A Trip to the Tower...?

[Dracos]

'Y.yess..." He nodded, calming a bit..."But there always around..watching, hundreds...thousands...."

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Well, y'know what I can do, right? I've faced down lots of things, and I'll make sure that they don't get you, alright?"

[Dracos]

He reached forward with strangely strong hands, grabbing hold of Jan by the shoulders as his wild eyes came near to Jan's face.  "They'll grab ya.  They'll rip your soul out of your body before you know what happened.  You'll fall and then they'll rip you to pieces....blood...everywhere."

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Please, try and tell us as much as you can. Innocent people may die if we leave that Tower as is." Jan grabbed hold of the raving man's hands to calm him down as he looked at Farnham's eyes steadily.

[Dracos]

"Ohnonono...that thing...keeps things in...and keeps things out.  It didn't want us.  Said wasn't time...we weren't welcome.  Steel moving and twisting about...like a face!"

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

Jan frowned. "So it was protecting us? What did it specifically say?"

[Dracos]

"say...say..sya...not the time...sign not there...none may enter none may enter....but we, found a window we did!"

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Is it sealed away now? If so, we should go take care of it." Jan continued to try and reassure the former explorer.

[Dracos]

"NO~...Go..bad place.  Don't go there.  Once inside...never go...never back."

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Don't worry, we won't go there." Jan soothed the traumatized explorer, "The Tower will be left alone, but did anything get out when you got out?"

[Dracos]

"Nothing, left...horrible screams, everyone screaming...all over..."

Dracos

[Olvelsper]

"Okay. Thank you for the help, but I have one last question for you, Farnham. Why did you go there with the others in the first place?"

[Dracos]

"There...there...why?  Because...it'd never been done..never, never...all dead..."

Dracos

[Shukuen]

"Hey, hey, it's all right. You're not there any more," Leets said reassuringly, pushing an cooling bowl of soup towards the old man to placate him.

[Carthrat]

After making sure her gear was in order, Mei-Ling couldn't help but notice the old man that Jan had brought in with him.

Dressed in those robes (and the hat) as he was, it was all too easy for her to pin him as a western-style mage; a magi who used a form of magic that was both intriguing.. and repelling to her.

It couldn't hurt to see if he was for real.

"Hi, there," she greets, taking a seat near him. "What brings you to New Brunswick?"