02-21-2007, 04:03 PM
OOC: Every plot has a twist.
After a brief Sojourn through several turns and hallways, Robert happened upon a doorway, tightening his grip on his sword, his charged through only to find, seemingly... nothing. Nothing save for the Eight Pointed Star of Chaos carved into the wall directly in front of him and on each of the four cardinal points, was a circular indentation. On the floor below, were four stone disks, each bearing a symbol of one of the four Chaos Gods. Robert could only stand and ponder the puzzle.
Walking up to the design on the wall, he examined the design, the north point was jagged like a spearhead, the south point was twisted, looking more like a flame, the east point looked worn, decayed and beaten, and the west point seemed pristine, beautiful, ornate and elegant. It took only a matter of moments for Robert to figure out which disk fit in each indentation. The north point belonged to Khorne, God of war, rage, and bloodshed, the south point belonged to Tzeentch, God of Sorcery, intrigue, and change, east went to Nurgle, God of Decay, despair, and disease, and west went to Slaanesh, God of excess, beauty, and self indulgence.
Once completed, the wall simply faded away, revealing another room. In the center was an open tomb, its lid slid off apparently from the inside. It then hit Robert as to exactly what this was,
"The Tomb of Morkar."
From the looks of it, the reanimated bones and armor had already left, but what wargear was on those bones was not promised to the Everchosen. Looking to his right, Robert could see what wargear Morkar had prized in life, a suit of baroque armor lay unassembled on a table, and a two-handed sword stood collecting dust right next to it. Robert was happy, for he had acquired another treasure of Chaos. Tossing his scimitar down, Robert went to don his birthright.
As this was happening, Frea could see the armor on the ground at her feet cumble into the same dust as the mummy she had so soundly defeated moments ago.
Placing the helm on his head, Robert wished he could see himself in the mirror, now all that remained was the steed and the helm. He would need to find a replacement for the Slayer of Kings, but that can wait until the other treasures had been secured.
OOC: I really don't think the Chaos Gods would make the armor so easy to attain from so easily defeated a guardian. By the way
Here's what Robert now looks like with the armor on with his new sword as well The picture came from the Warhammer Online website, can't wait for that game!
After a brief Sojourn through several turns and hallways, Robert happened upon a doorway, tightening his grip on his sword, his charged through only to find, seemingly... nothing. Nothing save for the Eight Pointed Star of Chaos carved into the wall directly in front of him and on each of the four cardinal points, was a circular indentation. On the floor below, were four stone disks, each bearing a symbol of one of the four Chaos Gods. Robert could only stand and ponder the puzzle.
Walking up to the design on the wall, he examined the design, the north point was jagged like a spearhead, the south point was twisted, looking more like a flame, the east point looked worn, decayed and beaten, and the west point seemed pristine, beautiful, ornate and elegant. It took only a matter of moments for Robert to figure out which disk fit in each indentation. The north point belonged to Khorne, God of war, rage, and bloodshed, the south point belonged to Tzeentch, God of Sorcery, intrigue, and change, east went to Nurgle, God of Decay, despair, and disease, and west went to Slaanesh, God of excess, beauty, and self indulgence.
Once completed, the wall simply faded away, revealing another room. In the center was an open tomb, its lid slid off apparently from the inside. It then hit Robert as to exactly what this was,
"The Tomb of Morkar."
From the looks of it, the reanimated bones and armor had already left, but what wargear was on those bones was not promised to the Everchosen. Looking to his right, Robert could see what wargear Morkar had prized in life, a suit of baroque armor lay unassembled on a table, and a two-handed sword stood collecting dust right next to it. Robert was happy, for he had acquired another treasure of Chaos. Tossing his scimitar down, Robert went to don his birthright.
As this was happening, Frea could see the armor on the ground at her feet cumble into the same dust as the mummy she had so soundly defeated moments ago.
Placing the helm on his head, Robert wished he could see himself in the mirror, now all that remained was the steed and the helm. He would need to find a replacement for the Slayer of Kings, but that can wait until the other treasures had been secured.
OOC: I really don't think the Chaos Gods would make the armor so easy to attain from so easily defeated a guardian. By the way
Here's what Robert now looks like with the armor on with his new sword as well The picture came from the Warhammer Online website, can't wait for that game!