He laughs gently and takes her hand, walking a bit and heading towards the the sound. "Let it be, if the man wants to be loud, let him die." He spoke sickly as he raised the grassy torch overhead and let it suspend by a shadow limb that formed from his upper back.
Now realizing his actions, he took his hand off of her and looked back to her, realizing his hand was on her. "Terribly sorry luv." He spoke calmly, he didn't mean to do it, his instinct came in to tall him to comfort. Just the nature of his being.
"And to the delayed comment, I am alright, but my body is not telling me the same thing. Something here is tugging at my power and I don't like it. Neither does he." He spoke the last words like there was another person in the area. He was more forced to speak to.., whatever was there, but the feeling never made him uncomfortable, just everyone else.
He smiled a but as he looked back to her, "I wouldn't worry about the dog, I think she is as scared as you are." He smirked. He didn't want to say 'we' due to not all were scared, or they were good at hiding it.
Now realizing his actions, he took his hand off of her and looked back to her, realizing his hand was on her. "Terribly sorry luv." He spoke calmly, he didn't mean to do it, his instinct came in to tall him to comfort. Just the nature of his being.
"And to the delayed comment, I am alright, but my body is not telling me the same thing. Something here is tugging at my power and I don't like it. Neither does he." He spoke the last words like there was another person in the area. He was more forced to speak to.., whatever was there, but the feeling never made him uncomfortable, just everyone else.
He smiled a but as he looked back to her, "I wouldn't worry about the dog, I think she is as scared as you are." He smirked. He didn't want to say 'we' due to not all were scared, or they were good at hiding it.
His darting green eyes studied the ladder. His hands grabbed the frame and tugged. It would probably be a good idea to let her go first. Of course he didn't want to seem like he was scared or that he was throwing her into the fray.
"Well, if you insist." He bowed curtly and motioned towards the ladder. If anything, he could be seen as brave enough to bend to her will from time to time. Besides, there was little time to spend arguing. It would also give him a chance to keep an eye on her.
He waited for the others to arrive at the ladder and gave Kiari a slight head start before he clamored up after her. It wasn't long until he was right under her. His eyes gazed upwards and around her. There was another strange light at the top. It could have been from a torch. Or it could have been another mysterious light like the one downstairs.
The ladder led up many feet above the first floor. With its spot on the hill, the lit clock could be seen all the way from the town.
"Well, if you insist." He bowed curtly and motioned towards the ladder. If anything, he could be seen as brave enough to bend to her will from time to time. Besides, there was little time to spend arguing. It would also give him a chance to keep an eye on her.
He waited for the others to arrive at the ladder and gave Kiari a slight head start before he clamored up after her. It wasn't long until he was right under her. His eyes gazed upwards and around her. There was another strange light at the top. It could have been from a torch. Or it could have been another mysterious light like the one downstairs.
The ladder led up many feet above the first floor. With its spot on the hill, the lit clock could be seen all the way from the town.
Kiari stalled halfway up as the board her foot was on gave a moan. Clinging onto the ladder, she slowly climbed up and thankfully, it held.
"Watch that step," she said to Pluvio before carrying on.
She reached the end of the ladder and stepped out into the room. A movement out of her peripheral vision caught her eye. Her head jerked to the side but by the time her eyes reached the spot, whatever it had been had dissipated into the shadows.
She chewed on the inside of her cheeks in nervousness. It had not been her intention to give away her secrets tonight to the other's, especially Pluvio, but she would do whatever it took to protect her life.
Again something moved out of the corner of her eye. Maybe it was a rat?
Or a demon, her mind countered.
"Watch that step," she said to Pluvio before carrying on.
She reached the end of the ladder and stepped out into the room. A movement out of her peripheral vision caught her eye. Her head jerked to the side but by the time her eyes reached the spot, whatever it had been had dissipated into the shadows.
She chewed on the inside of her cheeks in nervousness. It had not been her intention to give away her secrets tonight to the other's, especially Pluvio, but she would do whatever it took to protect her life.
Again something moved out of the corner of her eye. Maybe it was a rat?
Or a demon, her mind countered.
