not of their own accord. "I, suppose that those will do..."

The guards weren't precisely Ashe's size, one rather large and brawny while the other was rather small. But an outfit could easily be assembled from the pieces unless Ashe wanted to try her luck further along.
The Cave of Shifting Sands


The passage way itself seemed rather uninviting, dimmer than the room before it. Gwyneria came to the mouth of the passage, her shot at leg twinging slightly as she went, then she looked around, furrowing her brow as she spotted more hieroglyphs. "To trespass through the maw, make sure to avoid the serpent's tongue? She blinked. "I can't be reading that right..." She looked further down, her hand resting on one of two tooth-like stalagmites. Peering both for any indication of what the 'serpent's tongue' might be along with seeing if there were any more guards might be.

Do those with her search as well or continue on their way through?
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