Serpent Strike
Volnes, day 6 of the month Ivastaen in the year 5102

[Hall of the Mind]
An aura of tranquility sits over the room. Stars twinkle on the south wall, comforting as they sparkle in the blackness, while the north wall glows a pearlescent grey the color of the moon behind mist. A black altar sits before the starry sky, and a grey altar seems to fade out of the misty wall.
Also in the room: Lady Ilvane who is seated, Lady Achillea, Lord Tjaran who is seated, Zacciwie, Vonka who is seated
Obvious exits: southwest, up.

The temperature rises momentarily, a hot breeze burning your skin.

You blink.

Zacciwie squints.

Zacciwie says, "Bah"

Achillea blinks.

You say, "Bit warm in here."

You fan yourself.

Lady Kymbers just arrived.

Zacciwie says, "Temple is going to melt"

Zacciwie squints.

Kymbers sits down.

Achillea asks, "someone have company?"

Tjaran clasps Kymbers's hand tenderly.

Adimiron gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

You ask, "Someone here?"

Achillea raises an eyebrow in your direction.

Kymbers gazes fondly at Tjaran.

Zacciwie says, "I wonder which lich that would be....or perhaps it's Thurfel"

Zacciwie gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

Tjaran gestures.
A sudden burst of bright light emanates from Tjaran's hand!

Tjaran says, "Nothing."

Achillea says, "fire is a favorite of Thurfel's"

Achillea asks, "he going to come roast me?"

You say, "Some of the liches use it well enough."

Zacciwie says, "Shouldn't play with fire"

Footsteps can be heard walking by, but nothing can be seen.

You say, "But I don't know what..."

Tjaran gestures.
A sudden burst of bright light emanates from Tjaran's hand!

Adimiron gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

You blink.

You ask, "Ye hear that?"

Adimiron rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Tjaran says, "Nothing..."

Zacciwie says, "Bah...it's a mage"

Achillea nods.
Kymbers nods to you.
Zacciwie nods.
Adimiron nods to you.

You listen, but don't hear anything unusual.

Tjaran says, "I heard...but there is nothing to be seen"

Kymbers snuggles up to Tjaran.

You stand back up.

look behind grey altar
There is nothing behind there.

Adimiron gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Adimiron gestures.
Adimiron appears to be keenly aware of his surroundings.

Adimiron rubs his chin thoughtfully.

look behind black altar
There is nothing behind there.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Adimiron shrugs.

Kymbers stands up.

Adimiron says, "maybe just echos from downstairs"

Kymbers just touched the north wall.

Achillea says, "would be like Thurfel to melt the temple"

You say, "Kind of loud echoes."

You glance at Achillea.

You roll your eyes.

You say, "Hardly."

Kymbers sits down.

Achillea says, "not a ranger, they are all tippytoey"

Tjaran nods.

Adimiron says, "hmm yes..was rather loud..but i see nothing"

Zacciwie says, "Voices? I hear none"

Tjaran says, "I should know."

Achillea says, "not voices, footsteps"

You say, "No voices. Footsteps."

Tjaran says, "Shh, shh..."

Zacciwie says, "Heard those"

You listen, but don't hear anything unusual.

You hear somebody mutter, very quietly, "It's here, it must be here."

You blink.

Adimiron hums distractedly to himself.

Kymbers's face turns slightly pale.

Achillea blinks.

You ask, "What must be here?"

Adimiron says, "i heard voices"

Tjaran blinks.

You nod to Adimiron.

Zacciwie says, "Ah ha"

Adimiron searches around for a moment.

You say, "Just now."

Tjaran gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Tjaran gestures.
A sudden burst of bright light emanates from Tjaran's hand!

Tjaran says, "Show yourself."

look under altar
There is nothing under there.

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Adimiron picks up a snowflake zircon.

Search
You don't find anything of interest here.

Tjaran says, "Who...or whatever you are."

Adimiron asks, "i founf a zircon..maybe they lookin for it?"

Adimiron taps a snowflake zircon.

Zacciwie smirks.

Achillea begins chuckling at Adimiron.

You say, "No, Vonka left that."

Tjaran says, "That belonged to Vonka"

Adimiron exclaims, "i found what you are loonin for!"

You say, "For Lumnis."

You say, "As an offering."

Kymbers smiles.

Kymbers says, "That was very sweet of her."

You say, "But there is someone in here."

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Tjaran says, "Think whomever it was that spoke..."

You hear somebody curse, "Thulevier, It will take more than one sphere to save your hides."

Adimiron raises an eyebrow.

You ask, "Thurfel? That ye?"

Zacciwie says, "Oh, it's Thurfel"

Achillea says, "told you it'd be Thurfel to melt a temple"

You say, "I don't see the temple melting, Achillea."

