Before moving on, Izumi returns to the wall to retrieve her things. She sets the bags back upon her belt, and grabs her spear, then returns to the group and follows Zen down the passageway.
As the group moves down the new passageway the walls slowly become less ruff the claw marks less noticeable soon the walls have less of a curve to them and appear to be smoothed over. After another short distance the walls take on trim near the ceiling line and the floor becomes compacted flat and even. The deeper into the cave of the dragons dwelling the nicer the workmanship of its appearance.
After another 15 mins walk the wide passageway now pristine and nice, opened up in to a large room with huge pillars and buttresses, the vaulted ceiling is eloquent and there are many off shooting paths from this monumental room. Zen turns to the right where a small man sized archway leads open in to a small room in the room is little more then thick woven rug on the floor a small low table the right height for people who might be sitting crossbred on the floor. A handful of old and lightly dusty pillows.
"Make yours self at home" He says lighting a torch that had hung on the wall unlit and with a light layer of cobwebs on it. The webs are from normal house spiders of course.
"Stay in this room if you Please. I will return shortly." And with that Zen sets the items he had bright up from the lake bed on the small table and walks out of the room.
The 1 torch is pliantly of light to light the 30 by 30 foot room.
A chess board and peaces rest in a light layer of dust on a book shelf carved neatly in to one of the walls. Two bed rolls line the far wall in each corner. It is clear this room unused and meant for guests which he dose not have often.
As soon as Zen is Gone Matt slumps down on the floor on one of the runs crossing his legs and sitting. "Well that was uncountable. Sorry I stayed so quite everything I thought to say I felt was stupid or would of been seen as so."
Proas leans against the wall Near where Matt now sits. "Its okay I felt the same way. I Mean hells bells what do you say to a Man who could kill you in a Split moment if he wanted to. More so what do you say to a Dragon after he gets you read handed in his pile of gold."
"I wonder what this rug is for?" Mumbled Haru looking down at the item Zen had asked him to hold.
Elrik moves over to one of the bed rolls and dusts it off. "I know its only lunch time but, would any one mind if I take a short nap while we wait on him to come back?"
The items Zen left on the table are 2 rings, 1 amulet, a helmet, a shield, a set of chainmail. A sward in cover, a rod and a wand.
Proas digs into his items and pulls out the 3 blur leather bound books that Zen had said he wanted to see. And hands them off to Matt who sets them on the floor below where Praos is standing.
Matt shifts in his sitting location attempting to get settled even though the thick woven rug is the only thing making the hard stone floor not so hard. "Hard to believe hes been down here 99 years with out sun light or open sky. I don't think I could live like that and As a dragon I would imagine its even more difficult."
"Yes." Proas agrees. " I wonder what he is getting that he would put off taking a look at the books, he sounded so ex sighted about them before."
"I don't know" Elrik chimes in to the conversation as he takes off some of his wet items to ring out before laying down on the bedroll and garbing one of the old pillows in the room. "I just don't know how to take this Quest we have thrust on us. I mean getting out of hear alive is one things, but it is are responsibility to do what we can for the grater good. If what he said a bout the Mist retuning is True... Lets just put it this way. We have to find a way to stop it. If that Means we have to bring a god back to life to do so, then that is what we will do."
Haru sets the rug down in an area of the room Clear from people or items. He unties the clasped strap that held it bound and unrolls it. The small rung is delicately embroidered with the images of a cooking table, the images of mixing containers jars of spices a cutting board and knife even a fire feed grill and large pot with lid are painstakingly sown in high detail on to the rug. "Wow" He exclaims in amazement of er the artistry of the small rug. Moving a hand over to touch the image of the fire that looks so hear.
"Hot!" Yells Haru pulling bag his hand and watching in amazement as the images on the run slowly become real the flames began to move on the grill top the pot slowly rises in to a 3D form. The knife gentling a sharp blade the smell of Spices lofting up in to the air. The grill over the fire raised up an inch or 2 over the flat now wooden top of the rug. The cutting board was clean and Haru ran his and over the jar s of spices and wooden top hardly in belief it was real. He looked over the fire under the grill knowing that the distortion of its source was from with in the rug rolled out on a stone floor.
Magic! "By the gods" Muttered Haru, quickly pulling the bag of meat along side him.
The smell of cooking octopus filled the room as the boy seasoned and began to cooked each cut one by one on the grill.
