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[Talon Lord Othrim]

The full force of the blast hits her in the face and her eyes burn with blinding white hot light.

[spoiler=Note]Your character is efectivly blind untill told otherwise.[/spoiler]

You can still hear the chanting of the undead creature before you a sence of where he may be but see nothing.

[Solaria]

She cries out, hands covering her eyes momentarily. Then reaches out for the wall to steady herself trying to back away. Her right hand now in front of her holding her knife ready for another attack

[Talon Lord Othrim]

She trips and stumbles blindly over broken peu's and rubble. The Creature still intones his incantations and her hears begin to throb with the cadence. Reaching the wall she falls against what feels like a plinth and to her suprise she can feel a breeze blowing against her hand.

[Solaria]

scrambling to her knees she tries to crawl in the direction of the cool breeze.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

[spoiler=Luck]1d100 rolled for a total of: 61 (61)[/spoiler]

Your hand catches against something sticking out of the wall. The sence of an opening, a void to the left of you. Cool air blows against your skin, sweet and moist.

"You are not my Queen. You are an imposter, a pretender. I will take your soul and offer it up to the gods of chaos in her name."

[Solaria]

feeling her way cyriene attempts to crawl through the opening blindly,her ears ringing with the creatures words

[Talon Lord Othrim]

As she crawls through the gap she feels the floor beneath her gives way with a 'click' the sound of stone grateing on stone overpowers the curses. Dust fills her lungs causing her to cough and choke and a boom blocks out all sound.

Cool air still carresses her skin.

[Solaria]

Once she catches her breath cyriene feels around the rubble hoping to find some firm ground beneath her. Welcoming the cool air
takes a deep breath and tries to raise to her feet.

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Her world in darkness she feels around. The floor though covered in a thin layer of velvety dust reveals a smooth worked surface. It's not tles as she feels no joints but it has clearly at one point been smooth. As she begins to stand she bangs her head. The roof of this passagway about 4ft in height. Crouched she finds the wall of the tunnelway, the closed, consealed stone slabs that were her escape and a leaver. She begins to make her way down the low tunnel. The cool air on her face her guide.

For a long time she stummbles and fumbles along....

[spoiler=Event] Roll for Suprise [/spoiler]

[Solaria]

[spoiler=Suprise]1d100 rolled for a total of: 97 (97)[/spoiler]

[Talon Lord Othrim]

Cyriene senses a vast opening before her and stops sharply. Feeling out she finds a set of steps going down.

[Solaria]

she takes one step at a time, a feeling of unease hits her but what choice does she have. she knows she definetely cant go back. her eyes stung and body aches, the blackness that surrounds her fills her with dread as she shuffles her feet cautiosly one by one

[Talon Lord Othrim]

The walls leave her and she feels exposed on the open steps. After a long time she reaches what seems like the floor. Cool air whips around her. The sound of splashing water echo's giving her the sence of a large cavern area.

[Solaria]

her breath heavy she fumbles along the ground to try and find something to throw ahead to get an idea as to how close and how deep the water is , while listening for sounds of the rotten creature from the room above

[Talon Lord Othrim]

She sc*CENSORED*s up debris and throws listening to it scatter across the floor. She repeatedly makes her way till she finds a pool of water. Ice cold to touch.

[Solaria]

she listens carefully, hoping that she'll hear the sound of trees, birds, anything that might indicate that she is back outdoors. then tries to feel for a way around the icy cold water . she didnt relish the thought of swimming, thecold wasbad enough but without sight and an injured leg,she wouldnt last long in the cold temperiture

[Talon Lord Othrim]

As she feels her way around her hands reach a pair of feet. Cold, unmoving,stone feet, a statue?

[Solaria]

she raises, feeling the cold statue like shape before her,steadying herself. slowly moving around it

[Talon Lord Othrim]

She tried to draw a picture of the statue in her mind as her hands carress the stone. A worrior of some kind with sword and shield. upon the shield a symbol. A circle with many arrows eminating out from it's edge. The helm, horned and the shoulder armour depicting a reptile of some kind with an open maw.

[Solaria]

what kind of creature is this cyriene thought to herself.curling her fingers in and around the curves,maybe there's a lever or something? she hoped she could find a way out. surely her brothers would be out looking for her by now. cyriene deeply regretted not telling them where she was headed. where am i? tears stung her eyes even more as she cursed her own stubborness