Zacciwie mutters something about spells.

You wave a hand at Achillea, dismissing her indifferently.

Achillea says, "not yet"

Kymbers says, "I do nae sense Thurfel's presence."

Achillea says, "perhaps when he is killed then you won't ever"

You whisper quietly to Kymbers, "He is here though."

Kymbers whispers, "I believe yer words."

Adimiron says, "he must think a vessel is here in the temple"

Adimiron rubs his chin thoughtfully.

Adimiron searches around for a moment.

Tjaran asks, "Thurfel, if that is really you, have you a reason to be here tonight?"

You ask, "M'lord? What are ye seeking here?"

Achillea says, "perhaps I can find more then one sphere, too"

Zacciwie glances at Achillea.

Achillea just went up.

Search
You don't find anything of interest here.

Zacciwie says, "Find it and I remove your limbs"

Achillea just arrived.

Zacciwie glares at Achillea.

Tjaran stands up.

You feel a soft warm touch upon your cheek.

Achillea hisses at Zacciwie.

(Iscikella touches her cheek lightly and smiles.)

Zacciwie just went southwest.

You ask, "Ye think he hid it here? Thulevier?"

Kymbers stands up.

Kymbers asks, "Hid th' orb he was given?"

Achillea says, "Thulevier I believe is in possession of his sphere"

Achillea says, "I certainly hope so"

You say, "I know that, Achillea."

You say, "But if he really isn't the brightest silver in the bank..."

Tjaran asks in Sylvankind, "He is speaking to you, Isci?"

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Achillea just went southwest.

Adimiron hums distractedly to himself.

You say in Sylvankind, "He touched my cheek, Tjaran, with a soft touch."

Adimiron says, "maybe we should search the temple before someone with ill intentions finds it"

Achillea just arrived.

You ask, "M'lord? Is that what ye think?"

look behind north wall
There is nothing behind there.

Tjaran says in Sylvankind, "Then he must be under the influence of invisibility. And it must be powerful if my light cannot penetrate it."

look behind south wall
There is nothing behind there.

Adimiron says, "he may not be looking for a vessel at all tho"

Adimiron ponders.

Achillea asks, "why are you feeling so shy Thurfel? frightened?"

You rub your chin thoughtfully.

Adimiron says, "and it may not even be Thurfel here"

You say, "It's Thurfel."

You whisper quietly to Adimiron, "He caressed my cheek."

Adimiron rubs his chin thoughtfully.

A voice barks, "The death of Icemule has arrived, nobody is safe here."

You ponder.

Tjaran says, "I refuse to leave."

Achillea says, "he should be afraid considering how he betrayed his brethren"

Kymbers asks, "Why ye come to tell us this?"

Zacciwie just arrived.

Kymbers asks, "Ye care what becomes of us?"

You furrow your brow, probably adding a wrinkle or two in the process.

You bite your lip.

You ask, "M'lord? Ye seek something in particular?"

You furrow your brow, probably adding a wrinkle or two in the process.

Zacciwie shifts his weight.

Tjaran asks, "Has he gone?"

Achillea says, "maybe just the death of Thurfel has arrived, and he likes panicmongering"

You say, "I think he is gone."

You nod.

Tjaran says, "That was way too ominous for my liking"

Zacciwie just went southwest.

You say, "He is worried."

You say, "Very worried."

You bite your lip.

You say, "Walking the temple instead of sleeping."

Achillea says, "he should be, traitors can be dealt with most harshly"

A rolling ball of flame rolls along the floor, then shatters, shards of fire touching all in the room. One of the shards of flame rises up, cobra-like in Achillea's direction, but then vanishes.

Kymbers asks, "A greeting of yer lord?"

Tjaran releases a slow, low whistle.

You blink.

Achillea says, "I do not think so, not as a ball of flame"

Zacciwie just arrived.

Achillea says, "Thurfel enjoys serpents, you must recall"

Tjaran says, "But fire even more"

Achillea says, "yes, he is fond of fire"

Kymbers snuggles up to Tjaran.

You say, "Well, he has no reason right now to be benevolent toward Achillea."

Achillea says, "his is about to go out"

Achillea smirks.

Zacciwie rubs his chin thoughtfully.

You glance at Achillea.

Tjaran says, "His trustworthiness has been put into question..."

You say, "I wouldn't be so sure, Achillea."

Tjaran says, "I would be worried, too, in his position"

Achillea says, "you yourself said he is afraid"

You say, "I said worried."

Kymbers just touched a grey altar.

Tjaran says, "That was but an assumption."

You say, "I did not say afraid."