Edited: KittenPunk on 15th May, 2013 - 9:13am
Yaeth will look at the items that Zen brought with them to this room. He wonders if any can be of use to him. He will relax and wait for Zen to come back. Yaeth will sit a bit closer to Haru watching him cook the octopus.
Alexander sits down and smiles, "At least he seems to be on our side." He will then lie down and put his hands behind his head.
"We have to wake a God, huh? " He says after a moment, "How exactly does one go about waking a God?"
Izumi walks over to the chessboard and reminisces to the times she would play in her youth.
She listens to the party make light conversation, and is glad no one is in any duress or bad spirits. She long knows a good way to survive encounters is if the group talks it out as the move along.
She watches her son fiddle with the rug Zen gave him, and when the rug becomes almost a large table supplied with cooking items and a fire, her eyes widen in shocked surprise. With a smile, she moves over near her son to marvel at the item with him. "This is a gift, indeed."
Haru looks up at his mom while cooking, "He said it was made by the same man who made the box you handed me. Both are really odd and I had never seen or heard of their magic before. I wonder who made them." Haru turns his eyes back to cooking but offers a chunk of cooked octopus to any in the party who might be hungry.
"Hay, mom." Haru added taking a moment to think. "Do you think if you asked Zen, he could tell us more about the items. I mean who made them, and when he looks over the books, maybe he will have some insight about how we are going to wake a God. I mean without blood if possible."
Matt spoke before Izumi could respond "Haru, I for one will not let it come to blood so get that thought out of your mind, I don't care what the books said. The man that put ink to the pages seemed to be insane by the time he got to his goal. We can't trust anything from his last book."
"That's not true." Praos's words fell heavy in the room. "In the start of his last book his mind seems to still be sound. There is a clear line in the book of frustration and only after that do I think he had a mental snap. Most of the scribblings on the pages before then appear to of been layered over coherent lines of text. I have been studying all three of the books and from what I can tell," He took a moment shuffling from his spot against the wall to one of standing,"From what I can tell, he has been woken up but not freed. I don't understand what that means but I gather nothing good. To be asleep would seem a better way of being trapped then awake and still stuck down here, and for 10 years no less. Possibly even alone even if he is a God. I mean what can hold a God captive at all is beyond my understanding of this world."
Elrik rolled over trying hard to get into a posture on the thin old bed mat that was not lumpy or so dusty it made him want to sneeze. "Gods can be held by the power of another God if that power is from a stronger God or more than one." The line of words seemed textbook as if he was merely quoting something he had read a long time ago. "Don't ask me what it means. I don't know." He mumbled shifting his body onto his side and stuffing the pillow under his head.
The room was not as cold as it had been in the lakeside area when the dragon had been talking. It was still cold but the group was deep beneath the world.
The clothing for most of the party was still wet and some was even lightly frosted.
Matt pulled his top off and tossed it aside. "Hay, Haru, when you're done cooking on that table top of a rug on the floor, maybe we can use the heat it gives off to dry some of our clothing?"
"That won't be necessary." Zens voice spoke from the doorway as the man stood there holding his hands in his deep side pockets.
He stepped into the room and looked down at the boy cooking. "You seem to be a natural at working with one of a kind magical items. When you're done, just pull on the fringe of the rug to get things to turn back into thread so it can be rolled up."
Zen moved over to the side of the short table with the item's still on it, and took a seat near the books resting on the floor next to Matt.
He drew one of his large hands out from his pockets to steady himself as he sat. When he moved his other hand out it held a small shoulder bag that had somehow fit in his deep pocket without making much of a bulge.
He set the bag on top of the items on the table and said. "Woman Izumi would you mind dumping that out in an unoccupied corner?" And with that he picked up the first of the large blue books and opened it to read.
Elrik sat up when he had heard Zen's voice again. He gave a light sound of discomfort and looks down at the pillow and bed roll. Then stood up and moved over to stand near Izumi.
In Game: Felipe remains silent as he hears the conversion, Felipe thought to himself "Waking up a God? Is that possible?". Felipe goes and greet himself to Zen since he has not seen Felipe before. Felipe goes and he says to Zen with a smile "Hello, I have not seen you before sir, I am Felipe, and you?".
Edited: Felipe on 15th May, 2013 - 11:35pm