IC A Tale of Broken Worlds

[Your Host.]

As most of you return to the realm of consciousness, the first thing you see is a night sky, two moons lazily drifting across the starlit sky. In the depths of your mind, a faint voice echoes one last time. "Find Him". But, who are they? Who are all these other people? And why is the ground so... spongey? You'll need to figure all this out...

In this Broken World.

Link to OOC: Here

 

[Your Host.]

However, while most begin together, a few find themselves... elsewhere. A cyborg, a mechanical sphere, and a self proclaimed "Duke of Puzzles" Find themselves somewhere.... cold. No, freezing. The top of a mountain. Fortunate that they arrived on soft snow, and not jagged rock.

(for clarity, they are Raiden, Sicarius, and Rouxls Kaard)

 

[Christmas]

However, while most begin together, a few find themselves... elsewhere. A cyborg, a mechanical sphere, and a self proclaimed "Duke of Puzzles" Find themselves somewhere.... cold. No, freezing. The top of a mountain. Fortunate that they arrived on soft snow, and not jagged rock.

Luckily, as a robot, Sicarius doesn't exactly feel the cold.
It would however be aware of the harsh conditions of its surroundings and have an internal thermometer alerting it to the low temperature.
Sicarius would scan it's surroundings, looking to see where it was.

Meanwhile, Rouxls would be puzzled (pun intended) at the current circumstance.

 

[Your Host.]

Luckily, as a robot, Sicarius doesn't exactly feel the cold.
It would however be aware of the harsh conditions of its surroundings and have an internal thermometer alerting it to the low temperature.
Sicarius would scan it's surroundings, looking to see where it was.

Meanwhile, Rouxls would be puzzled (pun intended) at the current circumstance.

A ways away, the ruins of a building can be barely made out, buried under the unyielding frost.

 

[Christmas]

A ways away, the ruins of a building can be barely made out, buried under the unyielding frost.

Sicarius would then see the aforementioned Duke and Cyborg.
"Curious."

 

[Evil&IntimidatingReindeer]

Thaund would just look at the surroundings.
<...Him?>

(Also, when you said you wouldn't describe the world, does that mean it doesn't take place in the world depicted in the Shovel Lore? Or is it just that you won't describe the specific area)

 

[Dark Lord Fladnag]

Aragond sits up, a confused mess of voices emanating from inside his armor.

 

[Your Host.]

Thaund would just look at the surroundings.
<...Him?>

(Also, when you said you wouldn't describe the world, does that mean it doesn't take place in the world depicted in the Shovel Lore? Or is it just that you won't describe the specific area)

The nearby area is a garden of sorts. Tall, azure colored plants growing all around, the ground a soft orange color.
(yes)

 

[Evil&IntimidatingReindeer]

The nearby area is a garden of sorts. Tall, azure colored plants growing all around, the ground a soft orange color.
(yes)

Thaund finds that somewhat soothing, but also unnerving. He checks to make sure he has his pack with him before turning around to see any others that are there.

 

[Dark Lord Fladnag]

Thaund finds that somewhat soothing, but also unnerving. He checks to make sure he has his pack with him before turning around to see any others that are there.

Aragond spots him and all the voices stop.

 

[Evil&IntimidatingReindeer]

Aragond spots him and all the voices stop.

Thaund wonders why there were more voices coming from behind him than when he turned around, but as he looks Aragond up and down, he somehow doesn't seem to notice anything off.

 

[Dark Lord Fladnag]

Thaund wonders why there were more voices coming from behind him than when he turned around, but as he looks Aragond up and down, he somehow doesn't seem to notice anything off.

Aragond waves.

“There boy speak thy name.”

 

[Evil&IntimidatingReindeer]

Aragond waves.

“There boy speak thy name.”

He seems a little startled, although tries to hide it.
"I... I, um, I'm Thaund. Y-you owe me your name now, though."

 

[Dark Lord Fladnag]

He seems a little startled, although tries to hide it.
"I... I, um, I'm Thaund. Y-you owe me your name now, though."

“I am sir Aragond…”

He looks around

“And this is not the rectangular table…”

 

[Evil&IntimidatingReindeer]

“I am sir Aragond…”

He looks around

“And this is not the rectangular table…”

"Okay... Well, of course it's not."
He realizes and decides to see if there's anything in the nearby area that stands out.

 

[Fluxxation]

Vaelos slowly pushes himself onto his knees, recovering from being face down in the frigid snow.

His nose is bleeding and his eyes are wide, sweeping around his new surroundings in paranoia



Cue SALVAGE loudly landing by the other group, lots of nuts and bolts flying off of its ancient frame .

 

[Your Host.]

Vaelos slowly pushes himself onto his knees, recovering from being face down in the frigid snow.

His nose is bleeding and his eyes are wide, sweeping around his new surroundings in paranoia



Cue SALVAGE loudly landing by the other group, lots of nuts and bolts flying off of its ancient frame .

(WAIT UHHHHHH YOU AINT THERE OH GOD WHY ARE THEIR MULTIPLE CYBORGS)

 

[Dark Lord Fladnag]

Vaelos slowly pushes himself onto his knees, recovering from being face down in the frigid snow.

His nose is bleeding and his eyes are wide, sweeping around his new surroundings in paranoia



Cue SALVAGE loudly landing by the other group, lots of nuts and bolts flying off of its ancient frame .

Three startled voices come from Aragond’s armor.

 

[Evil&IntimidatingReindeer]

Cue SALVAGE loudly landing by the other group, lots of nuts and bolts flying off of its ancient frame .

Thaund would somehow ignore that and timidly go to pick up and inspect some of the nuts and bolts.

 

[Fluxxation]

(WAIT UHHHHHH YOU AINT THERE OH GOD WHY ARE THEIR MULTIPLE CYBORGS)

(I thought you were calling Vaelos the cyborg )