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"No, I was minding my own business when this captain tricked me into taking some gold from him and he arrested me. Called me a thief even.." Holly grumbles. "When I get my hands on him I'm going to make him sorry for dishonoring my name. Calling me a thief and stealing all my stuff. I Don't have any of my spices, cooking ware, and he even took my tools and bracelet. I liked that bracelet. One day I'll see him again and I'm going to do something.. Those mean soldiers. I was looking forward to some stew, bread, lemon cakes, and real iced lemonade. Mean old guards." She pouts and plops in the middle of the snow and forms a snow angel. "I miss my home. I miss father, he was supposed to give me magical training but I didn't learn much." She sighs again, looking at the big man, "Good sir? Please? Do you have anything sweet to eat? I could cook anything, we wee little folk knows how to make anything anyone could desire. But I just don't have any of my gear anymore. Just this stupid cloak and thse two things I don't even know what they do." She sets aside the amulet and dagger.

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"I am no god Woman Izumi. All be it the one you speak of is my bastard son." The Smile quickly disappearing from his lips. "His mother stole the right of his rearing from me, and so I took from her something of equal value in trade."

Zen looks over at Holly and adds "The Izumi woman is right that this is "The Trial of the Gods" Only a there should not be so many innocent People in it." He glances around at the group and down at the 2 yet to climb up.

Proas waves a hand toward Felipe to come to the rope, then Proas begins to Climb up the rope toward the cliff top.

Zen continues speaking. "Some of you are more innocent than others, but I can see guilt in 2 of you even still the gilt does not pertain to this sentencing. Tell me what of the world above has changed in the last 6 months, and I will be more likely to let you keep what you have taken. Information in trade. What say you of this?"

"It, it might be easier to make a peaceful trade with you Sir, if you did not have one of our friends frozen stiff as death." Elrik says averting his eyes from there lock on Zen's every movement long enough to glance at the state of Matt near the cave entrance.

He waves a hand shattering the ice on Matt who quickly falls stumbling forward from where he hand been frozen in place. Zen walks slowly over toward the group and where Matt knelt, knees and palms of hand touching the frosted ground. Ice forms on the ground as Zen walks over the hardened clay and mud. Matt takes several deep and heavy breaths as if he had not been able to breath at all while trapped with in the icy stillness.

Zen stands over him and reaches one old and withered hand down to touch the man Matt on the shoulder. Matts Breathing softens and the marks that had been left form the fight with the octopuses only a little while ago vanish from his skin. As Zen lists his hand from the shoulder of the man. A light residual glow of magic can be noticed if only for a moment.

"Silent casting!" The words falling out of Elrik's mouth in a muttered sound of wonderment.
Zen tucks his hands to the side pockets of his robes, than walks back over to the cliff face.
Matt pulls himself up staggering lightly to find his balance on the now icy bank.

Zen is old; his well weathered skin is full of the wrinkles and scars of time, his black hair thick and wiry, grizzly and salted with silvery age. His hair frames his round nose and hidden lip. His eyes are cold commanding, strong and yet with a love of a father. The unwavering knowledge of a lifetime shine darkly from a cold blue icy stare. The cold front of the air is traced to his breath and the breeze from before with it. There is something about him something powerful and dark something wonders and light, in his face the emotions of time and the distant drifting thoughts of home leave longing thoughts on the minds of the party.

Taking his stance back up near Elrik and the cliff face he watches as Proas climbs over the edge behind Haru and Izumi alongside Alexander and Holly who moved out in front of him before her light curtsey.

It dawns on the party that Vigo Zar is missing from the room. He had been frozen in fear when the group fight the octopuses then it was as if he has slipped a way or blinded in with the room. He was there and then just gone.

Zen's cold eyes fall on Holly as she grumbles about her stomach in protest along with claims of innocence. "I do not care if you are guilty or innocent child I can see it in your aura."

The man's left hand makes a movement in his pocket then pulls out a folded over peace of waxed parchment bound with a sting. He holds his hand out without taking a step toward the girl.

"That amulet and dagger are from the body in the passageway."
The last group that came by here interrupted my bath and attempted to steal a couple of items I had left on the shore. My pet had a lot of fun chasing them down the hallway to fetch them back. "But don't worry, Fido is still sleeping, just as I was before I heard someone drain my bathing pool."

Zen glances over the cliff side to the lump of dead Octopus on the lake floor. "Anyone want to explain how such an unequipped group managed to take on the thing down there?"