The piece of wood fell, nearly hitting Pluvio before thankfully swinging just left of the ladder. The drow used a little of his elven strength and balance when he hop skipped the missing step. It might present a little of a challenge to a human, but it would not be impossible to climb.
The rest of the climb was mostly in silence. Soon after Lari ascended to the top, the storm mage climbed off of the top rung close behind her. His sigh of relief filled the air for a moment, but it was cut short when he saw something dart out of the corner of his peripheral vision.
When it appeared again, Pluvio thought he got a decent look at the creature. It stood at about one foot tall and it was moving fast. It was made of rusty metal that had the hint of an oily shine to it. Its 'eyes' if you could call it that were two gears. A square bucket of a head was framed by a jaw with jagged metallic teeth, interlocking like some sort of metal claw.
The body was very square in all aspects, even down to the creatures rectangular arms and stubby, boxy fingers. The little creature stood still for a moment, its gear like eyes rotating with a metallic whirr. On its chest where its heart would be was a set of two interlocking gears. Behind them, was a golden glow, similar to the evasive light downstairs. The creature put one arm behind its back and looked up into Kiari's eyes before running back off out of sight.
The rest of the climb was mostly in silence. Soon after Lari ascended to the top, the storm mage climbed off of the top rung close behind her. His sigh of relief filled the air for a moment, but it was cut short when he saw something dart out of the corner of his peripheral vision.
When it appeared again, Pluvio thought he got a decent look at the creature. It stood at about one foot tall and it was moving fast. It was made of rusty metal that had the hint of an oily shine to it. Its 'eyes' if you could call it that were two gears. A square bucket of a head was framed by a jaw with jagged metallic teeth, interlocking like some sort of metal claw.
The body was very square in all aspects, even down to the creatures rectangular arms and stubby, boxy fingers. The little creature stood still for a moment, its gear like eyes rotating with a metallic whirr. On its chest where its heart would be was a set of two interlocking gears. Behind them, was a golden glow, similar to the evasive light downstairs. The creature put one arm behind its back and looked up into Kiari's eyes before running back off out of sight.
Miriela blushed in the dim light as he took her hand. Under normal circumstances, she would've pulled away, but the feeling of having someone else with her made the tower a little less unnerving.
When he apologized and let go, she let out a quiet whimper and gripped his shirt. "Don't let go of me... I don't want to get lost here." She whispered, her hand trembling a little.
His reference to a second person made her slightly curious, but she did remember the change of his eye color. There was something different about him, she couldn't deny that.
Night trailed close behind them, its tail tucked between its legs. The dog whimpered a bit, but followed them without any other protest.
When he apologized and let go, she let out a quiet whimper and gripped his shirt. "Don't let go of me... I don't want to get lost here." She whispered, her hand trembling a little.
His reference to a second person made her slightly curious, but she did remember the change of his eye color. There was something different about him, she couldn't deny that.
Night trailed close behind them, its tail tucked between its legs. The dog whimpered a bit, but followed them without any other protest.
He notices her reaction and smiles a bit more. He looks over to the ladder and dug his fang into the corner of his lip.
"I have and idea." He spoke softly and looks over to night, pointing to the door and speaking in his blasphemous words. The dog rushed out as he picked Miriela and held her in his arms.
"Don't get comfortable, luv, this will be a minute." He spoke as he quickly started to march over to the small cylinder of the ladder hall. He summoned multiple shadow limbs from mainly his back, the limbs grab onto the stones of the walls and they start to accent, the limbs carrying them up like an elevator, but quicker than normal pace.
They reach the top within a thirty second and look around, holding himself to the wall and placing her down. He quickly crawls around and looks for the creature with intent of killing it.
"I have and idea." He spoke softly and looks over to night, pointing to the door and speaking in his blasphemous words. The dog rushed out as he picked Miriela and held her in his arms.
"Don't get comfortable, luv, this will be a minute." He spoke as he quickly started to march over to the small cylinder of the ladder hall. He summoned multiple shadow limbs from mainly his back, the limbs grab onto the stones of the walls and they start to accent, the limbs carrying them up like an elevator, but quicker than normal pace.
They reach the top within a thirty second and look around, holding himself to the wall and placing her down. He quickly crawls around and looks for the creature with intent of killing it.
