NationStates Jolt Archive

"I don't think he can jump quite that high," commented Loki as the height discrepancy between Arioa's head and Nephil's increased. "But painfull? He jumps on my head all the time... and I don't find it painful."

"Do you?" he asked to Arioa.

"No, but my ears arn't on the top of my head like dad's are." Arioa replied

Chaos looked at the male demon sitting in a chair, “Come on. It is just a litte blue ball of hair.” joked Chaos. "It is not going to eat you."

"I guess thats a good point," Loki said, "Neither are mine."

Nilrem was tired of bouncing up and down and seeing that he could no go any higher for the moment, he stop jumping and sat on Arioa's head.

She reached up and began stroking him.

"I think he likes you," said Loki as Nilrem lied calmy on her head. "Haven't really found anybody else that he likes."

"Ah." She said as she continued to play with the blue fuzz on her head.

Nilrem continued to sit on Arioa's head as many of the people watched him.

Eragon smiles gently. The steel-blue of the eye he leaves uncovered gleams and could be said to be smiling as well. Lleld snickered as she created a ball of coldflame and started bouncing it along side Nilrem.

"Well," said Eragon, "You all know me, and you've met Lleld and Saka," he gestured at each woman as he mentioned her name, "and I have heard a few of your names mentioned," he looks around at the group, "but not all of you have stated your names."

"Ah yes, how rude of me. My name is Volrath", Volrath said and bowed.

Havoc moved over to Eragon, “The tall blind man is Tom Rowan. And the rest of our group are just back up. You really don‘t need to know their names.” The members of the group knew Havoc, Chaos and Tom were the important ones. And really did not care, if only Havoc, Chaos, and Tom were named.

Arioa reached up to pluck Nilrem off her head, so she could pet him some more.

Nilrem sat in Arioa's hands as she pet him. Loki pointed at Nilrem and said to Eragon, "Thats Nilrem, if you didn't know already... he is an Eborall."

Nilrem began bouncing again in Arioa's hands before jumping back onto her head and settling there.

Every time he bounced onto her head, she picked him up and returned him to her lap.

Nilrem finally gave up trying to get any higher and settled on sitting in Arioa's lap. He sat there, not bouncing, as Arioa pet him, and let out another rare *Crrrr*

She continued to pet the little blue fuzz ball.

Serinus blinked, "That is the first time I've heard him make any noise, Loki. What does it mean?"

The elf looked over at where Loki was.

"Yeh, he doesn't make any noises usually," Loki said. "I think it means that he is having a strong flow of emotion or he wants to tell us something. Though, I have never been able to truley tell." Loki paused and then said, "He is as much of a mustery to me as he is to you..."

"So Nilrem, why are you making noise?" Arioa asked

"Hehe," Loki giggled. "He can't talk..." Loki continued to chuckle at Arioa.

"You never know, he could just choose not to." Arioa replied

Loki paused for a moment as he let the thought pass through his mind, "No... we are best friends - if he could talk, he would."

Nilrem just sat there not moving as he looked up towards the ceiling.

"Perhaps he speaks a different langauge." Arioa said

"Look... I've known him for five years," Loki said as he began to get frustrated, "Nobody I have ever met, can understand his language or even thinks he has a language..."

"Then what would you call his, what ever it is?" Arioa replied, "And I do."

"Well you're wrong..." refuted Loki. "It's just a sound he makes, like a bear growling or a dog barking."

"Well, have you ever talked to a dog and had it answer?" Arioa asked, "Cause I have."

"Well you are just wierd then..." said Loki. "If Nilrem could talk, he would have done it by now."

Arioa stuck her tounge out at Loki.

"1400 years old and still more immature than a five year old..." Loki said as he grinned.

"She is only seven." Nephil replied as he looked down at his daughter indulgently.

"Yeh, but if she is seven in under-worlder time, that would make me... 9 days old. From what Arioa said, she is considered seven in your soceity but up here, she would be 1400 years old," Loki said confusingly.

"Time and aging is relative." Lillel said, "If we lived it up here we'd be extremely old by anyone's standard, as it is, we arn't."

"Uh... ok then," Loki said still not grasping the matter. "Fine, she is seven then."

Nilrem jumped out of her lap with more energy now. He began hopping around Arioa in a circle.

She began spinning around, trying to keep so she was always facing Nilrem.

Nilrem, seeing that he had another game to play, continued hopping around Arioa. Although, now that she started trying to keep up with him, Nilrem began hopping faster and changing directions to fool her.

She was laughing as occasionally he got her spinning quite fast, then changed directions causing her to fall over.

Nilrem seemed to be happy as was indictated by the amount of jumping he was doing. Nilrem began jumping in the same direction around Arioa really fast and Arioa's spinning increased again. Eventually, Nilrem jumped into her lap as she continued speeding up and eventually the force caused him to fly out. He flew straight into Loki's hat, causing him to follow over backwards and causing the hat to fall over his head.

