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1104 Cost.

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I got sidetracked this evening and couldn’t get to my computer until about 30 minutes ago, so here’s a very small portion of story for you to read. There’s also a link to some art at the end:

“Maybe we can just knock?” Said Twig. Before anyone had a chance to protest she was tapping the stone with the butt of a dagger. “Hello!? Are you dead? Let us in if you’re not!”

They all listened for a response.

“I’m not sure we’d be able to hear a reply.” Julius commented.

“I’ll go in and look!” Twig exclaimed.

“No.” Said Julius. “I’ll go. You can’t open the door if it has some kind of lock.”

“She can’t lockpick?” Asked Niona.

“It’s not something you can learn by observation.” Replied Julius. “She can cover me though.” And with that he melted into Twig’s shadow and then she into Niona’s.

On the other side of the door the room was completely dark. While shadowside however Julius could see. He scanned the room quickly. With strangely muted eyes he could see a body curled up in a corner. There was evidence that they had been alive relatively recently, but the couldn’t stay in the reverse realm long enough to check. As he shifted into the real darkness he felt Twig take hold of his arm. Fully blind, Julius slid his hand along the edge of the door. The mechanism was identical to the one in previous rooms. He disengaged the lock and the door swung easily open.
The strong greenish light flooded the room. Twig’s somewhat unnerving shadow form melted back into her less imposing self.

“Is he alive?” Asked Regalius quietly.

“Not sure.” Replied Julius. “It’s a really bad idea to startle someone who’s cowering in a totally dark, totally sealed room. The shock alone could kill a person.”

“Fair point…” Mused Regalius. Alina stepped forward.

“Herrin?” She called kindly. “Herrin, are you alright?” The body didn’t appear to respond. A note of heartbreak crept subtly into Alina’s voice. “We came looking for you…”

Regalius flicked a ball of white light into the corner. It took a moment for their eyes to adjust, but Twig adapted fastest.

“He’s breathing.” She hissed. Alina motioned for Niona to prod him with her spear. As gently as she could Niona complied. As soon as the cold butt of the rod touched him Herrin sprang to life in a flurry of screaming and swinging. Everyone was startled by it and scattered in various directions away from him. Twig disappeared entirely as far as everyone could tell.
Backed into the corner Herring was covering his eyes and brandishing a broken sword. It was still dangerous enough that no one dared aproach.

Twig