OOC : Oh, that’s just great...it could be the memorial, or it could be something much worse…I’m hoping it’s the memorial (absorbs black and red). It better not be against us...if so, we're doomed.
IC: Cyouni turned back to his companions. “It’s absorbing my mana. I can’t tell what it is.”
He glanced back at the darkness and frowned. “Do you two mind testing that? Just send a touch of mana, enough to test my theory…”
"Probably not a forge; there are growls. More likely a fight ahead. Perhaps, if we're lucky, it's the artifact," Cyouni responded, saving his words. He continued ahead, ever wary.
"If you give me the information I desire, I can set you free..." he said, then shrugged. "But, as you don't seem to want to answer me, I guess not."
He steps forward, to the edge of the pit, and examines the form pinned to the wall. "Tell me. Who, or what, are you?"
IC: Cyouni turned back to his companions. “It’s absorbing my mana. I can’t tell what it is.”
He glanced back at the darkness and frowned. “Do you two mind testing that? Just send a touch of mana, enough to test my theory…”
"Now that...that's interesting," he said, laughing.
However, knowing that he needed to be cautious, he sends a thin thread of dark power towards the corner, keeping his blade at the ready.
OOC: By now, I'm surprised we haven't gotten into a fight...
He stepped warily towards the source of the noises, drawing out his dagger as he did so.
"You might want to come down quickly; a fight might be about to start. Oh, and I'll probably need that bat."
Cyouni summons a bat, strengthening it. He climbs on top of it and descends down the hole, sending the bat back up.
OOC: How deep is the hole?
He pulls out a coin and flips it.
[dice]2[/dice]
He glances back at his companions. "I'll say the left path."