“Why did you not attempt the climb yourself, since you know of it? Since you have the ability to cast magic beyond the tower’s restrictions, surely you are able to whip up a spell to convey you to the upper floors easily in all the time you were here.”
He laughs derisively. “What nonsense! Whip up a spell? You say it so lightly, winged one! As if it is easy to create a new magic with the snap of a finger! Even if I could, I am a frail old man as you can clearly see. Magic alone will not avail me against the tower’s defenses. Now, on to more pressing matters. I said you would need your full strength, and I will help you regain it.”
This is bad. Who is this old man? Just who is it we are helping to escape anyway? And how does he know about us, these "old gods" or speak our language? We really should have brought Rin, but I wasn't here to vote, so lemmingdex boned themselves again.
He cackles and claps his hands. “Excellent, excellent. Exactly what I would expect from a wonderful specimen of angelhood such as yourself. Now, search your thoughts. You will find a gift of goodwill there.”
Tentatively, you open your eyes. Now the scratches on the wall are just that, scratches, and nothing more, no matter how you crane your head and roll your eyes. But within your head, you have an impression of how they should look. It is a full plan of the tower. Doing as Faria asks, you quickly identify what he is talking about.
A secret passageway to the very top of the tower, the mysterious peak no one has ever succeeded in scaling. It is labeled as a ‘maintenance chute’, whatever that is. You can gain access to it from the outside of the tower, at a particular spot that no one would have thought to look.
“Erdrick! There you are! Hah, did you think you could get away from me? We swore an oath and you aren’t getting out of it that easily.
Oh, stuff it. No one is advertising anything in this CYOA. All of the credit is mine by right.However, should we somehow end up succeeding against all adds, I will (humbly) take the credit.
Methinks thou art being too much of a drama queen and confusing C and D in the process.So Lemmingdex is going to attack the ancient and mysterious wizard who is powerful enough to semi-mind-control the entire prison?
yep, I hadn't had any sleep.Methinks thou art being too much of a drama queen and confusing C and D in the process.
I really doubt this. While I think he probably does just need the blood, I think knowing our name is another component that might give him power over us. Why else would he be afraid to give his own name, unless he knew of some way a name could be used against someone? Plus, treave is not one to give us two choices that basically do the same thing.B > He'll realize. But he probably just needs the blood. Not the name. So B is like A, but it makes us look even more stupid.
I really doubt this. While I think he probably does just need the blood, I think knowing our name is another component that might give him power over us. Why else would he be afraid to give his own name, unless he knew of some way a name could be used against someone?