Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

"So much for freedom. Yeah, I suppose I'll do what I can." The prisoner groans.

 

"This is what I like to call 'limited freedom.'". Helianthus says.

Helianthus gets the prisoner and the tall one suited up with armor and weapons.

 

"More like 'finally getting around to our death sentence,' I'd say." The prisoner grumbles.

 

"But hey, at least they can say you died fighting!"

 

"Last time I checked, the dead speak little." They retort, rolling their eyes.

 

"Unless they're me."

 

"You're telling me that you're dead?" They ask, skeptical.

 

"Yes. This is my third reincarnation, and the past two have been slain. The only thing keeping me alive is the fact that I've been able to stop them from destroying my soul, or the item that my soul is anchored to."

 

"Ridiculous... I'd like to die once and be done with it, thank you very much."

 

"I too, would like that, but it seems that I have unaccomplished tasks I need to do."

 

"Persistent... I suppose me pestering you won't change the fact that we're going to die with you. So, I'd rather you make things quick."

 

"Alright." Helianthus leads the two prisoners inside to get suited up with armor and weapons.

 

The tall one follows you reluctantly, then takes a battleaxe and a dagger.

 

The prisoner takes a sword and a knife.
"I think we're all suited up, unless you two want to get armor."
The short one shakes his head.

 

"Of course I want armor; I don't want to die that bad!" The prisoner snaps, frustrated.

 

Helianthus laughs, and them leads both prisoners to the armory to get armor.

The short one seems to have changed his mind and proceeds to take some light armor.

 

The tall one puts on heavy armor, though isn't slowed much by it.
"Nothing personal, but you're shit with first impressions..." He mutters.

 

@Enhanced_Human @Nepeta Leijon @Devourer @Rawb (Terrae only)

Rineth slows his glide and lands precariously on a huge platform above the city.
"I'm not comfortable cutting it this close to melting alive. Get off, get in the city, and I'll be waiting off in the Darklands. You know, where I'm not going to be consumed by a stray lava plume."

 

I slide off Rineth, and Crystal jumps off.

"Sounds good to me."
"Darklands?"
"It's probably best to worry about it later, Crystal."
"Okay! Sounds good then!"

 

There are three guards at the entrance, and they signal for you and Crystal to come, Ihra and Iruk close behind you.
"Come on, this heat scares me!" Ihra half-shouts, darting inside.