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Re: Faylin (Farren)
Eventually Geero looked up and muttered. "Seems like your break is over, they told me to hang back so that I wouldn't be able to prepare you. They like to make the next three chambers a surprise... Good luck."
Geero left them then and stalked off down the corridor ahead of them. A latch turned, and the doors before the swung open, leading to another ramp descending downwards and curving off to the right. The two women followed the ramp until the surface evened out and they found themselves in a square room that had a pit running through the middle of it, filled with water. Hovering just beneath the surface were a myriad of long purple tentacles, whose tips were bulbous and thicker than the rest of their long bodies. They seemed to eminate from various dark pods placed at the bottom of the pool.
On the right half of the room a rope hung down over the pool, but it was quite short and looked to be coated in something glistening. Faylin did not trust it. In the center were a series of stepping stones, but it was hard to judge just how solid they were from beneath the pool's surface, as the purple tendrils clustered closely to the rocks.
"The Drinkers will not strike unless the surface of the water is disturbed, if you are caught in their grasp you can expect to entertain us for a while," a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd as the old man spoke. She could see grinning faces through some larger holes in the wall on either side of the pool. "They'll let you go eventually though, but to be caught by them will be considered a defeat."
Abby frowned. "I've seen these things before. They're ultra sensitive. If we let even one tiny wave form, this room will be covered with them. I'm almost tempted to get a running start and just try to clear the pool in one go. There's something obviously wrong with that rope and the rocks are suspicious."
Abby looked at Fay and it seemed her heart sank. "I don't suppose you've got a particularly long jump?"
Fay didn't know if she could leap the pool as easily as Abby could - and even Abby might have trouble clearing the distance. She could probably swing over it if she got a good grip on that suspiciously covered rope. And if she went slowly enough and didn't step on a loose stone, she could probably ease her way through the stepping stones.
Her quick eyes also spotted a tiny ledge on either side of the pool along the walls, no more than an inch thick. Using the holes in the wall as hand holds, she might be able to shimmy across that way and avoid the pitfalls of this obvious trap.
Eventually Geero looked up and muttered. "Seems like your break is over, they told me to hang back so that I wouldn't be able to prepare you. They like to make the next three chambers a surprise... Good luck."
Geero left them then and stalked off down the corridor ahead of them. A latch turned, and the doors before the swung open, leading to another ramp descending downwards and curving off to the right. The two women followed the ramp until the surface evened out and they found themselves in a square room that had a pit running through the middle of it, filled with water. Hovering just beneath the surface were a myriad of long purple tentacles, whose tips were bulbous and thicker than the rest of their long bodies. They seemed to eminate from various dark pods placed at the bottom of the pool.
On the right half of the room a rope hung down over the pool, but it was quite short and looked to be coated in something glistening. Faylin did not trust it. In the center were a series of stepping stones, but it was hard to judge just how solid they were from beneath the pool's surface, as the purple tendrils clustered closely to the rocks.
"The Drinkers will not strike unless the surface of the water is disturbed, if you are caught in their grasp you can expect to entertain us for a while," a ripple of laughter spread through the crowd as the old man spoke. She could see grinning faces through some larger holes in the wall on either side of the pool. "They'll let you go eventually though, but to be caught by them will be considered a defeat."
Abby frowned. "I've seen these things before. They're ultra sensitive. If we let even one tiny wave form, this room will be covered with them. I'm almost tempted to get a running start and just try to clear the pool in one go. There's something obviously wrong with that rope and the rocks are suspicious."
Abby looked at Fay and it seemed her heart sank. "I don't suppose you've got a particularly long jump?"
Fay didn't know if she could leap the pool as easily as Abby could - and even Abby might have trouble clearing the distance. She could probably swing over it if she got a good grip on that suspiciously covered rope. And if she went slowly enough and didn't step on a loose stone, she could probably ease her way through the stepping stones.
Her quick eyes also spotted a tiny ledge on either side of the pool along the walls, no more than an inch thick. Using the holes in the wall as hand holds, she might be able to shimmy across that way and avoid the pitfalls of this obvious trap.