"N-no entry, I am--I am--I-I am afraid. We are, are, a-are closed. T-t-truly--truly--quite, quite s-sorry. Quite."
The sudden voice was soft and yet seemed to fill the room the group had ascended into, such that one could not truly say where it had originated from. It was hoarse, raw and wavering, as though it was rarely used except to scream. The tone was pitifully conversational; the speaker sounded as if he were trying very hard not to burst into tears behind the poor facade of an informative tone.
"P-p-please, ah, please, please leave. Im--i-i-immediately. I have--we have--there are things, th-things, that must be done, you know. You are being much t-t-too loud, a-a-and, and, and r-rather disrupt--disruptive."
A noise that sounded like a dry, muffled sob succeeded the bizarre announcement, and a frantic shuffling sounded from somewhere above the mages. At this level, the noise of great, grinding gears was more apparent than it was on the floor below the ladder.
The sudden voice was soft and yet seemed to fill the room the group had ascended into, such that one could not truly say where it had originated from. It was hoarse, raw and wavering, as though it was rarely used except to scream. The tone was pitifully conversational; the speaker sounded as if he were trying very hard not to burst into tears behind the poor facade of an informative tone.
"P-p-please, ah, please, please leave. Im--i-i-immediately. I have--we have--there are things, th-things, that must be done, you know. You are being much t-t-too loud, a-a-and, and, and r-rather disrupt--disruptive."
A noise that sounded like a dry, muffled sob succeeded the bizarre announcement, and a frantic shuffling sounded from somewhere above the mages. At this level, the noise of great, grinding gears was more apparent than it was on the floor below the ladder.
"Pluvio," she whispered, after the crackled voice pierced the quietness.
Kiari looked at him with question marks within her eyes. The stench of rust and metal poisoned the dense air and left a bad taste in her mouth. What had been that creature and why did it stick to the shadows instead of attacking? Akane and the other woman joined them but it only made the creature more anxious. She couldn't see it, but she could hear it as it moved around the room.
Suddenly, her hands reached out and pulled Pluvio to her side. She pointed to a corner where a limb of the creature stuck out. There was also another ladder behind it.
Time to see where it led.
Kiari approached the creature and ladder and caused the creature to scurry away once more. Without a word, she climbed the boards into the next room where she found something that made her wish she had not been so quick to take the lead. Several more creatures in various sizes but each of them had similar resemblance to the one below, stood in plain view. A single window to her right allowed moonlight to illuminate the room, but there was no other source of light.
Their eyes were locked on hers, but their bodies remained still as she stood frozen at the entry.
"Hello?" she called out to the shadows, hoping to find the man that had spoken earlier.
She climbed off the ladder and waited for the others to join her. One thing that seemed odd was how the creatures were as still as statutes when the other couldn't stop moving.
Kiari looked at him with question marks within her eyes. The stench of rust and metal poisoned the dense air and left a bad taste in her mouth. What had been that creature and why did it stick to the shadows instead of attacking? Akane and the other woman joined them but it only made the creature more anxious. She couldn't see it, but she could hear it as it moved around the room.
Suddenly, her hands reached out and pulled Pluvio to her side. She pointed to a corner where a limb of the creature stuck out. There was also another ladder behind it.
Time to see where it led.
Kiari approached the creature and ladder and caused the creature to scurry away once more. Without a word, she climbed the boards into the next room where she found something that made her wish she had not been so quick to take the lead. Several more creatures in various sizes but each of them had similar resemblance to the one below, stood in plain view. A single window to her right allowed moonlight to illuminate the room, but there was no other source of light.
Their eyes were locked on hers, but their bodies remained still as she stood frozen at the entry.
"Hello?" she called out to the shadows, hoping to find the man that had spoken earlier.
She climbed off the ladder and waited for the others to join her. One thing that seemed odd was how the creatures were as still as statutes when the other couldn't stop moving.
It seemed that the creatures did not mean any harm. Or at least if they did, they would have done it by now. Pluvio stayed close to Kiari. It made him feel a little more brave to think of himself as 'there for her'. In truth, she was doing just as much to reassure him.
