The Sword of Myr, again (Surraruthru)

[Iron Dragoon]

"Hmm... I imagine the skiff is representative of our will or hope... Shall we upgrade it? Perhaps a war galleon? No, the tentacles are likely something like a Kraken... A whaler's ship, with deck guns and harpoons to drag it to the surface?"

Surraruthru focuses on bringing the image into being, figuring this place will work off the same concept.

[Anastasia]

Nothing happens - except the tentacles breaking the ship apart.

"Fly!" Ebony calls, taking to the air along with the others.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru follows Kascha.

"A new trick then... Something to do with the images... I wonder if we can pull something from the images to battle the monster..."

Surraruthru tries to spot something in the images that could match the monster.

[Anastasia]

Nothing happens as the four of you take to the air, the skiff pulled beneath the image waves.

"I don't think this is the same trap," Sylvie says tensely, "Our previous tricks won't work. We need to figure out this one and a way to move on."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Well, we've got an ocean, a monster, and images. The images didn't do anything, and trying to change the ship didn't do anything. Secretus specializes in misdirection... Could the monster be guarding a specific image?"

[Anastasia]

"Are you saying we should go down into those images?" Kascha says, peering down carefully as the tentacles sink away with the remnants of your skiff.

"That or fly around," Sylvie says, "We're not long on options here."

[Iron Dragoon]

"No, we're not. If anyone else has ideas, I'm open. I'm not sure what'll happen when we hit the images, though. I imagine it'll be some sort of flood of memories or the like, meant to distract us from finding whatever is down there."

[Anastasia]

"Down deeper into damnation," Ebony says, hood drawn up as she looks down, wings keeping her aloft. "Closer to Secretus."

"I think it's the best idea," Kascha says hesitantly, "We're all prepared for it and our minds are warded?"

A chorus of yeses follow after that.

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru nods and folds his wings in, diving down towards the center of the monster like a hunting hawk.

[Anastasia]

You mean the ocean of images, I presume?

[Iron Dragoon]

Yeah. At least, that's what I thought everyone else agreed with, unless I'm missing something?

[Anastasia]

Alright.

All you plunge down into the images.

You are bombarded. Your mind is overwhelmed - or would be, if not for your mind blank spell. Tens of millions of memories try to break your mind, each one from a different person. You resist and begin to plunge down further, the others with you.

In the back of your mind you hear, 'Welcome,' A rustling voice, like cloth over cloth, is heard in your minds. 'These memories shall be where you rest now and forever.'

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru ignores the voice, focusing on finding what he's here for, looking for the key to finally finding Secretus.

[Anastasia]

There is a sea of discordant, overwhelming images all around you. How do you go about trying to find what you look for?

[Iron Dragoon]

Surraruthru tries to focus on what he knows of Secretus, focusing on his knowledge and memories of him, trying to bring forth a guiding feeling or mental image to work towards.