The underneath is a network of sewers and cold basement levels, filled with the stench of mildew and death. You hear sounds - at a distance, and nearby. Like many legs in the dripping water, like soft voices echoing down the halls.
More notably, no matter how you got here, you can't seem to get back out. However you arrived, it's a one-way entry, and there seems to be strong magical warding stopping anything from leaving.
Are these the dungeons? Or was your arrival here a mistake?
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Start with your character arriving, and things will go from there.
After getting caught, Rin and Sora are thrown into the caverns fairly unceremoniously, literally tossed in with nothing but what they had on their person. It's dark and gross, and smells pretty awful, but they weren't hurt, so that's something.
Sora manages to get his bearings, sitting up from the slimy floor, and the first thing he notices while his eyes adjust to the dark is that it's cold. He's freezing, personally, but that might be partially due to the puddle he landed in.
At least he's not alone. Sora scrambles over to where Rin is, nearly tripping on his tail in his haste, and pops down next to him.
Ugh. His head hurts. As he sits up, Rin rubs the back of it and it comes away wet. Sticky wet. In the darkness he can see that it's not water. Thank God for an empty brain and a demon healing factor; he might have cracked his skull open on the stone floors.
"Nnngh. I hit my head, but I think I'll be ok..."
He brushes some remaining sand off his clothes, frowning a bit. Nosh's sandstorm must not have worked. He touches his belt and finds her pokéball there. Good, he hadn't lost her on their way down. And his sword was on his back, as always.
Lord was it ever dark down here. And freezing. Without prompting, Rin holds up his hand and forms a bright, warm fireball that casts a cool blue light on their surroundings.
"Where the hell did we end up?" he scrunches up his snout, "It kinda smells down here."
"I dunno," Sora answers, a little grim as he looks around. He readies a cure spell, and then runs it over the back of Rin's head. He can't do much, but at least he can do that.
At least they can still use their magic at all.
It's still difficult to see around them, but the fire provides a little bit of illumination, and wherever they are is made of nothing but stone. And water, apparently, as everything is damp, and Sora can hear dripping coming from somewhere. Already his clothes are starting to absorb it, and make him shiver more.
"I think we're probably in the castle dungeon or something."
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lostchance) wrote2017-10-06 10:01 pm
NIGHT 173 | with Rin and Sora
Sora manages to get his bearings, sitting up from the slimy floor, and the first thing he notices while his eyes adjust to the dark is that it's cold. He's freezing, personally, but that might be partially due to the puddle he landed in.
At least he's not alone. Sora scrambles over to where Rin is, nearly tripping on his tail in his haste, and pops down next to him.
"Hey, you okay?"
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"Nnngh. I hit my head, but I think I'll be ok..."
He brushes some remaining sand off his clothes, frowning a bit. Nosh's sandstorm must not have worked. He touches his belt and finds her pokéball there. Good, he hadn't lost her on their way down. And his sword was on his back, as always.
Lord was it ever dark down here. And freezing. Without prompting, Rin holds up his hand and forms a bright, warm fireball that casts a cool blue light on their surroundings.
"Where the hell did we end up?" he scrunches up his snout, "It kinda smells down here."
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At least they can still use their magic at all.
It's still difficult to see around them, but the fire provides a little bit of illumination, and wherever they are is made of nothing but stone. And water, apparently, as everything is damp, and Sora can hear dripping coming from somewhere. Already his clothes are starting to absorb it, and make him shiver more.
"I think we're probably in the castle dungeon or something."