05-23-2009, 03:39 AM
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Location: at the end of days.
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Re: [Round 2] Between a Rock and a Hard Place - Wisp Quill vs Shadow Samus vs erinys
Just as Atropos crossed the threshold into the temple, a loud sound came from the area behind her and something cut off the sunlight that had previously been filling the room. Atropos would have turned around to see what exactly had happened, but she was too busy concentrating on her compass. With the natural lighting gone, she was relying on the light emanating from various torches and lanterns set throughout the vestibule to see the small guiding arrow.
As she walked in the direction of that little red arrow, not looking up to see where exactly she was going, Atropos smacked right into a brick wall. Surprised by the sudden collision she toppled over backwards, landing on her back. Getting up off the ground and crossing her legs in a seated position, she looked around. Behind her, a door (or rather a solid flat wall) had closed over the entryway. Torches hung from wrought iron sconces along the cold stone walls, and lanterns stood on various waist high pillars set throughout the room. All save one of the torches and lanterns were lit, despite the fact that no one had apparently been in the temple in ages, casting a flickering orange glare over the entire room.
A thick layer of sand and dust (but mostly sand) covered much of the marble tiled floor. It gathered up at the walls and pillars, and thinned out as it got further away from the entrance. The ceiling was lined in cobwebs, which grew thickest in the dark corners of the room. The wall in front of Atropos had a single torch hanging from it, the only one in the room which wasn't already lit aflame. The wall had two openings in it, one to either side of the torch. Atropos looked back at her compass, and then at her map, hoping either one would tell her which passageway to take. Neither one enlightened her any further, and she got up from the ground disappointedly.
"Heads to the left, tails to the right," Atropos said, flipping the compass into the air. It landed face down on the sandy floor. "Hmm...was that the heads side or the tails side?" Atropos wondered, realizing she hadn't decided that critical fact beforehand. Shrugging to herself, she grabbed the unlit torch off the wall and went to light it with one of the lit torches. However, as she pulled the torch from the sconce, an arrow flew out of the wall and struck her in the side. She let out a short yelp and dropped the torch.
"Oww...man, that hurts!" she said through a tightly clenched jaw. Taking a deep breath, she quickly pulled out the arrow and tossed it aside. "I do so hope it wasn't poisoned..." she said before bending over to recover her torch. She walked up to one of the burning torches on the wall, and held her cold torch up to it. It quickly took to flame, and taking one last look at the discarded arrow, Atropos headed down the passageway on the left. Only once she was well out of the vestibule did she remember that had she left her compass on the floor.
She stopped and looked back down the passage, thinking. "Oh well, it wasn't really that useful after all," Atropos finally decided, continuing without it.
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