[X] Go investigate the grinding noise.
[X] Cast a spell - light.
Dice Roll said:
Cast Spell: Light = 53 (SUCCESS)
Spell Failure = 64
"Right... Let's get moving."
With a motion of your hand, Lucas falls in behind you as you lead him back where you came from. The two of you round the corner and look towards the dark side of the hall, where the grinding noise was coming from. Of course, now there was no grinding noise, only silence.
"So are you sure you heard a noise from over there?" Lucas asks as he stares off into the shadows.
"Positive," You nod.
"Pretty dark over there. But at least we have a torch to light the way." He shrugs. His eyes shift over to the ladder leading to the room below. "Of course, we could just go down and find a better lit path or hold out and hope one of the others find us."
"No," You shake your head. "We have to keep moving. If we stay in one place for too long that old man might find us, and who knows what he'll do when he does."
"Right..." He sighs, walking past you. "Well, let's get a move on then."
You move to follow him, but you stop in your tracks. You stare at the torch in your hand, then look to the dark hall in front of you, thinking... Lucas says something to you as he turns to look at you, but you weren't paying attention to know what he said. You think back to earlier... You remember that power you felt, the one you failed to tap into... You feel it now, it came back sometime ago but you just did not notice until now. Maybe you can try it again.
You let go of the torch in your hand and it falls to the stone floor, and Lucas looks at you with some concern.
You shut your eyes. Breathe in and out. You hold out your hand and think. You think of something that'll help you: Light. Light to illuminate the darkness before you.
You breathe in and out. You reach in deep within yourself and tap into that power you fell.
You feel energy surge through you, funneling from your center mass and into your hand.
You open your eyes and immediately you squint as something bright shines in your eyes, brighter than the flames that had been lighting up the place. Your eyes adjust and in the palm of your hand was a ball of pure light, no bigger than a baseball. Your eyes widen in shock as you stare into the ball of brilliant light.
"I did it..." You mutter in shock. Slowly a smile creeps onto your face as excitement begins to build up in you. "I did it!"
You look up to Lucas to see his reaction, and your smile fades. Lucas' eyes dart between you and the ball of light, his eyes wide from terror. It takes you a moment to realize what you just did and what it must look like from his perspective. You opened your mouth to talk, but nothing came out. What were you supposed to say?
How were you supposed to
explain this? But you had to say something! You can't just stand in staring at each in silence while he freaks out. Just say something, anything!
"So, um, this is a thing now..." You mutter.
Damn it!
"Y-you don't say..." He stutters as he backs up a bit. "Umm... Medea?"
"Y-yes?"
"Fucking what?!"
You wince at his sudden shouting, which he seems to notice as he looks downwards before giving you an apologetic look.
"I, um, think that I... well..." How to explain this... "I think I'm a wizard now...?"
He looks at you, and you look at him. You feel really uncomfortable under his gaze, your eyes dart around, trying to find something,
anything to divert attention from what you just did and what you said. Of course, you doubt you can find anything that could possibly top this shit.
"A wizard...?" He says, giving you this
look. The kind of look that said he didn't know if he should believe you or if he should run screaming from the crazy girl with the supernatural powers that he just witnessed.
"Or... something... I'm not really sure myself..." You shuffle your feet around uncomfortably. "When I woke up, I just felt... different, I guess. I decided to try to tap into this weird feeling and... well..." You look to the light and shrug. "Yeah..."
Lucas shifts around, his eyes looking around before focusing back on you. "...So you can do magic now or something?"
You nod.
"Well... That's something..."
"I know... It is... strange..."
"No shit." He mutters.
"But, I'm still the same old me. I'm still the Medea who've you been friends with for years." Your eyes divert downwards toward the stone floor. "I hope you don't think too differently of me because of...
this..."
"Well... It is a little strange, but given our particular situation, I'm not going to look a potential gift horse in the mouth." He says, rubbing the back of his head. He looks you in the eye and flashes you a grin. "Besides, magic is kinda hot."
