Seeker of Thrones 7-74
Chapter: 7
And deep in the darkness, the ringing of bells, and the scrape of the bladed whips of the Exorcists, come to drive out intruders from their masters domain.
Kill Six Billion Demons
BREAKER OF INFINITIES
And deep in the darkness, the ringing of bells, and the scrape of the bladed whips of the Exorcists, come to drive out intruders from their masters domain.
Drums, drums in the deep.
We cannot get out. We cannot get out.
They are coming!
I’m sorry, Cio, but I’m afraid you brought no bardy devil to play an appropriately terrifying chord to linger ominously in the air after that line. You’re just gonna have to sit in silence for five seconds. And that’s no way to spend five seconds.
Shit you’re right, the party doesn’t include a musician.
Damn I should have made a bard devil for the contest.
Mind you I like all the picks sofar.
Technically speaking, Acrobat played the strings.
Left her hanging.
ayyyy’m sorry.
Oh dear. Looks like the plan wasn’t to feed Felicia to the door after all.
So much for all the prophets of that particular doom.
The good news is that another doom is obviously going to be forthcoming.
Agreed. A human sacrifice always felt rather pedestrian when talking about the stronghold of one of the new gods.
Another doom! I barely survived the first doom. How many dooms are you expecting!?
Spoke too soon.
You were saying? lol
Smug I-Told-You-So’s are best delivered well after the dust has settled, lest one accidentally underline their own inaccuracy.
Wait – THAT’s the alarm? Lucky Felicia’s gonna end up deaf as well as one-eyed.
Perhaps I’m just reading the panels in the wrong order, but their conversation doesn’t seem to quite follow. Am I missing something?
It seems to flow down the entire left column, then the entire right.
Felicia swaggers confidently.
This is the outer door of the labyrinth.
Cio confirms her fear, that it would take even Felicia hours to open this door, but the alarm triggers in mere seconds.
Better make it four, then.
“It should have been obvious to the Rising King that her fears for the seemingly immortal Lucky Felicia were unfounded. Though none of the books written on the raid on the Grand Dragon’s vault explain the true nature of the gate, it is obvious in hindsight to realize that her death wasn’t needed. In Throne, a lock whose key was based on human sacrifice would be less secure than a doorknob.”
Lecturer Pryiam Allyth, at the Conference of Jackdaws
Hmmm. Felicia seems to be ignoring the hints that our dear Cio is giving her. Naivety or… something else?
On another thread of thought, I really ought to visit Mammon’s labyrinth one of these days. It would make for a wonderful anecdote.
…The door is going to ‘shout the alarm’ isn’t it.
Huh.
So there was an actual lock to pick.
Still think she’s going to end up getting fed to a door, though.
Of course, when you’re lucky enough, time becomes no problem at all. Too bad luck isn’t something you can hold within yourself. Those who build a career entirely on their own luck are just as likely to fail the next time as anyone else, despite appearances.
What I’m saying is, there’s a reason they call her *Felicia*. Because that’s her name.
you all assumed.
You may yet be right, but let it be known, you all assumed.
And we all know what assuming makes of u and me
I expected the door to eat someone by now
Oh, Felicia. Your luck, surely, has run out.
For that head looks hungry…
Felicia’s fast fingers facilely find fiendish fortunes.
I am so very pleased to see that young Felicia had a better purpose than to be door food. I had judged the party’s character to be higher than that. but as time went on even I started to become cynical and fear the worst.
RIP Lucky Felicia
Nobody rests in peace.
I recycle.
Infinity is infinitely infinite yet surprisingly finite since infinity is all there is.
I won’t quote Inigo Montoya here, but there is definitely no definite definition you could define for “infinite”. Instead of something inconceivably (won’t quote Vissini either) vast, it could mean something “smaller” (what’s smaller than infinite? Everything) but curving in on itself, thus having no real limits, no?
Who are these split-faced demons and how is their dental care so good?
Let me guess. The alarm is when the head begins to scream. If that’s right, let me make another guess: You gotta stuff its mouth to stifle the alarm.
Ah, I see mammon is into puzzle platformers.
…might want to mention that first next time.
Perhaps, it would have been best, Ciocelle, to mention that lie first?
Yes. The emotion doesn’t match. She is complacent when mentioning 4 hours not being the problem and then suddenly scared in the middle of the thought about why it is not the problem.
Assuming the chronicler is accurate, this may be a sign that that Cio is indeed attempting to deceive or provoke Felicia in some way
If I might just say…this would be such a cool dungeon to fight through in an MMORPG style game.
A MMO with a bunch of normal dungeons, then just this one is abnormally huge AND works by procedural generation so you get a different dungeon every time you go in…
Maybe Abbadon will write it up for the Broken Worlds game system?
Hmm… I hear that among the Clergy of the Bank of the Grand Dragon, the Exorcists are… mmm… “special”. There are tales of their eerie susuruss punctuated by whip cracks that sound like steel snapping, an extreme tolerance for pain, and bodies criss-crossed with scars – which is expected when you play with bladed whips for fun and profit. And there is always profit involved.
Now, I don’t know if there is any truth to the tales, but I am very eager to find out. Well, except for the part where it will surely impact our adventurers 😉
I still say the shortest path through a tesseract is to tear it apart at the seams while simultaneously crumpling it back down upon itself, all through sheer force of Want.
Well, I suppose it is true that wealth does not indicate taste in traps. If the priests of the count truly wish to engage in psychological warfare with the average intruder, they merely need to place some low-grade narcotics and some light refreshments in lesser-used hallways, and wait.