Legend of Renalta 2: Reborn
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Limey, how did you bring that back? How did you so thoroughly fail to befriend an NPC and then so thoroughly un-fail?
Moving forward into the stair-flanked hall, Nymona ran her fingers lightly over the inscriptions lining the walls. The slab blocking the way forward was large and solid, but a gap wide enough that she could probably shove her hand through ran around the edges. It was through those gaps that the light shone in through, and she hoped the light meant a way out. Of course, the slab would prove to be a troublesome obstacle.
Heading back into the central column, she grabbed one of the vines hanging down from above and looked up. Perhaps a rope might help, she thought. She gave as hefty a pull as she could, but got nothing but dirt and flecks of old stone in her face in return. The vines were strong, their unseen roots secure. Coughing up the ancient dust in her mouth, she spat over the railing. A knife would've made quick work of the vine, but she had nothing but the strange pale orange robes.
Nymona was set to give up until she realized she only needed one end of the vine. Grabbing it again, she pulled up instead of down, and was pleased to find the bottom of the vine was unattached to anything below. Hand over hand, she pulled the length up, letting it coil up at her feet. When the tip slid over and railing to rest by her feet, she leaned down and began measuring out a fairly long loop.
Deft hands quickly made a knot, turning the vine into a large lasso that would tighten as one pulled on it. Like a noose. She shook off the thought and made her way back to the slab, she shoved the loop through the gaps so that it draped around and behind the stone. A quick pull tightened the vine, though she didn't try to drag the slab over yet; she imagined it would take more than herself to shift the huge rock.
Heading back into the central column, she grabbed one of the vines hanging down from above and looked up. Perhaps a rope might help, she thought. She gave as hefty a pull as she could, but got nothing but dirt and flecks of old stone in her face in return. The vines were strong, their unseen roots secure. Coughing up the ancient dust in her mouth, she spat over the railing. A knife would've made quick work of the vine, but she had nothing but the strange pale orange robes.
Nymona was set to give up until she realized she only needed one end of the vine. Grabbing it again, she pulled up instead of down, and was pleased to find the bottom of the vine was unattached to anything below. Hand over hand, she pulled the length up, letting it coil up at her feet. When the tip slid over and railing to rest by her feet, she leaned down and began measuring out a fairly long loop.
Deft hands quickly made a knot, turning the vine into a large lasso that would tighten as one pulled on it. Like a noose. She shook off the thought and made her way back to the slab, she shoved the loop through the gaps so that it draped around and behind the stone. A quick pull tightened the vine, though she didn't try to drag the slab over yet; she imagined it would take more than herself to shift the huge rock.
Abida votes for Free Holds.
It's god mode because there's suddenly no risk involved. So I vote against keepinventory.
As she realized that the others had little to no interest in each other or her, she began to calm down and step out into the hall. One of the unopened stone tombs caught her eye, and she wondered if perhaps there were more people like themselves suspended inside. She grabbed onto one edge and began to pull with feet planted, but it was too heavy and solid for her by far. If there were more of them, then they would have to wait until their own re-awakening.
She headed out into the central chamber, keeping her distance from those passed still inside the hall. Others were already heading up, with little other choice considering the seemingly bottomless flooding that awaited below. Vaulting the ancient railing, she grabbed onto the thick weave of vines that covered the strange tower and began to ascend.
Used to moving around in unconventional ways, she quickly moved past the other climbers and swung herself onto the third floor above the water. Looking around, she noticed that the narrow passage by the stairs on this level was different from the other levels. Below, they had been nothing but short dead ends flanked by stairs. On this level, the stairs were still there, but the passage was deeper, and she could see a light from behind a stone slab that blocked the rest of the passageway, leaving it's length and end a mystery.
She headed out into the central chamber, keeping her distance from those passed still inside the hall. Others were already heading up, with little other choice considering the seemingly bottomless flooding that awaited below. Vaulting the ancient railing, she grabbed onto the thick weave of vines that covered the strange tower and began to ascend.
Used to moving around in unconventional ways, she quickly moved past the other climbers and swung herself onto the third floor above the water. Looking around, she noticed that the narrow passage by the stairs on this level was different from the other levels. Below, they had been nothing but short dead ends flanked by stairs. On this level, the stairs were still there, but the passage was deeper, and she could see a light from behind a stone slab that blocked the rest of the passageway, leaving it's length and end a mystery.
the truth is out
confidence is key
Smiral said
All of those first posters need to go fuck themselves
You're in the top ten so, y'know
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