Wouldn't you like to use more than words?

[letsplayamod]

The last thing you recall is likely your own death. Whether it was fast or slow, it's over now. And you're... where are you?

One moment, you were among the living. The next - you may be one of the unfortunate ones who actually died. In which case, you've found yourself flowing in the lazy rivers of the river Styx, unfathomably deep underground. Just for a moment, mind you. It's not long before your consciousness is yanked from the waters by some scary monsters, shoved into a healed body, and pushed through a portal.

Or, maybe you were caught red-handed and sentenced to your doom. But, instead of a proper death, you were whisked down into the Veins of Tartarus. And there's really only one place that could lead to... Or is it?


You've been tossed down here by the will of the Titan, but what you find is A helping hand swooping you up - possibly literally, and potentially out of the grasp of the Titan himself.

Not a moment after, you're whisked through another rift, this one a shimmering gold. Into a realm of slightly more stable platforms and a lot more shit to look through. The area is practically littered with the ill-gotten goods of a thieving God (who is happy to note via pop-up illusion that you are touching his stuff). Here, however, you are safe; assured that Typhon cannot find or hurt you here.

For the moment, you can breathe before the next part comes.

Comments

[raiseyoulikea]

The realm of the living!

[She slaps the side of it... and winces.]

With this Caldron of Delphi, we can see just what everyone else is up to!

[markofnobility]

Oh! Yes, yes please!!

[ Gimme gimme]

1/2

[raiseyoulikea]

Excellent. Now... Just let me...

[There's a lot of finger wiggling here. Power visibly flowing from the tips into the water. Like a rock fallen into an ocean, it ripples out. Fenyx laughs to herself.]

Ha, and Hermes told me I'd never get better at conjuring.

2/2

[raiseyoulikea]

[An image comes into focus rapidly. The waters showing you a view of what appears to be the inside of the temple. You can see the others! They're still alive! In fact, there's Cerejeira right now! She's... Oh.

Oh no.]

Oh no.

[markofnobility]

...

...no.

[He covers his mouth, eyes wide and trembling]

[rockymountaindie]

[ Alex is kind of. ambling his way over. And sees the way Ferdinand reacts there. ]

What? ...What happened Ferdi—

[ His words die in his throat. ]

[markofnobility]

Who... who would even-

[Quark and Aoi were probably their least combat capable. Someone targeting them-

-his horror is quickly spiraling to fury]

[rockymountaindie]

I- I don't know. I don't- w-we don't even know what- what they were threatened with, we-

[ He has to think. If you stop thinking, it's over. But he sees Quark and Aoi there and his brain just grinds to a halt. ]

[markofnobility]

[The anger demands he lean further over, watch the investigation with all his focus. Figure out who did this so he'll be ready to-

-to what? What can he do? He gave up his right to have any say in what happens to the living Seekers, didn't he? The rage drops out of him like a rock, leaving him shivering. He takes a deep breath... and takes Alex's elbow, urging him to walk away]

Come on.

[He can't do anything for them. But he can try to help those here with him.]

[rockymountaindie]

—No, no we gotta- I gotta figure it out. If- if you stop, then—

[ He has been out of the environment of the living for weeks and weeks. It all comes crashing around him. ]

[markofnobility]

We can not help them there. We should get ready for when they arrive.

[rockymountaindie]

...We... We can't. [ Hollow, empty. ]

Fenyx had to...to get you and...and Omega, is- is that gonna...have to happen again?

[ Is Typhon going to be extra aware? Is he going to be watching for them? ]

[markofnobility]

[he cups his chin in thought.]

Right, you were all somewhere else before this. We may end up having to fight.

[rockymountaindie]

He won't get his fuckin' hands on 'em.

[markofnobility]

He will not. I will not allow it.

[He has Assal still, he can still fight]

We should talk to Fenyx, an see if there's anything else we can do to prepare. In case we have to flee again.

[rockymountaindie]

Yeah. Yeah we- we had t' go through a- a fuckin' maze, before, if we gotta do that again, we- we should be ready.

[ He sounds shaky still, but. A thing to focus on, that's helpful. ]

[eeeonetwothree]

[ When did Omega get here? ]

…I SHOULD MAKE PREPARATIONS FOR BATTLE.

[markofnobility]

Yes. Hopefully it will not come to that, but we must be ready for a potential rescue.

[necromants]

The last time Typhon came for us is when Fenyx showed up. It seemed ill-advised to try to stand against Typhon then, so I do believe that should be our last resort.

[He's still closely watching everyone on the living side (or well. just someone in particular. you know how it goes.) but his mismatched eyes flick over to Ferdinand and Omega for a brief moment.]

I have no qualms fighting if that's what we choose to do, but running should likely remain our first option - assuming there's somewhere else to run to.

[markofnobility]

Yes, agreed.

[Which might be surprising, considering what got Ferdinand here]

Only if we're against the wall.

[necromants]

[No, that seems to make sense. Deadland has a way of putting things into perspective for you; he'd be surprised if Ferdinand hadn't reconsidered his stance on things.]

Precisely. We should have some time to prepare, should we hear him coming. We can determine our course of action then.

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Ahahahaha about that- ]

I HAVE WOUNDED HIM. HE IS NOT INVINCIBLE.

[necromants]

[let's be honest here, we all know ivilezlei only cares about one person and he is apparently not dead (yet) so great!! have fun dealing with the trauma, the rest of you, he's just going to silently watch from over here.]

[tailoredfate]

[Aglaea has enough tact left in her to not make a comment about how last week's debacle clearly meant nothing. More death. More people hurting. More children dead.

There's a sour taste in her mouth as she stares down at the water, and a sharp sting in her arms as her nails, once carefully painted a pretty gold but now all but bare, dig into her flesh.

It's wrong to see Quark dead. Quark... Quark was as much of a guardian as she was. He had to make it out, for all of them. And Aoi, one of the sweetest...

... But also... a part of Aglaea wants to be selfish. She hasn't been selfish in almost a thousand years. But their brief reunion with the living stirred something inside of her that won't go back to sleep.]

How do we see the others? Is there a way for you to do it without taking focus off of what's going on here?

[raiseyoulikea]

If you'd like, you can look at anything you want. [Fenyx seems like she's trying to be careful with her words. This is a delicate, painful moment, and she can see that Algaea is feeling that too.] It might not always work, though.