Nogandar
The floor is gone. Only the ceiling remains to hold me.
Nogandar sinks his talons deep into the vaulted stone above. His massive form swings like a pendulum over the jagged, purple-lit abyss.
Archive Keeper
You think this prison will hold us both, gargoyle? May the Queen find your broken bones in the dark!
With a final, frantic look of hatred, the Archive Keeper slips from the crumbling ledge, vanishing into the swirling necrotic vapor below.
Nogandar
Fall then, puppet. Your mistress is next.
The chamber groans, stone grinding against stone, as the Archive Keeper disappears into the deep.
“I using a old recall mind casting i attempt a flash back of my self as a human youth”
SUCCESS (Legendary Arcana, rolled +0)
Nogandar
My mind is a cage of iron and shadow. I must reach back. Further than the gargoyle. Further than the tomb. I reach for the ink on parchment and the smell of summer air.
Nogandar closes his eyes, ignoring the cacophony of the collapsing hive. Arcane energy curls around his massive, scarred frame.
Nogandar
There. I am Hurrim. My fingers are smooth, not talons. The library of my youth glows with soft, amber light, not this necrotic haze.
Nogandar
Sirris, look. The structure of this glyph... it does not just record history. It accelerates the very rhythm of thought.
For a heartbeat, the memory is so vivid he can feel the phantom weight of a quill. Then, the ceiling of the ruin shudders violently.
Nogandar
The memory shatters like glass. I am still here. And the ceiling is giving way.
+ Scene Quest Added
Escape the collapsing chamber
“I gargoyale polymorph to liquid stone to allow falling debris to slide through me unharmfully as i flee”
SUCCESS (Legendary Arcana, rolled -1)
Nogandar
The memory of my brother fades, but the rhythm of the arcane language remains. I can feel the flow of the stone walls as if they were water.
Huge slabs of granite detach from the ceiling, plummeting toward Nogandar with the weight of a dying mountain.
Nogandar
Not today. Not by this crumbling tomb.
Nogandar focuses his will, and his rocky flesh softens into a viscous, shifting slurry of molten stone.
Nogandar
Let it pass through. Let it fall to the abyss below, while I remain the master of my own form.
The debris splashes through his liquefied body, colliding with the floor and shaking the foundations of the Hive.
Quest Complete
Escape the collapsing chamber