Felix of Vale

Technically, they will move themselves, and it would be quite hard to get over or between the pyramids to where they are. But they won't move themselves without the people in the room also moving.

Felix is proceeding slowly, making use of the fact that the pyramids are arranged differently on the two sides, and that they block the blocks from moving, in order to steer his block around pits and other pyramids. He does have to backtrack a few times, but he's definitely making progress.

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It's a little trickier than she expected. She's vaguely reminded of parlor tricks she's seen using magnets — move one this way, something else goes that-a-way; get too close, and you either attract or repel the opposite piece.

She nearly loses her block in a pit, at which point she stops and re-evaluates things.

"Will they continue t'move against us after we've got our hands on 'em? Or do y'think we can control how they move then?"

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"Couldn't even begin to tell you," says Varric, who's trying to concentrate on his own block. "This is clearly the work of someone who had far too much time on his hands in the first place."

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"I don't think we're supposed to get our hands on them. If this is like the others I've been in, they will just reflect our movement until we get them onto the buttons."

Felix is a bit distracted at the moment, having maneuvered himself into a tricky dead end. He's kind of glad he can just watch the block, rather than worrying about stepping into his own pit.

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The proverbial light bulb comes on.

"Your world's interestin'. That's for damn sure."

She smirks at the fellas, and then sets her jaw. Move the blocks without touching them, right. That certainly changes things.

She figures out how to get her block away from the pit, and then starts moving. Slow and steady wins the race, right? She takes her time, careful not to get in anyone else's way, and eventually has her block near one of the buttons.

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It's taking a little longer for Varric- he keeps expecting a concealed beartrap to snap on his foot if he steps anywhere even slightly unusual- but he gets the hang of it eventually. Really, though, he's just glad the mages in Kirkwall don't seem to have ever thought like this.

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As soon as all three buttons are pressed, the blocks stop moving and the door opens. The room beyond is almost completely dark, lit only by the light spilling through the doorway, but the way it echoes suggests that it's long and narrow.

Felix narrows his eyes and draws his sword, without a word.

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Kate's sixshooter is already in hand. She doesn't look nervous, but there's the telltale sound of leather gloves skidding over rosewood and metal, in a grip that's just a shade too tight. She doesn't like going anywhere her vision is compromised.

"All right. Who goes first, gentlemen?"

Assuming they can't walk three abreast.

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"Bianca's got a pretty wide cone of fire," says Varric, readying the crossbow. "I can cut a good swathe through anything that tries to surprise us if I have to."

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"I think I'll go first, unless one of you objects," says Felix. "My weapon doesn't quite have the range of either of yours."

They probably could walk three abreast, if they were willing to get quite cozy. But it wouldn't be comfortable.

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Kate nods.

"No objections here."

Not that she'd mind going first, but it makes sense for Felix to lead. She'll keep close as he does.

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"Fine by me," says Varric. "I'll cover what I can."

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Felix nods and starts forward, moving slowly. Once he gets about five feet past the door, two braziers on the walls light up with popping sounds. Their light doesn't extend very far, but they certainly negate any attempt at stealth.

Felix sighs.

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She lowers her weapon — the instant the torches crackled to life she was ready for anything — and lets out a slow breath.

"Well, the lights are on."

Is anybody home?

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"I think I like it better in Kirkwall," says Varric. "There might be more torches than shadows in the sewers, but at least they're more or less always burning. Having them just pop on like that... that's eerie."

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"And it usually means there's something powerful, very close." And while it could be another summon tablet, Felix would put his money on a dangerous monster.

Someone with sharp eyes could probably make out a glint of something metallic in the shadows ahead.

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One thing becoming an outlaw does for a body is sharpens its senses. She sees the glint ahead, but she doesn't say anything. With the threat of 'something powerful' hanging in the air, calling undue attention to their party seems unwise.

She does touch Felix's shoulder, however, and quickly glances at Varric to make sure they both see it as well.

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Varric spots it, all right, and has Bianca ready and aimed immediately. The instant he has an excuse to- which is to say, as soon as he's sure that it's a threat and not something that's likely to set off a cavalcade of other traps- he'll fire.

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Felix doesn't see it immediately, but when he feels Kate's hand it only takes a moment to recognize what she's getting at. He nods and creeps forward again.

After a few more feet, another pair of braziers lights up. The glint doesn't get any clearer, though. This continues for a few more repetitions, until several braziers light all at once ahead of them, revealing -

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The Dullahan, a headless suit of armor with a ferocious shield and a gleaming sword. Despite its complete lack of eyes, it seems to stare menacingly at each of the challengers.

After a few moments of silence, a voice speaks to their minds. You who have come seeking the light, you have done well to reach this place, it says. But to claim the light, you must overcome its Shadow.

The figure springs forward, swinging its sword in a wide arc.

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"Jesus Christ in a chicken basket!"

She takes a quick step back, careful not to get in Varric's way. Her gun is trained on the headless creature, free hand hovering over her Bowie knife. She doesn't shoot just yet — no sense wasting ammunition until she knows where its weaknesses are.

If it has any.

"That's one helluva Shadow!"

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"You know, some of the mages back home do things like that," says Varric. Unlike Kate, he's not particularly restrained at the moment. Shadow or no, it's got knees, and he intends to see if it really needs them or not.

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One advantage of using a sword is that you never have to worry about ammunition.

Of course, you also have to get in close to use it. But Felix can be quick under certain circumstances. Like when there's a small glowing spiky thing guiding his sword down, and then smashing back up.

(The result is fairly pitiful, little more than a scratch on the Dullahan's armor. But it's a start.)

The armor raises its sword again, but not to strike. Instead it gestures, and purple smoke swirls around the group. Vague faces appear and disappear in the smoke, but make no hostile move. The smoke clears in time to see another gesture, which causes a small swirl of lights around Felix that quickly sink under his skin.

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There is a click.

Kate has produced another sixshooter from the small of her back. This one follows the ghost-like faces, so that her aim doesn't stray from the Dullahan. She isn't willing to leave herself open, not on any front.

To be honest, part of her feels the best weapon in this place would be a bucket of holy water and a cross or two. Once she sees the lights sinking into Felix's skin, however, she throws caution to the wind. She aims for any gaps in the suit of armor—elbows, knees, and that gaping maw where there should be a head—and lets loose with a quick volley.

Edited Date: 2012-01-23 04:29 am (UTC)

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