Achillea says, "he should be worried, after what he has done to his brethren"

You say, "I wonder though what he seeks in here..."

(Tjaran places his hand alongside Kymbers' on the altar.)

You bite your lip.

Tjaran smiles at Kymbers.
Kymbers smiles at Tjaran.

Achillea says, "I still wonder though, why one who would betray his own kin as he has, would be trusted to not betray the town"

You ask, "M'lord?"

(Iscikella listens quietly for a moment.)

Adimiron whispers, "do you think it would be wise to search the temple?"

Kymbers says, "Achillea, it is possible for folks to change."

Achillea traces the lines of her fang-shaped mark.

You whisper quietly to Adimiron, "Might be. I just don't know."

Zacciwie says, "It's possible but doesn't mean it will always happen"

Kymbers says, "For them to turn their lives about and follow a new path."

Adimiron gestures.
Adimiron suddenly disappears.

Achillea says, "it probably is, however he has never truly renounced his old path"

Kymbers says, "However, it is possible."

The serpents upon Achillea's armor begin to writhe and twist.

You gasp.

Zacciwie glances at Achillea.

Zacciwie says, "Ew"

You blink at Achillea.

Tjaran says, "My goodness."

(Achillea gazes down at her arm)

You furrow your brow, probably adding a wrinkle or two in the process.

***ADDITIONAL NOTE***
At this point, Achillea alone felt:

Your arms begin to burn, the heat nearly unbearable.
***END NOTE***

Achillea winces.

Tjaran asks, "Achillea, what is wrong?"

Achillea exclaims, "it's burning!"

Zacciwie says, "Heh"

Achillea gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Achillea gestures.
Holy water sprays forth and cleanses Achillea!
A large splash of water drenches Achillea from head to toe!

Steam rises up from Achillea.

You blink.

Zacciwie says, "I hope you freeze into an ice statue"

You ask, "Bit warm?"

Achillea asks, "Thurfel ye coward! afraid of me even?"

Zacciwie says, "Or burn to ashes"

You scoff at Achillea.

The steam swirls and eddies about her.

Achillea fans herself.

Tjaran just touched Achillea.

Achillea places her hand on her Luukos symbol.

The steam twists and turns, the form of the mist taking shape into twin serpents.

Zacciwie just went southwest.

(Iscikella watches the steam cloud.)

You fidget.

Tjaran gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

Achillea blinks.

Kymbers peers quizzically at Achillea.

(Achillea stares at the mist)

Tjaran says, "Incredible."

Each of the fog serpents bears crimson eyes

(Iscikella's eyes widen.)

You ask, "Amasalen?"

(Tjaran backs away from the mist.)

(Kymbers keeps close to Tjaran.)

Achillea places her hand on her fang-shaped mark.

(Iscikella stares at the fog serpents with saucer-wide eyes.)

Tjaran asks, "Achillea...what is going on?"

(Achillea stands resolute)

The serpents wrap about Achilleas legs, coiling their way upward.

Achillea shifts her weight.

You take a few steps in a small circle.

You take a few steps back.

You gawk at Achillea.

The serpents strike.

You gasp.

Achillea blinks.

You see Achillea Agonimis the Giantman.
She appears to be in her 50's, has very long black hair, dark eyes, and dark skin.
She has a dark red fang-shaped mark on her neck.
She has snapped bones and serious bleeding from the neck.
She is bleeding profusely from the neck.

The serpents strike a second time.

* Achillea drops dead at your feet!

You gasp.

Kymbers closes her eyes for a moment.

Tjaran kneels down.

Tjaran just touched Achillea.

Kymbers slowly empties her lungs.

Kymbers gestures and utters a phrase of magic.
Kymbers gestures at Achillea.
A luminescent web briefly forms around Achillea, then fades into the body.

Tjaran begins a careful examination of Achillea -- he takes her pulse, checks her temperature, and checks for broken bones or any other ailments.

You shiver.

Tjaran says, "They bit her neck."

You nod to Tjaran.

One of the snakes glides slowly across Achillea's face, the mist entering her nostrils and mouth.

You gasp.

You exclaim, "OH!"

Zacciwie just arrived.

You exclaim, "Is in her!"

Tjaran stands up.

Tjaran cowers away from Achillea!

Zacciwie glances at Achillea.

Kymbers says, "oh tis horrible..."

Zacciwie stares off into space.

You take a few steps back.

Kymbers trembles.

You hear the ghostly voice of Achillea say, "Master Luukos, I serve you alone, whatever you will"

***ADDITIONAL NOTE***
At this point, Achillea alone felt:

You feel an intense burning running from your throat to your toes.
***END NOTE***

Kymbers begins a careful examination of Achillea -- she takes her pulse, checks her temperature, and checks for broken bones or any other ailments.

