The Fall of Water IV
Your torch alight, you step inside. There is a small chamber with a large stone pedestal. It is flanked by 6 small statues made of ice that look vaguely human, each with a symbol in front of it.
The Echo signals and you hold your torch high and with a spark of magic from the dagger, your torch turns blue and strange symbols appear on the wall. Their script is unfamiliar to you, it seems almost alive, telling a story of its own, but the meaning is made clear in your mind.
Where once was six, there now are but five
What fun, new games, with stories come alive!
The first was water, so dull and boring,
Can you make the next one more fun exploring?
Guess the next story, we’ll go together,
Whirling, swirling, breezy forever.
Rys, come play I’ve made more delightful games
Without you, the pictures are plain dull frames.
-V
There is a small echo in the chamber and a shadow covers the words, laughter, terrible, horrible, powerful laughter fills the room and you look over to see Thomas begin to shiver uncontrollably, the dagger falls, the point of the dagger hits the floor and the sound pierces the chamber and the laughter overwhelms the moment. You rush to your friend and he points to the shadow. “It’s not real, it’s not real, but I…no…not me…the dagger…needs to go…there!” He points towards the raised stone. You grab the dagger and race towards the pedestal.
The Echo signals and you hold your torch high and with a spark of magic from the dagger, your torch turns blue and strange symbols appear on the wall. Their script is unfamiliar to you, it seems almost alive, telling a story of its own, but the meaning is made clear in your mind.
Where once was six, there now are but five
What fun, new games, with stories come alive!
The first was water, so dull and boring,
Can you make the next one more fun exploring?
Guess the next story, we’ll go together,
Whirling, swirling, breezy forever.
Rys, come play I’ve made more delightful games
Without you, the pictures are plain dull frames.
-V
There is a small echo in the chamber and a shadow covers the words, laughter, terrible, horrible, powerful laughter fills the room and you look over to see Thomas begin to shiver uncontrollably, the dagger falls, the point of the dagger hits the floor and the sound pierces the chamber and the laughter overwhelms the moment. You rush to your friend and he points to the shadow. “It’s not real, it’s not real, but I…no…not me…the dagger…needs to go…there!” He points towards the raised stone. You grab the dagger and race towards the pedestal.
