Shadows of the Lost
Fifth Day of the Frst Month 294 AC
Sandor Clegane was starting to get sick and tired of this bloody valley and the wildlings crazy enough to not only live here, but feel sorry they were given a chance to go someplace where 'summer' didn't mean the snow melted at midday and where corpses stayed properly dead in the ground. At least it smelled better than King's Landing and the Red Keep come to that.
It had taken the Hound all of one long look at the wizard with the withered wing to tell he wouldn't be paying any more attention to him outside a fight than he would a shield set against the wall, and the steel angel just gave him the chills when he looked at him, a little like Leto but without the familiar spite and anger it just seemed to go deeper and deeper into some nameless secret place Sandor didn't want to look into.
At least Lashare was decent company, not as much of a braggart as you'd think to know all the stories about him and his lot, but then he'd been dead for most of the telling. Sandor had a brief horrified moment to consider if once he was dead and buried some minstrel looking to make a few coppers would make
him into some kind of bloody hero. Normally he wouldn't give a shit what they might be saying about him once he was worm food, but as the old sellsword showed the grave might yet spit you back out if some god or wizard wanted it bad enough.
Speaking of gods he hadn't thought much of the red priest with them, frail and inked in slave's markings, at least until he had gotten to the first barrow, taken one look back at the metal dragon and said: "Alright, best get digging."
The wizard had called it 'crude' and turned up his nose at it, though not as much as he could have. Anyone who had ever served Cersei Lannister learned to get a good measure of disdain.
"I have no idea how any wards and traps might work and no time to find out. Setting the one among us whom magic cannot directly touch to tear through seems the best use of our time and resources," the priest had replied mildly.
The first three mounds had been a lot of staring at a hole waiting for it to get bigger, the third one proved his point. Thunder roared from the depths of the earth and lighting spat out like angry snakes. Even as far as Sandor was standing thirty peaces back he could feel the gust of wind and taste hot metal in the air.
The Herald just kept digging...
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"That the fuck is that?" Lashare asked as the dust cleared away and they could finally look down the rubble ramp the dragon had dug. It looked like two ivory columns capped in bronze and set upright as though to form a door.
Were those elephant bones? Some part of Sandor's mind wondered as his eyed flinched away from the veil of twisting shadows hung between them that seemed to make faces, whispering and wailing.
No, it couldn't be...
"
That, would appear to be a necromantic artifact meant to allow communion with the dead," the wizard lord said palling, then he took a look around him, eyes narrowing in thought. "Though perhaps not. You all see one who is dear to you in the shadows, one lost to death?"
"Yes," Sandor choked out, red rage beginning to eat away at the edges of the horror he was feeling.
"Then it is most likely and illusion, though the fact that it was able to sense what to show each of us through our protections is... concerning."
"You have a gift for understatement, Wisdom," the little blue dragon who had been flitting about before said with seriousness Sandor didn't know she was capable of.
"I see nothing," the steel angel said softly. "Herald?"
"Confirm," the thing answered in a voice like a smith's hammer on an anvil.
"The arch appears empty though unnaturally dark."
"So then it effects only those who are mortal and under the sway of death," the Red Priest said. "The work of the Enemy if I have ever seen it. We should destroy it at once. Fire and healing light could serve."
"We might learn something from recovering it, perhaps taking it apart in a controlled manner," the wizard lord replied. "Even if not it should make a fair enough sacrifice."
What do you do?
[] Destroy the strange arch at once, it has proven able to bypass mind blank in one regard at least, best not to test it any further
[] Attempt to recover the strange portal either for study or sacrifice
[] Write in
OOC: High wisdom characters are just unfair sometimes when it comes to bypassing hurdles.