Descent into Darkness

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As the characters arrive, they will find what appears to be a rather deep cavern. Upon entering, the caverns are quite narrow, with twists and turns everywhere and different tunnels that all seem to be interconnected. As characters travel deeper within the caverns, reality around them will start to warp, they will start to see and hear things that aren’t necessarily there - images of old enemies, past failures, voices of condemnation, visions that strike at the soul and core of the characters. Once this begins, it will only increase in power and volume, demanding it be confronted, lest they be trapped within these caves forever.

[OOC: This event will run for a week. All characters who enter the caves will be subject to some of their deepest fears, darkest demons, and most abject failures. To overcome them, characters must help each other out, finding their purpose through strength of character and resolve to move forward. In general, these visions should require characters to come to grips with themselves. Illusory images and voices can and will appear and can take any number of forms, depending on what is most appropriate to a character. Additionally, characters may thread with each other and are encouraged to help each other out to overcome these personal demons. For those who wish to take part, they are able and encouraged to narrate their own personal demons, which will be on display for everyone who enters their thread. IC threads may be made in this post.]

Comments

[thewindything]

[That's okay. John's been in plenty of fights. Waver also didn't know he paraded as a vigilante on the side. Sanctuary may have had a few visits from a masked blue blur but who can say. Still, he's able to see the incoming threat just fine and he does two things.]

[One: Pulls the hammer off of his back- the thing probably being as big as Waver himself and covered in lurid obnoxious colors. and Two: He steps in front of Waver and swings the hammer- not to make any contact no. The Hammer was flying typed and any non connecting swing just set a powerful blast of wind at the target instead.]

I'm already dead! You should probably think a little harder about your snappy one liners, dude.

[untalented]

Being a Ghost type doesn't mean you're dead, you idiot!

[Waver, already on edge, couldn't fight the words that came spilling out as he made to grab John's arm-- hoping to drag him away. Ghost type or not, John could till be hurt in a few ways.

But, the wind blast is effective enough to stay the attack . The blade diminished, as if it never were there to begin with. The shadow, similarly, began to fade.]

"So, is that's how it's going to be? Hmph. Pathetic."

[thewindything]

[Wow, pushy pushy. He is effectively pulled back. He grins when he sees the hit connect and then blinks when it starts to fade.]

Wow, really? You're the one fading out like a cheap magic trick.

[He looks at Waver with a frown.]

So, who is this guy?

[untalented]

He's one of the senior lecturers from the academy, [Waver intoned, his words ringing with more certainty than they had previously.] An Archmagus too, of the classical traditions.

....I slipped into the libraries at the academy a lot in the last couple of years, and he was one of the people I least wanted to meet. They say he's an impressive duelist.

[thewindything]

Huh.

[He frowns.]

Did he ever do something like what he was going to do to you just now?

[untalented]

No-- I've never seen him fight, either.

[He shook his head.]

Maybe that's part of why too. I don't like fighting.

[thewindything]

[He frowns a little, trying to figure out just what exactly happened just now.]

So the illusion fell apart as soon as it came to blows. You know, I've been meaning to ask you something.

[untalented]

[He glanced at the spoop uncertainly.]

What sort of question?