(Iscikella stares intently and terrifiedly at Achillea.)

Achillea's spirit lets out a hollow moan.

The other serpent glides across her body, enveloping her in a crimson mist.

You blink.

Tjaran gawks at Achillea.

Your whole body trembles with fear.

Zacciwie ponders.

You hear someone humming softly to himself in the shadows.

Achillea's body begins to bubble and boil.

You scream!

Zacciwie says, "Eeeew"

Tjaran exclaims, "Achillea!"

You shiver.

The spirit of Achillea begins to wail eerily.

Tjaran exclaims, "Whoever you are, do not do this to my friend!"

You hear the voice of Adimiron say, "hope she doesnt splode"

Tjaran exclaims, "I beg of you!"

Kymbers asks, "This is the doings of Thurfel?"

You say, "She might melt."

You say, "I don't know."

You hear the ghostly voice of Achillea say, "Thurfel's betrayal shall be paid for"

Flesh begins to roll down Achillea's body, her form distorting horribly.

You say, "I don't think so."

Zacciwie says, "Don't stain the floor"

You exclaim, "OH!"

Zacciwie glances at Achillea.

You say, "Lichly..."

Kymbers gestures at Achillea.
Kymbers annoints Achillea's corpse with a splash of holy water!
A large splash of water drenches Achillea from head to toe!

Your whole body trembles with fear.

Kymbers just touched Achillea.

You notice Xanthias try to tiptoe silently by you.

Tjaran says, "No, not Achillea..."

An angry welt rises upon Achillea's face, running from her forehead to her chin.

Kymbers kneels down.

Tjaran says, "Not my friend..."

You hear the ghostly voice of Achillea say, "Thy will alone, Master Luukos"

You gasp.

Zacciwie looks at Achillea and gags.

Adimiron suddenly fades into view.

(Iscikella trembles all over.)

Adimiron says, "uh oh..shes is gonna splode"

Zacciwie's face turns slightly pale.

Zacciwie just went southwest.

Tjaran kicks some dirt on the corpse of Achillea.

Tjaran coughs.

(Kymbers lays a trembling hand atop Achillea's forehead and begins to pray for her.)

Adimiron frets.

Kymbers continues to beseech the gods for mercy and guidance.

You bite your lip.

You hear the ghostly voice of Achillea say, "do not pray to Lumnis for me, please"

Tjaran says, "Kymbers...do as she wishes.."

Kymbers sighs.

Zacciwie just arrived.

Kymbers says, "Ye are lost Achillea."

Tjaran says, "We all wish her well, but..."

Zacciwie glances at Tjaran.

Zacciwie asks, "All?"

(Iscikella stares wide-eyed.)

You hear the ghostly voice of Achillea say, "I belong to my master Luukos"

Zacciwie frowns at Achillea.

Tjaran says, "Please excuse me Zacciwiw."

Kymbers stands up.

You think to yourself, "My lord? Are ye here? Or is this the bloody one himself?"

Kymbers says, "He does nae come to save thee."

***ADDITIONAL NOTE***
At this point, Achillea alone heard:

You hear a voice, "Luukos cares nothing for you, nothing at all. If there was a lowest rung to a ladder, you'd be below the ground it stood upon. What you have done rivals slaying an innocent child."
***END NOTE***

Kymbers says, "He leaves thee tormented here at our feet."

Zacciwie says, "Perhaps Luukos will turn you into a zombie"

Zacciwie snickers.

You hear the ghostly voice of Achillea say, "My master has already sent his word, you lie, voice"

You blink.

(Tjaran turns away, looking dejected.)

Kymbers rubs Tjaran gently.

The floor flickers, flame rolling across its entire length.

Zacciwie says, "Ick"

Zacciwie checks his footing.

Dayzed just arrived.

The flame turns black.

Adimiron sniffs at some leather boots.

Dayzed nods to Adimiron in greeting.

(Iscikella steps gingerly away from the flame.)

You hear the ghostly voice of Achillea say, "He has already sent his messenger to me, you lie"

Zacciwie says, "I've a feeling I'm going to be boiled again"

You exclaim, "Black!"

You exclaim, "Oh no!"

***ADDITIONAL NOTE***
At this point, Achillea alone experienced:

You are healed.
***END NOTE***

Tjaran asks, "Black flame?"

Adimiron gazes in wonder at his surroundings.

Kymbers says, "She lives"

Tjaran asks, "What does that represent?"

Achillea smiles slightly

Kymbers points at Achillea.

Kymbers says, "She lives."

Achillea softly kisses her Luukos symbol, murmuring to herself.

You say, "One of the liches used black fire."

You say, "all I know."



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