[Darkness]

A wind blowed through Aenoria on a seemingly normal day. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, except the wind seemed to be coming from several directions at once. No one noticed this at first, but as the wind began to strengthen, there were very few who didn't. Most thought they were only imagining it, but only because they were only in one part of the city at once -- for the truth was, the wind was blowing towards the direct center of the city; an averagely sized blank area, one that would possibly be called a large 'clearing' in a forest, the ground of which was hard, dry, and cracked. It was only those nearest the center who could really tell that the strange wind was real.

The wind began to strengthen, and strange shaped pebbles, rocks, and even boulders began to skitter and slide along the ground towards the center of the town, almost not as if they were being blown along flat ground but that suddenly the ground was diagonal and they were sliding down a slope. Many of these rocks came from inside the city, but several, many of these were the larger ones, came from outside of the town, some from even miles away. They seemed to be pulled by a strange force, and not even the city's walls stopped them. Large holes were left in the wall as they crashed through. And rocks from the ground of the city and outside of it were not the only places pieces came from. Large sections of buildings were suddenly pulled away, sometimes resulting in the building collapsing and falling to the ground.

Suddenly a strange bar of light shone down from the sky into the middle of the courtyard in the center of the city. The assortedly sized rocks, which had all collided and stopped moving in the middle of the clearing, began to move, and flew up into the sky. Rocks began forming a structure, a tower that hovered far above even most of the floating towers of Aenoria. The rocks finally finished their construction, every piece fitting perfectly, until only the cracks remained. A light suddenly flashed through the cracks, and when it dimmed, they were all solid rocks. In fact, the whole tower looked like it had been carved out of one humongous rock.

The architecture of the building was ancient, and not even the oldest of the city could recall a time when it had been used. All of the people who actually lived in the city were sure that it was a tower that had existed hundreds of years ago, and for some reason had just rebuilt itself.

The tower was so high up in the air that only one building was even near tall enough or remotely close enough to be possible used as a means to gain access to the tower. This building was a recently built tower created by none other than the adventurer Neraphym. The very highest level of this tower was about a bow's shot away from the very lowest window of the new tower. Though how to get there was a different story...

[Neraphym]

Antares, Neraphym's cosmic elemental, approaches the lowest window holding a long length of rope. Antares blasts open the window and secures the line to one of the pillars. Neraphym secures the other end of the rope to the tower, and begins climbing the rope. At last, Neraphym reaches the Tower of Labyrinths.

"Wow, this place is... nice. HELLO!!!!! IS ANYBODY HOME?!?!?!"

[Snowy]

Rhesal, being quite limber, wraps his legs around the rope and then reaches up with his hands to grab it. He climps hand over hand to the near end of the rope. He looked down and started to get dizzy. The window was about 4 feet away.

This post has been edited by Mordred Deschain: 26 July 2006 - 11:57 PM

[Darkness]

The elemental secures the rope to a pillar just within the window of the Tower, but just as Neraphym is about to reach the window and Rhesal has gotten on to the rope and begun climbing, Neraphym notices something odd. The pillar inside the room apparently had disappeared. In fact, the end of the rope seems to be sliding out of the window. Neraphym's last view of the room before the rope fell was of the walls and floor seeming to shift, so that the room seemed very different, and then the window closed and became a solid wall. Neraphym also noticed that he could not sense the presence of his elemental. Was it somehow destroyed...?

Neither of the two had time to think of what had just happened, for the predicament they were now in required their full attention. The rope hung out of the top window of Neraphym's tower, and Rhesal and Neraphym swung downwards at an alarming speed towards the tower's wall. As Neraphym rams into the side of his tower, he manages to hang on with his hands but, having ended up upside down when the rope fell, he lost his hold with his legs and fell back to normal, with his feet dangling and his hands slipping down the rope towards the end, which was only a few feet down. As his hands slipped, his gauntlets began to tear and, as soon as the gauntlets' palms were torn to pieces, Neraphym's palms became red and raw from the friction. As a result, he can not wield a weapon until his hands are healed, his gauntlets no longer provide extra protection, and he also took 100 damage.

Rhesal seemed to be luckier than Neraphym. Whether by some sort of luck, or perhaps by intervention of some god, he managed to hang on tight. Though this also meant he was still upside down. He was, however, very close to the window on Neraphym's tower that the rope was coming from.

