"By order of Enryu, this building is under quarantine indefinitely. A class-E artifact is contained within. Please remain outside, for your own safety. Those seeking access should seek Enryu, and request a type two permit. Repeat. By order of Enryu, this building is under quarantine indefinitely. A class-E artifact is contained within. Please remain outside, for your own safety. Those seeking access should seek Enryu, and request a type two permit. Repeat."
He steps into the room at the base of the staircase just in time to see Bodayik fire his gun. The overcharged shot strikes the door and reflects, flying straight at Stalker at almost doulbe its original speed.
He steps into the room at the base of the staircase just in time to see Bodayik fire his gun. The overcharged shot strikes the door and reflects, flying straight at Stalker at almost double its original speed.
The blast hits Stalker in the chest and creates a hole which fills up immediately.
"First rule of firearms. Don't shoot in an enclosed space."
Stalker walks up to the door and scans it determining its substance.
The scanners return a bizzare result. According to them, the door doesn't exist. The same applies to the walls. If they are to be believed, you are floating in an infinite void.
He steps into the room at the base of the staircase just in time to see Bodayik fire his gun. The overcharged shot strikes the door and reflects, flying straight at Stalker at almost double its original speed.
The blast hits Stalker in the chest and creates a hole which fills up immediately.
"First rule of firearms. Don't shoot in an enclosed space."
Stalker walks up to the door and scans it determining its substance.
The toa looks at the newcomer with scorn. "Yeah, well, how was I supposed to know it would do that?" The Bo-toa of twilight smirks as Stalker walks up to the door, and decides to let him discover it's indestructibility for himself.
The blast hits Stalker in the chest and creates a hole which fills up immediately.
"First rule of firearms. Don't shoot in an enclosed space."
Stalker walks up to the door and scans it determining its substance.
The toa looks at the newcomer with scorn. "Yeah, well, how was I supposed to know it would do that?" The Bo-toa of twilight smirks as Stalker walks up to the door, and decides to let him discover it's indestructibility for himself.
"I can see we will be getting along great."
Stalker raps the door with his knuckles
"Probably GSR shell or Protosteel."
Stalker trys to send an intangible rock through the door.
The toa looks at the newcomer with scorn. "Yeah, well, how was I supposed to know it would do that?" The Bo-toa of twilight smirks as Stalker walks up to the door, and decides to let him discover it's indestructibility for himself.
"I can see we will be getting along great."
Stalker raps the door with his knuckles
"Probably GSR shell or Protosteel."
Stalker trys to send an intangible rock through the door.
"Definitely isn't protosteel..." Bodayik looks at his protosteel axe.
The intangible artifact, oddly enough, passes through partially. Abruptly, it becomes tangible, and the part still outside the door falls to the floor. The other half is nowhere to be seen, the door itself unblemished.
When Ovux touches the crest, it crumbles into nothing, the symbol transferred to his hand. The door itself pulses once with a flickering red light, then vanishes.
The room beyond the door measures at least a hundred feet across, a cavernous, rounded expanse. The door is matched by another on the opposite wall. This room, by contrast to the last, is uneven, almost cluttered. Everywhere, there are bones and scraps of armor. They are scattered carelessly along the floor, so deep that it is almost impossible to take a step without tripping. In eight places across the room, there are tall statues, each standing at ten feet in height. They depict glatorian of wildly differing builds. Each is composed of more of the seamless green material. The trait common to all of them is the state of their bodies. The armor that might once have clung to them is mostly missing, their skin deeply scarred, in places missing entirely. Each statue features a bident similar to the one in the carving from the previous room.
The first stands to the right of the door. His throat is missing, his head bent at an unnatural angle, his bident thrust through his stomach.
The second stands a bit further in, near the middle of the room. Some great trauma cleaved her, leaving a cut that seems to have nearly bisected her. Her torso has a great cleft starting above her left shoulder and terminating at her right hip, her upper body hanging awkwardly without support. Her bident rests within the cut.
The third is crumpled beneath a pillar. His right arm is missing, cleaved off at the shoulder, and his bident thrust through his head.
The fourth stands next to him, left leg missing, supported only by the spear that pierces her chest.
The fifth leans up against a wall, its spear next to it on the ground, the top of its head missing.
The sixth and seventh stand before the other door, spears driven through each other's heads.
The eighth at first seems to only be a pair of legs. However, the torso lies next to it, bident thrust through its chest. One hand is outstretched, reaching up through the pile of bones.
At the center of the room, one more statue lies toppled on the ground. However, it is very different from the others. the man depicted is still almost whole, his armor still all but intact. A light shines down on him, highlighting him alone, among his apparent peers. And unlike the others, the spear in his chest isn't made of the same material. Instead it is a metallic red.
It is in front of this statue that the cloaked form of Enryu stands, only the bones clipping through her legs giving away the fact that this is merely a projection. She stands there in silence, silently daring any to enter.
The intangible artifact, oddly enough, passes through partially. Abruptly, it becomes tangible, and the part still outside the door falls to the floor. The other half is nowhere to be seen, the door itself unblemished.
When Ovux touches the crest, it crumbles into nothing, the symbol transferred to his hand. The door itself pulses once with a flickering red light, then vanishes.
The room beyond the door measures at least a hundred feet across, a cavernous, rounded expanse. The door is matched by another on the opposite wall. This room, by contrast to the last, is uneven, almost cluttered. Everywhere, there are bones and scraps of armor. They are scattered carelessly along the floor, so deep that it is almost impossible to take a step without tripping. In eight places across the room, there are tall statues, each standing at ten feet in height. They depict glatorian of wildly differing builds. Each is composed of more of the seamless green material. The trait common to all of them is the state of their bodies. The armor that might once have clung to them is mostly missing, their skin deeply scarred, in places missing entirely. Each statue features a bident similar to the one in the carving from the previous room.
The first stands to the right of the door. His throat is missing, his head bent at an unnatural angle, his bident thrust through his stomach.
The second stands a bit further in, near the middle of the room. Some great trauma cleaved her, leaving a cut that seems to have nearly bisected her. Her torso has a great cleft starting above her left shoulder and terminating at her right hip, her upper body hanging awkwardly without support. Her bident rests within the cut.
The third is crumpled beneath a pillar. His right arm is missing, cleaved off at the shoulder, and his bident thrust through his head.
The fourth stands next to him, left leg missing, supported only by the spear that pierces her chest.
The fifth leans up against a wall, its spear next to it on the ground, the top of its head missing.
The sixth and seventh stand before the other door, spears driven through each other's heads.
The eighth at first seems to only be a pair of legs. However, the torso lies next to it, bident thrust through its chest. One hand is outstretched, reaching up through the pile of bones.
At the center of the room, one more statue lies toppled on the ground. However, it is very different from the others. the man depicted is still almost whole, his armor still all but intact. A light shines down on him, highlighting him alone, among his apparent peers. And unlike the others, the spear in his chest isn't made of the same material. Instead it is a metallic red.
It is in front of this statue that the cloaked form of Enryu stands, only the bones clipping through her legs giving away the fact that this is merely a projection. She stands there in silence, silently daring any to enter.