After climbing deeper into the machinations of the tower, the thrumming picked up in intensity even more. The sound was starting to bother the sensitive ears of the drow. He began to wince, slightly in pain. His instinct was to cover his ears, but instead he began to meditate.
"Think of the plants", he said as he leaned forward. "And control your breathing." He was whispering to Kiari, but the whispers also echoed as if he had been speaking loudly. "Meditation is the first step to unlocking your powers."
He had hoped the thought of her favorite plants would help keep his new apprentice relaxed and focused, no matter how frightening and mentally taxing her surroundings would become.
"We..." Pluvio cleared his throat. Now he was addressing the voice that spoke before. He paused to clear his throat and avoid stammering. "We are here to help you." He called out. His eyes moved back and forth, studying the silent army of automatons.
Upon closer inspection of some of the larger ones, one could see the creature's source of power. Just like gigantic wind up toys, large copper twist dials stuck out of the backs of the archaic drones.
The storm mage hoped his words of goodwill would reach this mysterious speaker.
After climbing deeper into the machinations of the tower, the thrumming picked up in intensity even more. The sound was starting to bother the sensitive ears of the drow. He began to wince, slightly in pain. His instinct was to cover his ears, but instead he began to meditate.
"Think of the plants", he said as he leaned forward. "And control your breathing." He was whispering to Kiari, but the whispers also echoed as if he had been speaking loudly. "Meditation is the first step to unlocking your powers."
He had hoped the thought of her favorite plants would help keep his new apprentice relaxed and focused, no matter how frightening and mentally taxing her surroundings would become.
"We..." Pluvio cleared his throat. Now he was addressing the voice that spoke before. He paused to clear his throat and avoid stammering. "We are here to help you." He called out. His eyes moved back and forth, studying the silent army of automatons.
Upon closer inspection of some of the larger ones, one could see the creature's source of power. Just like gigantic wind up toys, large copper twist dials stuck out of the backs of the archaic drones.
The storm mage hoped his words of goodwill would reach this mysterious speaker.
Kiari spotted nothing that looked like a man in this new room, but there was another peculiar glow in one of the corners. The source of it was visible even without inspection: an unusual little hourglass that seemed to have been embedded into the very stone of the wall with strange strings of something black.
"H-h-help--help me?" the quaking voice responded to the drow. It sounded vaguely hopeful; touched, even. Still, it shivered and cracked miserably. "Oh, b-but I-I cannot let you do that. I-I am d-deep, deeply sorry. Everything will, ah, will, w-will be in order, quite soon. Qu-quite. Quite s-s-soon. Please, ah, p-p-please leave. Please. You have a-al--already woken quite enough of them, and they, they--th-they are a nuisance. Qu-quite. Quite enough. Please leave. Go. G-go back downstairs. Go back d-d-downstairs, or I, or I, I--!"
This was the broken narration that accompanied Kiari and Pluvio's exploration of the third floor, and it seemed to only grow more panicked the longer they spent there. The tower shuddered violently, enough so that dust showered down from the old ceilings, and the voice cried again, more urgently, "Please leave!"
If the mages look for a way to ascend even further into the tower, they find only several doors with nothing behind them but an uncanny blackness--very dusty closets, surely?--and a ladder that leads to a locked and closed hatch. The churning innards of a mechanical room can be heard loudly from just underneath it. It is an uncanny noise to hear in a room full of inactive clockwork golems.
"H-h-help--help me?" the quaking voice responded to the drow. It sounded vaguely hopeful; touched, even. Still, it shivered and cracked miserably. "Oh, b-but I-I cannot let you do that. I-I am d-deep, deeply sorry. Everything will, ah, will, w-will be in order, quite soon. Qu-quite. Quite s-s-soon. Please, ah, p-p-please leave. Please. You have a-al--already woken quite enough of them, and they, they--th-they are a nuisance. Qu-quite. Quite enough. Please leave. Go. G-go back downstairs. Go back d-d-downstairs, or I, or I, I--!"
This was the broken narration that accompanied Kiari and Pluvio's exploration of the third floor, and it seemed to only grow more panicked the longer they spent there. The tower shuddered violently, enough so that dust showered down from the old ceilings, and the voice cried again, more urgently, "Please leave!"