Just as the two thought that they were safe, Rhesal notices that the rope is beginning to tear, probably because of the sudden weight put on it when the two ran into the wall. Before anything can be done, it snaps, and the two are sent plummeting downwards. Because of the great height and distance to the ground, there was at least 15 seconds in which they fell. This was not much time at all, but perhaps something could be done.

[Snowy]

Rhesal was falling. He head was throbbing from the hit he took when the rope swung into the wall. Rhesal, being dressed in full armor, fell faster than Neraphym. He was next to Neraphym in a milisecond. He grabbed Neraphym's hand and unsheathed his sword. He tried to hold the sword in one hand and tried to jam into te cracks of Neraphym's tower at the same time.

[Neraphym]

Neraphym was grasping on to Rhesal tightly with his left hand. Rhesal sword isn't stopping the two of them, it it slows them down a great deal. Neraphym charges up his ring of conversion and blasts a hole in the side of his tower a few meters below him. A wooden support beam crumbles outward and Neraphym falls onto the beam, stopping him. Rhesal comes down to his side, but Neraphym is still holding on tightly. With every last bit of his strength, Neraphym pulls Rhesal up to the opening.


Neraphym: 9700/9800

Neraphym's Tower: 4400/5000

[Darkness]

Rhesal's attempt to save the pair by trying to get his sword in a crack didn't exactly save them, but it did slow them down quite a bit. At least enough that they didn't get seriously injured simply from the impact when they landed on the wooden beam. The sword attempt also seemed to slow them down enough to not destroy the beam when they landed as well. The two would then be able to walk across the precariously leaning support beam, through the hole, and into the tower.

Though they would have been about to do this, something caught both their eyes. A small piece of paper that was smooth and firm and reminded them enormously of the grand Tower above them fluttered down. It was about level with their eyes when they noticed it, and it continued its slow trek towards the ground as they watched. They noticed black, clean lines on it as it turned one way, which they both decided in their mind to be writing. Now, there were a few things they could do. They could reach out and grab it while risking falling off of the beam, as well as chancing the beam cracking as well, or they could let it flicker past and possibly never see it again, among several other things.

OOC: Remember that your options aren't limited to those, those are just a few I listed

[Snowy]

Rhesal saw the paper and greed glintedi n his eyes. "We need that!" Rhesal wrapped the remaining rope from their makeshift bridge around his waist. "Grab that and hold on tight whatever you do." Rhesal didn't give Neraphym a chance to answer. He ran out the window and dived into the sky. Rhesal was flying through the air. He could see the paper. His hand snatched at it.

[Neraphym]

Neraphym cant believe what is happening. He stands there in shock as Rhesal jumps after the paper. Recovering quickly, Neraphym wraps the rope around his good arm's wrist and holds it tightly. He braces himself for a sudden tug.

[Darkness]

Amazingly, Neraphym is able to withstand Rhesal's weight and not be pulled over with him. The rope doesn't snap at the sudden force pulled against it either, and both of the two survive. Rhesal also manages to catch the paper in his hand as he flies by. Now the only problem is managing to get Rhesal all the way back up to the tower, or getting him down to the ground.

[Neraphym]

Neraphym, jolted by the sudden stopping on Rhesal on the rope, recovers. Neraphym decides to create a wind elemental. He begins casting the summoning spell.

-> Wind Elemental (200): EC=50; Effect = Summons one Wind Elemental (HP = 75; DP = 15 per attack): Summons an elemental of wind to fight for you at any time.

[Neraphym]

- Wind Elemental (200): EC=50; Effect = Summons one Wind Elemental (HP = 75; DP = 15 per attack): Summons an elemental of wind to fight for you at any time.

The Summoning is complete. Neraphym commands the wind elemental
(Fred) to go save Rhesal. Fred gets underneath Rhesal and slowly lowers him to the ground as Neraphym lets go of the rope. Once Rhesal is on the ground, Neraphym rushes down to meet him.

[Snowy]

Rhesal pulls his sword out of the ground and waves the paper in front of Neraphym. "I got it!"

[Neraphym]

Neraphym notices his Staff of Domination lying nearby. He asks Fred to retrieve it for him. Neraphym gets the staff strapped on his back. He then procedes to go over to Rhesal. He baps him on the head.

"Don't ever do that again. That piece of paper isn't worth your life... or mine for that matter."

[Snowy]

"Listen here . I didn't risk a thing. If the rope didn't hold I would have transformed into a sparrow with the paper in my mouth. So I would be able to carry the piece of paper in my beak to the nearest skyport."