"Really, Lucas?" You mutter in a deadpan tone, giving him a look.
"Sorry. Just trying to lighten the mood." He shrugs as his grin fades into a serious look. "Medea, look, this is all... fucking weird. This sort of thing just doesn't happen. Or at least it shouldn't." He sighs as he looks around again. "But it is. I don't really understand what is going on anymore, but it doesn't matter if you are some sort of sorcerer or whatever, you are still my friend. Nothing is going to change that." He closes the distance and pulls you into a hug. "So no, I don't think differently of you."
"Thanks, Lucas..." You say, returning his hug. It was good to know he was accepting of this.
He chuckles as he breaks off the hug and gives you a cheeky grin. "So should we get going?"
"Right." You say with a nod and began moving towards the dark side of the hall, Lucas following your lead.
The light you created is bright, about as bright as a flashlight, illuminating everything around you and extending in front of you, the darkness receding from its presence and revealing the path forward. As the darkness faded in the presence of the light, you realize that the hall extended further than you originally thought. It was definitely longer than the hall you found Lucas in, maybe a good 50 feet in length.
"Wow. Nothing gonna sneak up on us in the dark with you around, Medea." Lucas remarks as the two of you walk down the hall.
Both you and Lucas traverse the length of the hall in a matter of moments. You notice that on the walls where missing stones; areas were torches were supposed to be, but were removed completely. That strikes you as odd, but you don't stop to examine in detail. Up ahead you see a turn to the right in the hall, and in the middle of the floor was a sword.
You and Lucas approach the sword, kneel down next to it to analyze it. It was a pretty big sword, you weren't sure what kind of sword it was but it was clearly something that would need both hands to wield properly. It was also pretty old and worn out, the blade was almost completely rusted, half the cross guard had broken off, and the leather on the grip was falling apart.
"Think this was making that grinding noise you were hearing?" Lucas asks as he lifts the blade, inspecting it.
"Maybe." You shrug. "But why is it just left right here?"
"Maybe whoever had it last was dragging it around but then they found the Infinity +1 rusted piece of crap sword and dropped this one like... like... Hm..." Lucas trails off as he grips the sword's hilt
"What?"
"I, uh... forgot where I was going with that joke..." He says sheepishly as he places the sword back down on the stone floor, chuckling nervously.
"I'm sure the punchline to that joke would be crass if you had remembered it." You say sarcastically. Lucas shrugs his shoulders and stands at his full height.
"Think you can use that?" You ask as you stand up.
"I could probably lift it, but don't expect me to swing it around like I'm the Highlander or something." He chuckles. "Eli would probably have an easily time swinging it around than me."
You nod in agreement. Eli is a pretty big guy, he probably has the strength needed to properly use it. At least compared to the rest of you, especially Danielle who currently has one usable arm last time you saw her.
"Let's get moving." You say, as you began to move again.
You round the corner of the hall and you note that the hall continues to stretch out in darkness... or should if it weren't for your light illuminating the surrounding area. The walls and floors of the halls were suddenly more wet and slick, the air smelling of mildew, and the distant sound of water dripping onto the stone floor echoing off the walls.
"Awfully wet here..." Lucas mutters as he looks round.
"Yeah, there was a cell that was like this when I woke up, though with a lot more mold." You say as you move carefully as to not slip on the wet ground. "It might be from rain seeping into the ground or we could be beneath a water source. Eli did say there was a lake in the forest, right?"
"Yeah," He nods. "I guess we'll have an idea of where we are when we get out of here. If, ya know, we are near the lake."
The two of you walk down the wet hall, and about midway down, to your left you see a door. The door is old, made of wood that was in the process of rotting thanks to the moisture in the hall, and the hinges were rusted and looked like they could be torn off the door frame with just enough force. Could be worth it to see what is behind it, but if there is nothing then you are just wasting time. Time that could mean life or death for one of your friends.
[ ] Open the door.
[ ] Keep moving down the hall.
[ ] Go back.
[ ] Cast a spell - Write in (Secondary action may be taken)