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Holly's eyes shine, "Aura? Trial of the gods, eh? I think they said if I wanted to live I'd need to find a way out. Asking you won't help I can already tell that." She stares numbly at the octopus, "I hate water. Don't mind the snow much, but water? You know, my father tried drowning me a few times trying to teac me to breathe..." She shudders again, "And that octopus was so scary... I threw a rock at it and it somehow turned into a boulder. I don't even know how that happened. I'm just a kid I tell you."

"As for the surface? It's ugly up there. Where I came from was a village in the north, it's almost time for the spring festival. I'm still a maiden, father wasn't ever willing to give me to the mayor's younger son. He refused to part with me. For four years he refused even though I flowered and had my moon's blood, all the better. I didn't like the boy very much. He was mean to everyone." She shrugs, "As for the politics in this city, I don't know. There was some sort of a celebration here too. But it didn't look like a feast to me."

"But I know something, have you ever seen a desert rose in full bloom? They bloom once every 6 years. Go to my village in the north. There's this herbologist with this great big greenhouse. She's cultivated a dozen flowers, and 2 bloom every year. They're very beautiful." She takes the parchment, "Thank you sir."

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Zen's eyes shine, looking over the girl. "That rock at it and it somehow turned into a boulder? Did your ring glint by chance? That ring you where is known to play tricks of many kinds some times useful some times not. It tends to do it when unexpected and at its fancy and not your command. Call yourself a child if you like, you are this compared to my years."

"Ugly up there? Is the old king finally Dead? Or has he been over thrown? The last time I got to have news of the kingdom over head had to of been a year or more ago. The last people had called the city over head lovely and colorful a bright place, they had also been guilty and I gave them no trade after demanding information of the overhead from them before giving them a good run for the fun of it. Has so much changed in only a year?"

"A village in the north, hmm I wonder if my old friend still lives. So many of my kind died in the war, it is always a joy to learn of others coming out of hiding." Zen goes on speaking a light smile returning to his lips.

"Yes I have seen a desert rose, many in fact, I can still smell the light sent of them on this woman Izumi." His eyes shifting from holly to the mid aged woman standing before him. "You must be from the south the sent of sand still lingers on you though it is faded and old with time. "

Holly taking the parchment can smell a sweet sent lingering up from the package in her hands. Her small fingers thrum over the strong then open it to find a slice of Lemon cake. Thickly topped with sweet wiped icing.

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"Yes, the king is dead, the sons sit and made even singing badly in public a capital punishment.If your old friend is a brass dragon to the north, he must be still alive. My father says he met him some years back. Course I never believed father, but he said that the old dragon took on the guise of flamboyant elves and humans. Sound like him?" Her eyes alight at the lemon cake and she takes a small bite. "Oh my goodness, it tastes like something my mother made, before she died ten years ago. Thank you so much good sir." She takes another bite and smiles warmly.

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"So the king is dead. And his son is the maker of the mess I have seen down here in the last 6 months." Zen nods his head in understanding.

"No my friend to the north was not brass, he was silver like myself." He smiled as he gave a way his color. "he was older even then I but had lost so many of his teeth in the war his Smile looked more like a window then a wall.

"If your father did meat a brass dragon then its more likely he met it to the west I would think. Flamboyant elves and humans, hmm very unbecoming if you ask me.

"I am happy you like it. You won't be finding much to eat in the next part of the trial. Your group was wise to harvest as much meat as you could considering." Zen looks over at the bag of Meet near the rock face.

"The dagger you have little holly, is a "Blade of Dreams" It can cut in to Nightmares along with many unlikeable things. The amulet is one of protection but not in the way you would normally see. This amulet protects only from spells, adding a chance that a spell will reflect off of you to hit its caster, not a very high chance but one that is there and might help at just the right time. It has a 10% chance I think if I recall right. I suppose you might call it a Amulet of reflect Magic."

Zen's head moves back looking directly at Elrik. "So what do you know of story's and prophesy's boy?" Zen asks.

Elrik swallows. "I know that I have an Eye that is red but that dose not mean I, we are the chosen group the books talk about."

Zen grins "Books? Blue books by chance?" His eyes bright and gleaming in a strange in interesting way.

He also glances over the cliff to see if the 2 men Yaeth and Felipe are moving toward the ropes or are up to something.

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Yaeth will climb up with all that he has. Once he gets up to the top he will approach the old man and lay what he brought up with him at his feet. He will bow to the old man and say, "Well met Zen, I do not wish to take much of your treasure but taking items of use to assist me and my friends through this trial can help us a lot. I hope you understand and can give us permission to help ourselves in this trial."

Out of Character: Yes I have the pearl

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Alexander remained silent throughout the party questioning Zen, but he speaks now, "Zen, how long have you been here? Why would you remain in such a place?"