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Who: Everyone
When: Day 5, bright and early in the morning
Where: Labyrinth!
What: A daring labyrinth

[you somehow land into this labyrinth with a hard thud, sending clouds of dust flying everywhere. what you're in now is a stone room that has a flickering torch placed on each wall. it smells a bit dingy in here, like what one might picture an actual labyrinth or dungeon to smell like.

there doesn't actually seem to be much worth investigating in this room, aside from a sign and three old, wooden doors before you. the sign reads:

"If you risk it all, you gain it all. If you risk nothing, you gain nothing."

somehow, very inexplicably so, you get the strange sense that the riskier you play, the better the prize.]

(( RULES — PRE-MINGLE — WHICH DOOR DO YOU CHOOSE? — POST-MINGLE — TREASURE ))

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Eeny meeny miney moe, catch a tiger by the toe...

[LEFT]

[the door creaks loudly, opening to a hot room where someone inside is crying, screaming. the door quickly shuts behind you.

five feet before you is an enormous magma pit—the obvious source of this heat—bubbling and spewing small flames. there's a bassinet—presumably the source of the cries—dangling above this magma pit, from a rope that is slowly, but surely, fraying. however, this very rope is tied to a lever of sorts attached to the ceiling, one that surely would activate if it were tugged... but what would happen then?

there is no exit, aside from the way you came in which is surely locked by now. not only that, but it might unnerve you to find that the floor tiles constantly clatter and shift beneath your feet, as if someone laid them and never sealed them in place.

and though the room is lit and heated by this magma pit, there is also needless torch that sticks out much further than it should on one wall of the room.]

Lava—!?

[ACTION FIRST, THINKING LATER casting with his Hailstorm Rod at the magma pit, plz be useful labyrinth treasure]

[you cast a nasty hailstorm, just as prescribed, and the balls of hail spaloosh into the magma pit, creating big splashes that don't endanger the bassinet, but might land on you. furthermore, the bit of lighting that came with the hailstorm unexpectedly rattles the bassinet, making the baby cry with piercing screams unlike before

ON THE PLUS SIDE: the magma has since calmed down and is no longer spewing fire or bubbling quite as dangerously as before; it's still a pit of hot magma, but now it's rather tame.]

Edited 2015-09-21 21:24 (UTC)

[wipes magma splashes off himself with his cape and discards it, not really pausing over the burns]

[summoning two spells back-to-back: chains to wrap around the bassinet and keep it up, and a floating spell to go to it]

Edited 2015-09-22 00:06 (UTC)

[the bassinet is safely lifted; however, it's still bound to the ceiling by the fraying rope, which is by now much weaker and half the width that it was before.]

[floating over to look into the bassinet]

[it is indeed a crying baby

i mean, the baby is green with leaves for ears, but

it's a real live baby]

[BABY]

[picks up the baby]

Hi, there~

[the baby, in realization that it is NO LONGER ALONE, coos and reaches out for your face with its webbed fingers]

[floats back to the floor]

What are you doing in a place like this, cutie?

[the baby coos some more]

[and at this point, the bassinet collapses into the magma, suddenly spewing a large bubble of the stuff straight up]

[casts a shielding spell, turning his back on the pit to shield the baby, just in case]

Really no place for a baby, tsk.

[you're safe! in an odd twist, the flames abruptly surround you—without touching you—like a giant tunnel; below, where the magma previously settled in its pit, is a dark tunnel leading downwards]

Huh...

[well ok, going into the tunnel]

[it's dark in this tunnel; the baby is sniffling as though it wants to cry

the room you wind up in is very dim; the light source is unclear. there's a large door on the opposite wall of this room from where you now stand, thought it looks like it has a lock. there's a large stand that resembles a podium in the middle of this room, surrounded by people wearing black cloaks who are presumably in silent prayer. these cloak-wearing folk remain perfectly still, unaware of your presence.]

[rocks the baby shhh shhhh, shuffling around the edge of the room towards the door]

[suddenly a gruff voice calls out:

"Place the sacrifice."

each cloaked figure turns to face you with unseen faces]

Do you want today's paycheck?

[the owner of the voice takes a raspy breath—perhaps they're old

"Your insolence will be punished if you do not place the sacrifice."

all eyes are still on you]

I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about.

[the one cloaked figure draws closer to you.

"Do you know what will happen if you fail to comply to our god? This affects not us... but you, as well, you fool."]

One step closer to me, and I'll put you on that podium.

No, I don't know. Calling someone a fool when nothing's been explained to them is the weakest kind of insult.

[there's murmuring amongst the crowd—the figure comes to a stop, hesitating.

"That infant you carry will endanger us by the time it's full-grown. It's for the best that we remove it quickly."]

That won't be a problem. I'm taking them home with me.

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