If the mages look for a way to ascend even further into the tower, they find only several doors with nothing behind them but an uncanny blackness--very dusty closets, surely?--and a ladder that leads to a locked and closed hatch. The churning innards of a mechanical room can be heard loudly from just underneath it. It is an uncanny noise to hear in a room full of inactive clockwork golems.
They seemed to be getting nowhere! Every step they took only threw them three steps backwards without any real hint as to what may be the culprit of what was abusing the tower. She was hanging onto her calm demeanor by the edge of her teeth. Childishly, she wanted to stomp her foot at the annoyance pumping within her. It wouldn't be so bad if the noise wasn't bothering her ears since she relied on them so much. Kiari listened to Pluvio's instruction and pictured plants but little did he know, picturing plants made her picture her father as well.
With hesitant fingers, the woman ran her fingers across the hourglass. Was it symbolic or merely used for decoration?
The air was filled with remnants of dust particles that attacked her nostrils and caused her to sneeze. Whatever had been awakened upon their arrival wasn't pleased with the uninvited company.
Her eyes ventured to Pluvio and then back to the peculiar light the hourglass was giving off. Maybe, if they stopped tiptoeing around and really made their presence known, they could find the man quicker; but was that a chance worth taking?
" We have traveled a good distance to assist you, sir, " she said, her voice was somewhere between conversational and a yell.
Her eyes raked the walls in search for something useful and winded up short. Maybe the others would have an idea in mind what to do...
Kiari moved back beside Pluvio. His taller stature and masculine build was much more comforting to stand by than a creepy, glowing hourglass. The depths of her gaze were like disgruntled ocean waves during a hurricane. Emotions swirled around the irises but within the midst of the chaos was a calm and collected eye of the storm. Her hand laid on the flat of her stomach idly, as her anxiety made her fidget.
With hesitant fingers, the woman ran her fingers across the hourglass. Was it symbolic or merely used for decoration?
The air was filled with remnants of dust particles that attacked her nostrils and caused her to sneeze. Whatever had been awakened upon their arrival wasn't pleased with the uninvited company.
Her eyes ventured to Pluvio and then back to the peculiar light the hourglass was giving off. Maybe, if they stopped tiptoeing around and really made their presence known, they could find the man quicker; but was that a chance worth taking?
" We have traveled a good distance to assist you, sir, " she said, her voice was somewhere between conversational and a yell.
Her eyes raked the walls in search for something useful and winded up short. Maybe the others would have an idea in mind what to do...
Kiari moved back beside Pluvio. His taller stature and masculine build was much more comforting to stand by than a creepy, glowing hourglass. The depths of her gaze were like disgruntled ocean waves during a hurricane. Emotions swirled around the irises but within the midst of the chaos was a calm and collected eye of the storm. Her hand laid on the flat of her stomach idly, as her anxiety made her fidget.
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Pluvio focused on the glowing hourglass and wondered about it. The hourglass was seen as a symbol of time. One that was unbending. It was almost ironic that the dust fell from the ceiling, just as sand would fall from an hourglass. The shadow of Kiari's fingers danced along the opposite wall.
In a way, they were basically trapped inside of an hourglass. One that seemed to turn upside down, over and over again. At least that would be the symbolic way of looking at this situation.
Kiari's voice cut through the whirring of the tower like a band's melody. Pluvio was starting to think the problem with the tower had little to do with the mechanics of the clock itself. Especially with that noise just grinding away. It was hard to visualize any mechanical issue.
Pluvio's voice took on a new tone. "The town needs its clock back!" He shook his fist in the air as he spoke. Under the glove, a gentle green glow was visible.
The mage was a patient man, but he was starting to lose his cool. Another ladder was visible, but he did not dare climb it. The assault on his ears was at a level that was too much for him to bear.
Besides, they had an audience with somebody. Here was as good a place as any to debate. Pluvio's eyes studied one of the larger golems. A stain of a crimson fluid ran down from its jaw.
One of Pluvio's meditative images was that of water falling down a waterfall, building from the large downpour to one individual drop on its journey down a cliff. As experienced as Pluvio got, he stuck with his rituals. In a time like now, where panic could be high, it'd be dangerous to practice magic without being mentally balanced. This would make a good first lesson for his apprentice.
