Wizard rythym

[Anastasia]

The door does not open, in spite of all signs that it should.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Hmm... Ideas?"

Alyssa inspects it for locks or any magic that might hold it.

[Anastasia]

No locks and amazingly, still no magic when you're sure it's blocked.

"We're in an unknown area with an unknown building," Jarem summarizes quickly, "We're playing with fire because we know nothing."

"We could try force?" Emily says, "But if something's in there it'll mean a fight, but on the other hand, anything in there probably deserves holy justice." She readies her blade, "I doubt a hero retired here."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Hmm... What about Ethereal?"

[Anastasia]

A flicker of magic and Emily tries, but she doesn't enter. "Blocked," she says immediately.

I am what lies in life and runs in death. In my birth I fly, yet my home is below.

[Iron Dragoon]

Uhhhhhhh......

"Snow? Lies on the ground, runs as water, flies in the air.... Don't know about the home? Unless it's referencing this place being below the ice?"

[Anastasia]

"It's snow," Jarem agrees, "It's an old one, but it's not a bad idiot test if the answer isn't known."

Indeed, once you say that the doors creak open, ajar now.

[Iron Dragoon]

I figured with the ice and the RL snow that might be it. Didn't get the home below, though? Perma-frost?

Alyssa heads in!

[Anastasia]

You step in - and before you can, the doors open wide. The way is blocked by a massive, impassive golem of pure ice, larger than a few Hannas. It imperiously looks down before in an ice cold voice, "Explain yourself, trespassers. Who are you to invade a private sanctuary, godlings?"

Jarem shifts himself, "You answered your own question. We're Gods, we do as we see fit. You fancy yourself powerful to talk down to us when you know what we are?"

"Which means," Dolmaya goes on, "Whatever deity you serve or are, we've just found something private?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa whaps Jarem in the shoulder, "You'd have the same response if someone came knocking on our gates."

Alyssa turns to the golem, "We're explorers. Travelers. I strive to know the unknown. We got hints that something might be below the ice and endeavored to discover what. Once we revealed this place, nothing about it matched anything I've ever seen or any lore, which only made me more excited.

I am Alyssa Songsteel, The Eternal Academic, and Scholar of the Forge. I search beyond the Horizon to find what is and what might be. Might I have the courtesy of your name and what this place might be?"

[Anastasia]

Give me Diplomacy here, -8.

[Iron Dragoon]

Diplo/Cunning Knowledge/-8:

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+93 : 11 + 93, total 104[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

In a cold voice, "You tread on the domain of the Lord of the Eighth."

"Mephisto," Emily's voice is even, "Lord of the Nine and master of Cania, the Eighth Hell. You're away from home."

"Leave now or perish," The voice is icy cold.

[Iron Dragoon]

I assume Alyssa would know about this guy, but how much?

[Anastasia]

K:P.