Discipline of Black Magic: A Jackal's Pact
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The Snake gives his order, "Dig!" The two ghuls turn to the tunnel's end and start to dig. The passage is blocked with a wall of broken blocks, filled with rocks and stones and dirt. The two undead creatures attack the wall clawing at it without tools and without feeling pain. They slowly begin to toss the rocks into the water. Time trickles by like so much sewer waste and still The Snake holds control of the Ghuls.
Today...
"There is danger in relying on prophecy, but there is more in fulfilling it."
- Enala The Lord Sun, the Usuper of Shilah, the Treader of the Heavens, the Watchful Eye has risen high and fast this morning. The heat of the Burning Sands is ever hot, but today promises to be more so than normal for those now stuck in the tunnels under the city. Many tales are woven into a single carpet on this day. A tale that was started years ago reaches a new chapter, and this scribe is happy to begin the telling of it.
For one week the ghuls have worked at digging the passage mostly uninterrupted. From time to time a new ghul will appear and The Snake will turn the power of his dark magics on them grabbing control of them or he turns his other ghuls on it attacking and fighting the enemy with the power of his risen dead. He has three ghuls controlled at all times, and Abdal remains under his control still. The amulet itself appears to have developed small stress fractures on it's surface as time passes, and its clear to the Jackal that it will not last forever like this.
Yesterday the tunnel finally broken open and the ghuls busted into a new passage and set of sewer tunnels. Having dropped all their debris into the water, it is mostly gone at this end of the tunnel. Rocks and blocks fill pool and make it a 'dry' area in the sewers for the most part. The tunnel beyond the wall is dry and musty, cob webs clog the corners of the tunnel. The passage opens up into a whole new section of sewer, but a large iron grate caps the tunnel stopping any travel beyond this point for now.
However above you is a thick and heavy wooden ceiling. The sound of camels above just barely can be heard. Those above must have no idea this ancient chamber lies here as no stairs or ladder remains to suggest its used as a basement or cellar anymore.
The Snake has reached his destination, and now the waiting begins...
Today...
"There is danger in relying on prophecy, but there is more in fulfilling it."
- Enala The Lord Sun, the Usuper of Shilah, the Treader of the Heavens, the Watchful Eye has risen high and fast this morning. The heat of the Burning Sands is ever hot, but today promises to be more so than normal for those now stuck in the tunnels under the city. Many tales are woven into a single carpet on this day. A tale that was started years ago reaches a new chapter, and this scribe is happy to begin the telling of it.
For one week the ghuls have worked at digging the passage mostly uninterrupted. From time to time a new ghul will appear and The Snake will turn the power of his dark magics on them grabbing control of them or he turns his other ghuls on it attacking and fighting the enemy with the power of his risen dead. He has three ghuls controlled at all times, and Abdal remains under his control still. The amulet itself appears to have developed small stress fractures on it's surface as time passes, and its clear to the Jackal that it will not last forever like this.
Yesterday the tunnel finally broken open and the ghuls busted into a new passage and set of sewer tunnels. Having dropped all their debris into the water, it is mostly gone at this end of the tunnel. Rocks and blocks fill pool and make it a 'dry' area in the sewers for the most part. The tunnel beyond the wall is dry and musty, cob webs clog the corners of the tunnel. The passage opens up into a whole new section of sewer, but a large iron grate caps the tunnel stopping any travel beyond this point for now.
However above you is a thick and heavy wooden ceiling. The sound of camels above just barely can be heard. Those above must have no idea this ancient chamber lies here as no stairs or ladder remains to suggest its used as a basement or cellar anymore.
The Snake has reached his destination, and now the waiting begins...
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
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"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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But since he at least has them for the moment, he investigates the large iron grate, contemplating whether or not to try to circumvent it at well. If nothing else, it would provide multiple escape passages, and perhaps confuse any persuers as well. To kill the time, he has his servants try to begin removing the grate. If it looks to be making too much of a commotion, or take far too much time, he'll stop. But until then, he might as well keep busy.
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
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The Snake is watching the amulet, checking it constantly, and as time passes he can see more and more stress fractures on it. They are tiny, and slow to appear, but he can gauge that by tomorrow morning it will shatter releasing the ghuls under his control, perhaps he might keep control of one of them, but even still it will be a deadly event, and so he hopes things are completed tonight.
He sets the ghuls to a task to keep them busy and to keep time moving forward. They attack the iron grate and try bending the bard but can't. They can however make some head way with the stone around it, that it is bolted to, so they go to breaking away mortar and rock. It is a long process, and The Snake would need a few more days to complete it, but with any luck they will break away one stone, and perhaps open up just enough room for him to squeeze through.
He sets the ghuls to a task to keep them busy and to keep time moving forward. They attack the iron grate and try bending the bard but can't. They can however make some head way with the stone around it, that it is bolted to, so they go to breaking away mortar and rock. It is a long process, and The Snake would need a few more days to complete it, but with any luck they will break away one stone, and perhaps open up just enough room for him to squeeze through.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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The Snake quickly realizes the futility of trying to completely remove the grating, and concentrates on just removing enough for him to slither through. He's a rather gaunt person, so that should not be as much of a bother than if some big grunt needed to pass by. A benefit of his many privations, it would seem. Once enough space has been created, he carefully goes exploring.
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
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The passage is ancient with stonework in bad shape after centuries of neglect. The design is also ancient and likely these tunnels were crafted in te first decade of the city's construction. The black unlit tunnel goes forward for about twenty yards and then forks in two directions.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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The unintentional explorer orders his minions to stay and guard, killing anything that isn't him. He dares not go more than a hundred yards away from them, lest his control slip, but for now he takes the chance to see what no other soul has seen in centuries, and explores the near reaches of the sewer system. He starts with the left branch, only going a short distance before doubling back and checking the other. If it looks to contain anything that merits exploration, he'll take the time to bring his ghuls.
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."
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The Snake explores down the left branch, ordering the ghuls to remain right at the iron grate and keep watch. He doesn't dare go too far lest his control slip on them. He wanders down the narrow stone path above the sewer water that fills the middle of the tunnel for a bit and stops gazing into the darkness. The tunnel appears to just keep going, a few minor side passages (really nothing more than 1 foot pipes) flow water into the area. So he turns around, going further might proove foolish at this hour.
As he's coming back it notices one of the arches holding up the roof is marked with a strange design. Someone has drawn on the arch's peek, in an unknown black substance a small star, surrounded by three dots that might be smaller stars. It appears this drawing is ancient, but not nearly as old as the stonework its been placed on.
As he's coming back it notices one of the arches holding up the roof is marked with a strange design. Someone has drawn on the arch's peek, in an unknown black substance a small star, surrounded by three dots that might be smaller stars. It appears this drawing is ancient, but not nearly as old as the stonework its been placed on.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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The Necromancer stops to examine this interesting artifact, running through his memory for any correlating information. Perhaps some ancient order, or sign? He hears no extra commotion from the main room, so takes extra time to examine the design and its surroundings. If necessary, he could always have the ghuls hoist him up for a better look. Although that would be a rather unsavory way to go about things.
Rule Number 12: "A soft answer turneth away wrath. Once wrath is looking the other way, shoot it in the head."