h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Well, Vomar, if those are his plans, then I suppose you are right - we need to deal with him. If he is smart, he will "interview" us one at a time. And he will likely choose either you or me first, since he is obviously interested in the amulets. To separate one of us from the rest will require a large number of his trollocs, so whatever plan we make must take that into account. Now, does anyone have any ideas? I suspect if we overcome the Dark Lord himself, his minions will quickly fade away. But how to get to the Dark Lord?

[sea] i don't know about the dark lord, but maybe i can help with the door. any time i touch anything mechanical, it breaks...

*sea shrugs, then places a hand on the door. she looks around, then puches gently. a rusty, metallic groan is heard*

*Xai glances over at the sound of metal grinding metal. The section of wall is shrouded in a slight magical aura... it takes him a moment to recognize its signature.*

[Xai] GET AWAY FROM THAT!!

*He walks up to the wall section and places his hands on the wall. His hair stands on end as the weaves of the trap dissolve when they touch him. The spell unravels completely and he steps back. He straightens his hair and bows back.*

[Xai] If there is another trap it isn't magical..... *growls under his breath* that was a rather nasty weave to just have lying around.....

Siun: *laughs a nymphish laugh in thte general direction of Vomar* Silly man. Canaru is a metal Golem. Just... Embelished. And there's not much he can't do.

Canaru: But then, you have made... improvements to me, Miss SIun.

Siun: He's right. I changed out his thought process chips, altered movement patterns and gave him some synthetic skin. If I hadn't, people might have grown... Frightened... And actually, now that I think of it, he's not much of a metal golum now at all, really. They can't actually process thoughts. They're only programmed to take orders. Huh. But anyway! enough about metalman over here. About this door... *walks up to it, pokes it with her index finger* Hmm. Well. *moves back a few paces, tries a few experimental balletic kicks, moves toward the door once again, and kicks it solidly in the centre, ala' Trinity in the Matrix. The door falls over, into the room* Ha. Watashi wa hime. *bows*

Canaru: *subdued* Hai. Siun-chan wa sugoii hime.

*sea nods*

[sea] well done, siun.

*she looks at affy*

[sea] what now? i suppose we follow the corridor...

*sea peers out the door cautiously*

*Xai plucks a tri-sided shuriken from the air. He winces in mild annoyance. He wipes the blood off of the quickly healing cuts on his hand and tosses the blade aside. He glances at suin and decides not to mention it.*

[Xai] women are really too much trouble sometimes.... *he stalks into the corridor in disgust.*

*sea raises an eyebrow and wonders what got into him, but decides to keep quiet and follow*

[ooc] sorry im so late in guys - exams...

*Quoth is still marching in sheer, tempestuous anger, when he hears a female screech. He recognioses it as Siun and pauses, torn with indescion. He shrugs and makes to move off, but halts again, this time paralysed with guilt. Suddenly, he realises what it is he is doing, and without another moment's thought, he turns and runs at full pelt back the way he came, dodging trees and roots with grace and speed. He remembers doing this before, as a boy. For the first time in years, his memories are not guilty, but noble. The sole survivor of the ruling family of the land, he knows, finally, what his duty must be.*

*when he reaches the castle once more, there si nothing to be seen. There is no sign of a struggle or anything. The entire band has vanished. Except...except a thread of Siun's gown is attached to a tree. He looks up at the castle, as night falls, and begins thinking of a way in. suddenly, a patrol comes into view. It is of mixed race, led by an ogre, containing trollocs, and even the odd human...he considers his options and makes a decision*

*GL is intrigued by the passageway that was behind the magic door, but he is also convinced that the Dark Lord must be dealt with. He hesitates, then resolutely walks to the cell door.*

Guard!

*A guard comes to the small barred viewport in the door.*

Tell your master that I offer him my services. As a token of my goodwill, tell him that the others are escaping.

*The guard looks past GL and his eyes widen. He turns around and runs down the hallway. GL turns back to the others.*

Hurry. Everyone into the passage. I'll put the door back and you bar it from inside.

*Vomar nods, and enters the passage, using all of his skills to avoid any traps. When in, he enters pedantic mode*

Siun, am I not mistaken in thinking that Canaru is a robot, not a golem? Canaru is, unless there is something you have not been telling me, a machine, composed of multiple parts, microchips, wires, and hydraulics. Golems are generally cruder in design, and are always powered by magic. And even if Canaru was powered by magic, I do not see any of the unearthly powers that golems possess. Besides, he's too clean.

I suspect that these metal golems will probably be all lead, or iron, or steel, and comprised of no more than seven parts.

*Xai glides down the corridor. He glances over his shoulder.*

[Xai] your kind used similar machines against each other in the later half of the last age.... unless i'm mistaken it is an infiltration unit, but where did you find one in such good condition?

{{Xai}} too bad anything survived from that age......

*Sharply turns towards Xai*

Don't say that. There was a lot of good in the last age! I know, I've been there. I was there during a war, I know the bad things. But I saw wonders and splendors that don't exist these days. I even met a....

*Vomar stops, checks himself, and regains his composure*

I'm sorry. I get very emotional when I think about that era.

From the shadows above the walkway, a spider descends...

OOC - lessons, ill post later today

Okay, later Heavy.



Is it a large spider, a small spider, a giant spider, or a medium spider? Is it poisonous, nonpoisonous, or unknown?

*GL props the door back up and hears someone bolt it from inside. He then sits down to wait. In a surprisingly short time, he hears running footsteps in the hallway and a troop of trollocs burst into the room. They quickly lose momentum and stand, open mouthed, looking around them. Finally, a slightly large one approaches GL*

Trolloc: Where have they gone?

GL: How should I know? They're a bunch of useless adventures off on a treasure hunt. They will soon fall apart without me in their company.

Trolloc :But you are one of them. And you have one of the ... things. *he eyes GL's chest, where the amulet hangs under his shirt.*

GL: False and True. Now, why don't you take me to your leader.

*The trolloc looks nervously around the room again and seems reluctant to leave.*

GL: Ah, you don't wish to be the bearer of bad news, huh? Well, why don't you just send me to him with one of your underlings. I will tell him how brave you were trying to stop the escape and how you convinced me to defect.

*The trolloc brightens visibly and calls over a smaller trolloc. He orders the smaller trolloc to take GL to Lord Sipid. GL leaves, in company with one small trolloc.*

I will be away now until Sunday.

bye, GL.

[sea] *whispers* now what?

*Sounds begin to seep into the corridor from the surrounding walls. The iron grinding of machinery makes the puddles of water on the floor vibrate rhythmically. Xai glance back.*

[Xai] automaton, give me a neutrino scan of the chamber on the other side of this wall....

*Quoth joins the back of the mixed race patrol. The Ogre, notoriously bad at counting and recognising humans, barely registers Quoth's presence. They march around the front, and in through the drawbridge.*