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.]

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[morituri_nolumus_mori]

"Right. Thank the, er, wossname." He seems to consider something, and finally caves. Yuuna might know. She's been in Union for a while, right? Rincewind, with a stick, draws occult symbols of dead languages in the sand. Without looking up, he begins.

"About that, this whole Union thing, what's so special about it that makes everyone here think it's safe?"

[rainsrespite]

She was born there, so.

"Honestly? It's the walls. They've stood for five hundred years. And until a little over a year ago? We didn't ever leave them, really. Couple that with the fact that we've got a forest surrounding us, skilled trackers and trainers, and Enlightened? we're about as safe as anyplace else."

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

"Must be old then, the walls." As if the observation alone was enough to stand the test of time. He doodles another symbol. "Time, as a siege weapon, would be dreadful. An' five hundred years of it, well ..." Doodle. Doodle. "I wouldn't put much faith in your walls if I were you."

[rainsrespite]

"Rincewind. They're rebuilt and repaired in sections and have been regularly for the last few centuries. You really don't need to be so worried about that. But I have faith in the people, really. It's not like I've been let down yet."

[morituri_nolumus_mori]

'Yet' teeters on the tip of his tongue. Fine, so she'd remain strangely optimistic. Who was he to be a wet-blanket? Rincewind sighs and swallows the despairing word down with the sad, dejected look of a moping dog. Let her hope. He'll pray nothing gets dashed anytime soon.

A lot of good it'll do though ...

[rainsrespite]

She would. She's got a lot of faith, only moreso after meeting the literal founder of it.

"Let's...get out of here. Before anything else crazy happens."