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"It is not easy for me to ignore a cry for helpit is why I am listening to you. But I hear and heed your warning." |
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Khrysa ![]() Khrysa is unsure what to make of the creature's exchange with Rahat. It did still seem helpful despite some grumpiness, but she couldn't totally ignore some of the more ominous hints in its speech despite her proclivity to see the best in people. She brightens up as the owlcat discusses Argritte's problems. "Oh, a fellow chef! And one that gets to create new dishes all the time! Ahh, that's so much better than just making the same recipe over and over every day..." she admires wistfully, reminded of her motivations for exploring away from home. "Getting ingredients can be tough sometimes, though with this, er..." she couldn't quite work out exactly what this thumb-dependent problem might be. "Well I guess we'll see when we get there?" |
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"Lead on," Rahat says, not inclined to waste time practicing the Queen's name if there is truly someone in need of assistance. Normally she would show more respect, but the Queen does not seem to merit it
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Last edited by briar; Jan 31st, 2025 at 05:15 AM. |
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Given Brookshire's dire warnings, Rahat expects to walk a gauntlet as they follow the trail. She moves deliberately, eyes sweeping to each side, ready to snatch up Xyza and run if the situation calls for it. But for all that, the trip to their destination is uneventful.
The device at the center of the clearing calls Rahat's attention. It reminds her a little of the devices the learned members of her tribe would use to track celestial movements, though far more complex (and less portable). She hums. "I know you don't know how it works, but how does Argritte work it? Do they move the rings somehow?" She turns her attention to the doors. "Can we just open the doors to see if Argritte is on the other side?" Rahat presumes the answer to that is "no," so she inspects the area around each door in turn."How long ago did Argritte go through?" If she can find tracks or another sign of passage, she can at least determine the right door.
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Khrysa ![]() She tries to remain on her toes as they progress down the path, especially as Brookshire had warned about potential danger along the way, but she finds it difficult to maintain the same level of watchful sharpness as Rahat the whole time, still fascinated by the mystical scenery of this area. Once they reach the glade, Khrysa takes the time to Perception: 3look around, at first more drawn to the door inscriptions on the trees. "They're...behind one of these? So...inside the tree? Or..." Khrysa wonders. It probably wouldn't be that simple; there was definitely something magical going on here...perhaps it was similar to how she and Rahat had even been drawn here in the first place? She then moves to look at the device in the center. It was apparently linked to the doors somehow based off what Brookshire was saying, but Khrysa wasn't sure how the sphere might indicate where Agritte had gone. She tries to tilt her head from side to side to figure out how to use it, but doing so just Investigation: 3made her head spin, literally. |
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Rahat frowns and nods as Brookshire explains the Armillary Gate and points out the door. The tracks seem to confirm the owlcat's shaky memory, but when she sees the drag marks, her hackles go up and she looks up sharply. "Ser Brookshirelook at me please, this is importantdid you see Argritte go through this door? Did they enter willingly, under their own power?'
Regardless of the owlcat's answer, they have precious few options but to get the door properly open to find Argritte. Time is running out, and Rahat does not like their chances if they have to prepare the Queen tea without guidance. She returns to the Armillary and inspects the rings. If this is a navigational tool of sorts, if it is close enough to the devices she's seen in the pastvery big ifs, to be surethere's a possibility she could puzzle out its workings enough to give a try at operating it. |
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Khrysa ![]() "When the doors open..." she murmurs to herself, still trying to wrap her head around this whole convoluted setup. It certainly wasn't encouraging that it had taken Argritte years to figure out. It also catches her attention when Rahat raises the point of Argritte perhaps not going willingly, though she isn't sure how that would tie in to things. As the bell rings and Khrysa is hit with a rush of stress from both the current situation and the reminder of previous stressful dinner deadlines, she tries to focus on figuring things out here. "Do you know how to use that...round thing, Rahat?" she asks, while looking over the emblems on the doors. "Hmm...what could these mean?" the images of food were much more familiar to her than the spherical device, but certainly not in this strange context. "Green tea is good. Yellow sandwich...blue steak? Hrrm...or...if you were to put these all into one meal...wow, that would be heavy for one meal! But perhaps...a fried egg for breakfast, a sandwich for lunch, and a steak for dinner? But when would tea time be?" she wonders if she is remotely on the right track with her scattered thoughts. |
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The Armillary Gate controls are as complex as Rahat feared, and she does not think she has the necessary reference points to really understand them, but she has to try. Leaving the inner rings alone for now out of fear of damaging whatever mechanism moves them, she experiments with the outer rings. Positioning herself with a clear view of the blue and orange doors, she says to Khrysa, "Watch the green and yellow and see if anything changes." She then begins to manipulate the ring with moon phase markings, going one notch at a time to see if anything responds to the change. |
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Khrysa ![]() Khrysa still only has a vague notion of how the spherical device might work, so she leaves that to Rahat, focusing on the green cup and yellow sandwich sigils as requested. "Got it!" |
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Rahat stares up at the moon, a bit awestruck and very disconcerted. That has to be an illusion, she tells herself desperately. There is no way I am handling an artifact that can control the very moon. Despite that, she puts all of her strength into putting the ring back where it was, grunting with effort. Hopefully the door they need to open does not rely on moon phases.
As she gets her breath back, Rahat reevaluates the rings. If they're looking for the right "meal time," then maybe they're looking at a smaller scale. She reaches for the third inner ring, the one marked 1-12, and tries it, seeing if she can match things up to the afternoon tea time Khrysa talked about. |
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