In a way, they were basically trapped inside of an hourglass. One that seemed to turn upside down, over and over again. At least that would be the symbolic way of looking at this situation.
Kiari's voice cut through the whirring of the tower like a band's melody. Pluvio was starting to think the problem with the tower had little to do with the mechanics of the clock itself. Especially with that noise just grinding away. It was hard to visualize any mechanical issue.
Pluvio's voice took on a new tone. "The town needs its clock back!" He shook his fist in the air as he spoke. Under the glove, a gentle green glow was visible.
The mage was a patient man, but he was starting to lose his cool. Another ladder was visible, but he did not dare climb it. The assault on his ears was at a level that was too much for him to bear.
Besides, they had an audience with somebody. Here was as good a place as any to debate. Pluvio's eyes studied one of the larger golems. A stain of a crimson fluid ran down from its jaw.
One of Pluvio's meditative images was that of water falling down a waterfall, building from the large downpour to one individual drop on its journey down a cliff. As experienced as Pluvio got, he stuck with his rituals. In a time like now, where panic could be high, it'd be dangerous to practice magic without being mentally balanced. This would make a good first lesson for his apprentice.
Miriela was a bit startled to be picked up, but didn't protest it, though she was thankful when he put her down.
The sight of the odd creatures was baffling, she'd never seen anything quite like it before. Reluctantly, she trailed after Kiara and Pluvio, glancing back to see if Sasuki would follow. Her gaze fixed on the creature then, she wanted to get closer, but it retreated from them.
She climbed up after Pluvio and Kiari and stood back, observing, listening to the voice. For a moment, she wondered if the voice was coming from the hourglass, but she shook off the strange notion. Honestly, she sometimes wondered where her strange ideas came from.
The noise was almost unbearable, and she put her hands over her ears to try to muffle it a bit.
Pluvio was clearly losing his patience with this, and she couldn't really blame him.
Miriela spoke up calmly, her voice soothing. "We don't mean any harm, we just want to help. Won't you let us help you? Please?" Her guard was almost completely down, and she was starting to display more of a water-like personality, calm and gentle, but with the potential to turn deadly if the water was stirred.
The sight of the odd creatures was baffling, she'd never seen anything quite like it before. Reluctantly, she trailed after Kiara and Pluvio, glancing back to see if Sasuki would follow. Her gaze fixed on the creature then, she wanted to get closer, but it retreated from them.
She climbed up after Pluvio and Kiari and stood back, observing, listening to the voice. For a moment, she wondered if the voice was coming from the hourglass, but she shook off the strange notion. Honestly, she sometimes wondered where her strange ideas came from.
The noise was almost unbearable, and she put her hands over her ears to try to muffle it a bit.
Pluvio was clearly losing his patience with this, and she couldn't really blame him.
Miriela spoke up calmly, her voice soothing. "We don't mean any harm, we just want to help. Won't you let us help you? Please?" Her guard was almost completely down, and she was starting to display more of a water-like personality, calm and gentle, but with the potential to turn deadly if the water was stirred.
"P-please leave!"
This seemed to be the mantra the disembodied voice had adopted, and that particular instance of it was expressed in an alarmed shriek when Kiari touched the hourglass.
"P-p-p-please leave," it said again, almost immediately, with forced calm. "I need, I-I need, I need an hour, or two, or f-f-five, or fifty--that is all, th-that is all I ask of this clock. Th-that is all. You are b-being very disruptive. Disruptive. Very, v-very, very disruptive. You are d-d-distracting me. You frighten me. Please leave. I-I don't want to die. Please, please leave. I-I am dying. Please leave. P-please leave. Please l-l--please leave. Please leave. Please. Please leave."
The strange, desperate speaker was not an easy one to communicate with. No doubt he was a little unhinged.
This seemed to be the mantra the disembodied voice had adopted, and that particular instance of it was expressed in an alarmed shriek when Kiari touched the hourglass.
