"We think we have the solution." Kataramene states then looks at Polytropos and then away a little. "There are plenty I can think of, in truth I'm not sure we've seen the worst yet." She pulled at her hair, loosening a ribbon, and then straightening the ever present comb. "We're also running out of supplies fast, so I hope that red crystal is found quicker still."
She moved a little closer and appeared to be tying something to his wrist, then loosing with a satisfied nod. "See if this works."
Heroes of the Peloponnese Game Thread #3
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Hey all. Just found out I will be traveling out of town on Saturday, September 6. There will be no game session that day.
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It was all mind tricks and that was rather fortunate. They had retrieved the needed gems and solved the riddles. There was no more discharge from the altar and the gate opened. In a large rectangular room were standing quite a number of foes, some of the left, some on the right and some in the centre. It was not clear what the best move was at that point, a retreat? A charge forward? Andreas did not want to wait to be caught in a deluge of spells he decided to rush and attempt to crush Lethe before she could unleash her more potent destructive spells. Chaos ensued. Lethe tried to escape and he had to chase her all over the place. Eventually she stopped running and used a tricky spell. Andreas lost control, he could not fight, run or call for help and now she was beating him. The situation was not better in the nearby large chamber. They were many bodies on the ground, friends and foes. The bitter end was near.
He woke up at the campsite unsure of what had happened earlier, was it just a nightmare? A mind trick of some sort? He did not have time to ask as the others were already moving towards the large chamber. There she was, Lethe, the immortal spirit of forgetfulness and oblivion. She was alone this time and strangely claimed that she had been defeated. Andreas looked at the others puzzled...
He woke up at the campsite unsure of what had happened earlier, was it just a nightmare? A mind trick of some sort? He did not have time to ask as the others were already moving towards the large chamber. There she was, Lethe, the immortal spirit of forgetfulness and oblivion. She was alone this time and strangely claimed that she had been defeated. Andreas looked at the others puzzled...
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"So we're done," Polytropos complained. "We did it. We faced monsters of a kind most daren't even talk about. And usually, we did alright. Even the last one was... defeated because we went there, which is kind of the same thing as defeating her ourselves." He hung his head, marching along. "And there's nothing. No moment of glory. Nothing the bards'll get to sing about, no triumphant homecoming. I know so few of the stories end that way, but I honestly thought ours would, you know? I actually thought... ours would..."
He looks troubled. "And as for Lethe, I don't know what's worse," he admits, moving to stand beside Kataramene as if seeking support. "To come to an end heavy with tragedy that all will remember it... or to come to an end that no-one will remember."
He looks troubled. "And as for Lethe, I don't know what's worse," he admits, moving to stand beside Kataramene as if seeking support. "To come to an end heavy with tragedy that all will remember it... or to come to an end that no-one will remember."
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Eventually, the group managed to find the final gem and move on deeper into the maze. Bigger, meaner, shadows seemed to appear out of the darkness, slowly wearing the heroes down. Paralyzed by their dark magics Leonaidas felt his life melt away... and then... thanks to his ring, he slowly came to and stumbled away from the battle till he found a safe corner to patch himself up. By the time he returned, several members lay motionless on the floor, one or two battled on, and the others he didn't see. He attempted to work his way to the fallen and restore them with the rod he carried for such an emergency, but he was noticed and attacked. He dodged deftly round columns and pillars evading the angry looking woman, but suddenly all went dark. He awoke to find himself with all the others and apparently no worse for the wear. Seems they had managed to win afterall; it was a shame he missed it, would make it a little more difficult to compose the epic verse later.
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Eleni walked along in silence for a few moments.
"Maybe her threat was an empty one," she said eventually. "Maybe not. But that is not what is most important. The minotaur cult no longer terrorizes Minoa. The living dead no longer threaten to destroy Ra-Kedet. The invasion of the Immortal King was halted, before it could truly begin. Heracles was freed, Achlys slain and the Scions returned to their prison. All because we made those things happen. Even if no one remembers us for it, we've changed the world a dozen times over. For the better."
"Maybe her threat was an empty one," she said eventually. "Maybe not. But that is not what is most important. The minotaur cult no longer terrorizes Minoa. The living dead no longer threaten to destroy Ra-Kedet. The invasion of the Immortal King was halted, before it could truly begin. Heracles was freed, Achlys slain and the Scions returned to their prison. All because we made those things happen. Even if no one remembers us for it, we've changed the world a dozen times over. For the better."
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Zokos swam strongly through the beautiful Aegean waters, sunlight sparkling on small waves around him! He delighted in the opportunity to spend time in the sea, but he had been too long on land, and his efforts clearly were not resulting in the speed he expected. Pausing and treading water, he turned toward shore, but the air was thick with fog and he could not see any of his friends... where had everyone gone? Where was the shore? He spun about, looking for anything, and spied a large piece of timber as if from a wrecked ship! Heart racing, he sat up in bed, clutching in front of him for the non-existent flotsam... a dream. Another dream. Zokos had been having difficulty sleeping ever since returning from the swamp, with nightmares the most often cause. Saying a brief prayer to Poseidon for safe voyages, he turned over and tried to go back to sleep.
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Kataramene slipped an arm around Pol and walked by his side. "I don't know any more," she said after a while. "I am no longer certain it's better to be heroes and have everyone remember us than to have a life we enjoy, but one thing is for certain." She looked up at the man by her side. "We have tried. We have written our names large and made a difference."
"We've walked in the company of gods and driven demons from this mortal world and beyond. We've done what we could to defend and protect, and to make a mark." The was a slight pause. "Not always with the outcomes we intended," the woman gave a wry smile. "But we have made a difference."
"We could have sat and picked olives for the rest of our days, but we didn't. And whatever happens, I believe if you never try you can never win. In the end, the only thing worse than to have done the wrong thing would have been to do nothing at all."
"We've walked in the company of gods and driven demons from this mortal world and beyond. We've done what we could to defend and protect, and to make a mark." The was a slight pause. "Not always with the outcomes we intended," the woman gave a wry smile. "But we have made a difference."
"We could have sat and picked olives for the rest of our days, but we didn't. And whatever happens, I believe if you never try you can never win. In the end, the only thing worse than to have done the wrong thing would have been to do nothing at all."