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Post by eleryn on Jan 10, 2005 19:59:00 GMT -5
"Oh wonderful." said Nauriel, noticing the three choices in front of her. Now what do we do? Choose one and wish for the best? she thought. Before she spoke, she studied the options.
"Looks like there are carvings all around the center tunnel, too bad we don't know what they say. It could be the direct highway through the mountain, but then again, your riddle speaks of mazes."
"The left tunnel has an ill odor coming from it, and I can see the remains of a skeleton. That also could mean many things. It could be that it is a warning for others not to go down there, it could mean that nothing but trouble is down there, but it could just be a dead person."
"The right tunnel appears to have nothing wrong with it, which generally means something is wrong. It could also be nothing."
Nauriel looked at Baranor and laughed. "So basically we have no idea which one to take, unless you have an idea." she said, stroking Laire's muzzle.
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Post by Wingfoot on Jan 10, 2005 20:08:05 GMT -5
Baranor arched a brow and rubbed his chin, listening to Nauriel's thoughts. "We take the left tunnel," he said. "A man must have gone through here once, which may mean that others did as well. My guess is it's just a set off, a diversion so seekers take the middle or right path. Other wanderers..." Baranor looked down at the corpse. "Must have discovered this. Come! Baranor drew his sword and cracked his neck, entering the left tunnel.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 10, 2005 20:37:46 GMT -5
Nauriel followed, but only after two steps did she find this difficult. Laire did not want to go into this tunnel, and when it is a fight between a large horse and an elf girl, the odds go in favor of the horse.
The red headed elf knew what to do though. Laire would follow her anywhere, so she let go of the reins and walked in. Immediately the mare's head was above Nauriel's shoulder. The elf sang quietly to the horse, who was keeping the pace, but shivering. She draped her cloak over the mare's back and again took the reins. Laire calmed down, and only had her ears back. Nauriel kept singing of Mirkwood, and the fields of Rohan, and other happier thoughts to help not only her horse, but herself. She stayed in the light the torch provided and followed Baranor.
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Post by Wingfoot on Jan 10, 2005 20:54:46 GMT -5
They had been walking down the narrow straight for about five minutes when Baranor heard a thud. He suddenly turned his body facing Nauriel, almost shocking her. He frantically ran back to the tunnel entrance, where a pile of giant boulders lied in front of the entrance. Baranor cried out and lowered his head. He waited a few minutes before yelling back to Menel. "The entrance is barred!" He screamed. "No way back now!" Baranor closed his eyes, saying something in Elvish. He opened them and courageously walked back to Nauriel, one hand gripping the torch, the other grasping his sword.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 15, 2005 21:06:46 GMT -5
"Guess there is only one way out now.." she said, seeing the light return again as he came back.
"Come on Laire" she said, following Baranor once more. I just hope that there is another way out... she thought, feeling rather helpless. It would be a cruel fate for an elf to be trapped underground forever. She stroked her mare's muzzle and tried to think of something else.
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Post by Wingfoot on Jan 16, 2005 9:11:22 GMT -5
Baranor reached Nauriel and looked to the ceiling. He waved the torch in front of his eyes and studied its structure. He shook his head, and looked sharply at Nauriel. "These walls are moist, and strong, they should not be collapsing." Baranor paused and waited a few moments before speaking again. "Someone doesn't want us here..." Baranor lowered his torch and walked past Nauriel, sweat dripping from his forehead.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 22, 2005 11:10:06 GMT -5
"Well that is always good news.." she said sarcastically. "Maybe if someone doesn't want us here, they just did us a favor and locked themselves out.."
Nauriel looked over at Baranor and could see that he was trying to think, and probably not in the mood for her comments. She may have been an elf, but even she could see that the stone was good and strong. She stroked Laire's muzzle and followed the man quietly. The only sound that could be heard were Laire's hoofs lightly tapping the stone and echoing through the hall.
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Post by Wingfoot on Jan 25, 2005 18:05:05 GMT -5
Baranor quickened his pace as he walked down the hall. He ran his fingertips against the cold wall as he walked, noting everything that seemed odd or unpredictable. He could hear Nauriel soft footsteps behind her, but not much else other than his own breath. He finally reached what seemed to be like a large plateau. It looked somewhat like the massive plateau he had been told about in Dimholt. All of a sudden his torch unlit and darkness crept over them. The ground began shaking and stopping, doing this repetitvely. He turned behind her to see Nauriel, but all he saw was blackness.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 25, 2005 21:45:58 GMT -5
Nauriel sees the torch go out and stops. No use walking in the dark. She tries to allow her eyes to adjust, but there is no light anywhere.
"Alright Laire, lead the way.." she says quietly, knowing that the horse can hear much more than she can. The mare walks forward slowly, inching her way along the plateau. She obviously didn't like the tremors.
"Baranor?" she managed to say, hoping that maybe he could hear her.
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Post by Wingfoot on Mar 26, 2005 10:38:07 GMT -5
"I'm here, I'm fine." He replied. "No need to worry." Baranor carefully stepped back and felt Laire's mane brush against his hand. "Your horse...can he find a way through?" Baranor turned around and stared blankly into the darkness.
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Post by eleryn on Mar 29, 2005 21:29:44 GMT -5
"I am sure that she can." she said, gently grasping Laire's mane. It was awfully dark, not even her elven eyes could see. It was up to Laire's animal instincts to find their way out. Slowly the horse crept forward, and the elf and man were forced to follow it wherever the mare led.
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