"P-p-p-please leave," it said again, almost immediately, with forced calm. "I need, I-I need, I need an hour, or two, or f-f-five, or fifty--that is all, th-that is all I ask of this clock. Th-that is all. You are b-being very disruptive. Disruptive. Very, v-very, very disruptive. You are d-d-distracting me. You frighten me. Please leave. I-I don't want to die. Please, please leave. I-I am dying. Please leave. P-please leave. Please l-l--please leave. Please leave. Please. Please leave."
The strange, desperate speaker was not an easy one to communicate with. No doubt he was a little unhinged.
He crawled out from the behind the group like a wild spider, ready to kill. He saw the hourglass and the fact that it spoke. The limbs broke off and bruned into the ground as the ones in the tavern did and left its mark on the floor.
He landed calmly and walked over with the group. "If you are afraid of us, please speak it, you obviously have no sense of calm in you at this moment. The only real noise we made was breaking the door and bruning the vines, talking would count but only the men were the loudest." He comments, he didn't want to just point out Pluvio and make him a scapegoat, plus he did talk much as well so he wouldn't hide from that.
As he got closer her inspected the hourglass more and gently tapped it with his index finger, the sands shifting away from him within an instant, probably the works of the hourglass' spirit.
He smiled a bit and looked over to the mechanisms, walking calmly and slowly, despite the cataclysm above them, the clock sounded either broken or breaking something else.
"Do you meed help with the clock?" Sasuki asked as he pointed up the roof with his index finger. "It sounds like a body was pushed into the gears, because we can fix that." He spoke with a smile, "that's not a problem for me." He laughed a bit.
He landed calmly and walked over with the group. "If you are afraid of us, please speak it, you obviously have no sense of calm in you at this moment. The only real noise we made was breaking the door and bruning the vines, talking would count but only the men were the loudest." He comments, he didn't want to just point out Pluvio and make him a scapegoat, plus he did talk much as well so he wouldn't hide from that.
As he got closer her inspected the hourglass more and gently tapped it with his index finger, the sands shifting away from him within an instant, probably the works of the hourglass' spirit.
He smiled a bit and looked over to the mechanisms, walking calmly and slowly, despite the cataclysm above them, the clock sounded either broken or breaking something else.
"Do you meed help with the clock?" Sasuki asked as he pointed up the roof with his index finger. "It sounds like a body was pushed into the gears, because we can fix that." He spoke with a smile, "that's not a problem for me." He laughed a bit.
Now everyone had spoken to the mysterious speaker. The reaction of the voice to the hourglass being touched was something to think about. Maybe the tower is alive. Pluvio thought to himself.
He watched as the fire mage began to stir it again. Next, his eyes went to study the golems. If that hourglass was the tower's spirit, it would be a sensitive place. Maybe the golems were there to protect it.
But if it helped manipulate the dust when disturbed, maybe it could be the source of repairing whatever problem was involved. He looked at the black strands around the hourglass and motioned with his fingers to silently communicate for the group to look at them. His right hand darted up and down in roughly the length of the strands.
"We can rescue you", he called out to the voice. The voice did sound desperate. And he definitely did not sound like he was in control. Maybe he was a separate entity from the tower. A prisoner even? "How can we get to you? Darn the clock and the reward!" He yelled. "But before we leave, let us get you out of this madness..."
He watched as the fire mage began to stir it again. Next, his eyes went to study the golems. If that hourglass was the tower's spirit, it would be a sensitive place. Maybe the golems were there to protect it.
But if it helped manipulate the dust when disturbed, maybe it could be the source of repairing whatever problem was involved. He looked at the black strands around the hourglass and motioned with his fingers to silently communicate for the group to look at them. His right hand darted up and down in roughly the length of the strands.
"We can rescue you", he called out to the voice. The voice did sound desperate. And he definitely did not sound like he was in control. Maybe he was a separate entity from the tower. A prisoner even? "How can we get to you? Darn the clock and the reward!" He yelled. "But before we leave, let us get you out of this madness..."
Upon closer inspection, there was no sand in the hourglass. The two substances in the bulbs were fluid, but moved of their own accord, and never mixed.
