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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2018 7:15 pm
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The creaking, perpetual dissonance of the mansion filled the Trophy Room. It feels practically alpine from the ghastly chill in the air and the ocean breeze flitting through the gaping hive. The flapping of the ragged tarps up above cast shifting patterns across the small group of trolls huddled inside. It's hard to hear subtle sounds above the waves crashing, and the hive crying out from its architectural distress. But finally, a promising sound echoes from the floor.
Deep rumblings slowly track from the outside of the room, to its center. Floorboards - or what's left of them - vibrate in turn as a force unknown makes its way, at last reaching the circle. Suddenly, there was a banging on the floor. Soft, at first, like a guest at the door. Then the banging increased. Hiking up in tempo, and in ferocity, until the sound was accompanied by a tortured yell and a thundercrack.
With a flash of lightning over the ocean, the sound is silenced. In its place, the block shakes violently.
Glamis' voice suddenly breaks through over the radio. "Is everything okay in there? Just picked up a massive spike of energy. I need to recalibrate; hold on."
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2018 11:53 am
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Banging, banging, banging. Rising fear. Possibly losing control over the situation, though Mera questioned if there was any control to begin with. It was a struggle just to keep her footing.
Among the alarm, she had to stay calm. Somehow. With all the noise and the unbalance, she was having a hard time.
"I'm not sure!" Mera called, at a volume that did its best to be heard, though it was unclear if it was to Glamis, Kerras, or both. Still, she edged closer to the scared child, though her gaze was mostly on their stressing surroundings.
And that screaming... "Helmsman Ioyana?" she asked of the room. "Are you there? We're here to help you, those of us who can, now, but couldn't in the past... And I personally know your crew." She had Malory's ring, after all. "Please let us know if we can assist!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2018 3:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 11:55 am
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Lorata had been just behind Elidae as she waited for the seance to get underway, her only response to whether or not it would be dangerous an absent-minded nod of agreement towards the probably not. She'd seen a lot of blood as the groups had been reforming to move back into things, and she was anxious to get through this safely and see how much damage had been done. And exactly who all it had been done to.
When the floor shuddered, she stumbled off step, grabbing Elidae's arm to try and steady herself. She gave the yellowblood a brief smile, hoping to pass it off as having been trying to steady her just in case instead, then turned to frown at the circle. Glamis's voice was coming through loud and clear, but she was puzzled.
"Tell him what we heard and ask if we should consider following the readings into the other outgrowths," she ordered with a nod to Hemera, eyes skimming the rest of the room. Hallucinations, hallucinations. "Anyone see anything else? Anything at all? Say so as soon as you do." She shook her head in confusion, voice quieting. "What are you doing, Mr. Ioyana?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 5:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 5:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 5:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2018 5:50 pm
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