"Y-you do not understand!" cried the voice. "You are w-wasting my--my Time, my s-sweet, precious Time! You rob me of my--of m-my life! I d-do not need your help. You cannot--you c-cannot help me. P-please leave. I will, I, I-I will h-hurt--hurt you, i-if you do not leave. I-I do not--I do not want to, I do not, but I-I, I will!"
There was a quiet crackle in the air--the termination of a spell--and the voice ceased. There was more noise from above, audible only because it disrupted the perfect pacing of the massive clockwork.
"Y-you do not understand!" cried the voice. "You are w-wasting my--my Time, my s-sweet, precious Time! You rob me of my--of m-my life! I d-do not need your help. You cannot--you c-cannot help me. P-please leave. I will, I, I-I will h-hurt--hurt you, i-if you do not leave. I-I do not--I do not want to, I do not, but I-I, I will!"
There was a quiet crackle in the air--the termination of a spell--and the voice ceased. There was more noise from above, audible only because it disrupted the perfect pacing of the massive clockwork.
Sasuki wasn't too fond of the mixed and hesitant threat of the group from the voice, but He was not worried. The Wizard looked to the machines again and walked to them, gently rapping his knuckle to the metal to see if it is solid.
It was not.
He started to check for something for opening, but upon finding nothing to open it, he decided to make one.
He placed his hand down onto the metal, his hand turning from a regular porcelain to a dark red, then brighter and brighter. Then, as a reddish-white that was now pushing through the metal like butter melting around the heat. He pushed his hand through and pulled back, looking around the inside of the creature as he waved his hand in the air, steam and smoke now covering his hand and dissipating.
He grunted as he found nothing inside, he looked to the next one and put his other hand out, forming a spike of ice and stabbing it through the metal with a grunt.
After carving a hole in the machine, he looked to find nothing again and groaned. He crushed the ice and threw away the snow that remained in his hand. "Korto." He mumbled and looked up again. He listened for a moment before looking to the rest.
"Does anyone want to join me in going up? The poor thing is crying and needs to be patched up. I want to help this broken little girl." The Wizard spoke with slight worry on his bi-coloured eyes. It was clear that whatever source of magic made this place haunted effected the Wizard and his powers, but only in the form of his emotional state from what was present.
It was not.
He started to check for something for opening, but upon finding nothing to open it, he decided to make one.
He placed his hand down onto the metal, his hand turning from a regular porcelain to a dark red, then brighter and brighter. Then, as a reddish-white that was now pushing through the metal like butter melting around the heat. He pushed his hand through and pulled back, looking around the inside of the creature as he waved his hand in the air, steam and smoke now covering his hand and dissipating.
He grunted as he found nothing inside, he looked to the next one and put his other hand out, forming a spike of ice and stabbing it through the metal with a grunt.
After carving a hole in the machine, he looked to find nothing again and groaned. He crushed the ice and threw away the snow that remained in his hand. "Korto." He mumbled and looked up again. He listened for a moment before looking to the rest.
"Does anyone want to join me in going up? The poor thing is crying and needs to be patched up. I want to help this broken little girl." The Wizard spoke with slight worry on his bi-coloured eyes. It was clear that whatever source of magic made this place haunted effected the Wizard and his powers, but only in the form of his emotional state from what was present.
Miriela listened silently, unnerved by all of it. None of it made sense.
She almost opened her mouth in protest when Sasuki opened the machines. But she stopped herself and stood still, watching silently.
The gears in her mind were turning, trying to process what she was seeing. This was some kind of complex magic that she had no understand of. Someone was behind it. But were they in the tower or not? Who were they? Why were they doing this? What did it all mean?
She stepped towards the ladder up to the next level. "Let's go. Something foul is brewing here, and I want to get to the bottom... er... top... of it. With that, she climbed up the ladder into the next level of the tower.
She almost opened her mouth in protest when Sasuki opened the machines. But she stopped herself and stood still, watching silently.
The gears in her mind were turning, trying to process what she was seeing. This was some kind of complex magic that she had no understand of. Someone was behind it. But were they in the tower or not? Who were they? Why were they doing this? What did it all mean?
She stepped towards the ladder up to the next level. "Let's go. Something foul is brewing here, and I want to get to the bottom... er... top... of it. With that, she climbed up the ladder into the next level of the tower.
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