As she spun, dizzy, she giggled at what happened to Loki.

Nilrem jumped from Loki's had to his stomach, where he continued to bounce up and down. Meanwhile, Loki was struggling to remove the oversized hat from his eyes, but failed in doing so.

Arioa was giggling, while Nephil and Lillel grinned.

Loki continued to struggle to remove his hat while everyone giggled. "It's not funny," Loki protested, "I don't like the dark..."

Nilrem continued to jump on his stomach and occasionally back onto Loki's hat for a moment.

Arioa went over and began tugging on Loki's hat.

Chaos laughed at Loki. then took a knee next to him. He started helping Loki with his hat. “It not that funny, guys.” he comments.

Loki's hat finally popped off, revealing a relieved mage. "Thank you," he said to them. He placed the hat back on his head and straightened it.

He then turned his head to Nilrem and gave him a stern look. Sitting up, Nilrem instinctively jumped off his body onto the floor in front of him.

Chaos stood back up and looked at Nilrem. He watched him just sitting in front of Loki like he was bad child. His right hand moved back and forwards on the black ‘handle’ of his whip. Chaos looked back Loki and said “Nilrem is to much trouble for me to deal with. How do you do it?”

If anybody looked at Havoc, he was doing the same thing as his brother.

"I don't know - we are best friends, what am I suppose to do?" suggested Loki.

"Anyway," Loki said as Nilrem began bouncing around again, "What are you guys doing here... on this island?"

“I have no idea why you put up with him knocking you over all the time.” said Chaos. He looked back at the bounding blue hairball, “We on this island because our Master told us to come here.” he said.

“This island appeared out of nowhere.” he added. “This island is not on any map that the Dominion has.”

“A Ghost island is what my Master called it.”

"Well, why did your master send you here, then?" asked Loki, ignoring the statement about Nilrem.

“Because he wanted to know why this island just appeared out of nowhere.” said Chaos. He really does not know why Count JWolf sent them to this island because when his maser tells him to do something, he does it.

“Plus…me and my brother are two of his best fighters. So, it would be good to send us along with Tom.”

"Whats it matter if you two are good fighters? And what does Tom do?" asked Loki as Nilrem continued to bounce around on the floor.

Chaos looked back at Loki, “You see this whip at my side. We have had them when we were at the age of eighteen. A gift from Count JWolf, our master.”

“We have been using them for over 500 years as of now.” he added with a smile. “And what if hostile beings on this island, that is why we are here. To fight those beings.”

“And my blind friend, Tom, he is good at dealing with new people with his words. He has talked many people to into many things.” he added.

"Oh... sounds interesting," Loki lied. "So... basically you guys are puppets, blindly following orders of your master."

“Not really, before we met the Count.” started Chaos. “We were living on the streets. Now, we live in mansions or castles or some nice place. We had horses to ride after meeting him and now we have motorcycles or cars to drive.”

“For everything he gave to us, we have paid him back in some way or another way.” said Chaos. “So…we are not puppets. But he does have people that are like puppets under him.”

Arioa went over to Nilrem, and sat down, so he could hop in her lap.

"In that case, it sounds like you guys are lackies or thugs," said Loki ignoring the fact that he had no idea what a motorcycle or car was.

“Well…call us whatever to you want. Some people call us evil and some have called us knights.” said Chaos. “But I will tell you something my short friend.” He paused for a few seconds before moving on. “Lackeys don’t get nice stuff like huge houses or cars. They only get paid with cash. You know money.”

“And thugs are idiots. I mean, me and Havoc are not thugs. More like... enforcers.” he added. “We do thing for ourselves and the Count. Like the time, we took out fifty armed Nazis by ourselves.”

"That was you?" Lillel asked, "I'm impressed, they are quite annoyed at you, you know. Promising all sorts of horrible vengence if they ever get thier hands on you."

"Whatever..." said Loki as they continued to use all sorts of words that he didn't understand. "You can call yourselves knights if you want, but I knew a real knight once... and he was nothing like you - bigger."

"That was you?" Lillel asked, "I'm impressed, they are quite annoyed at you, you know. Promising all sorts of horrible vengence if they ever get thier hands on you."

“They can try.” said Havoc as he walked behind her. “And they will fail again.” He moved closed towards her, “Many Nazis fell under the Count and his Black Wolves. The Count himself was a high-ranking Nazi commander. He was a soldier for hire and the Nazi paid him the most.”

“Well…something made him switch sides during WWII. And Hitler did not commit suicide like everybody thinks. The Count made it look like he did. Or should I say he influenced him to commit suicide.”

"Whatever..." said Loki as they continued to use all sorts of words that he didn't understand. "You can call yourselves knights if you want, but I knew a real knight once... and he was nothing like you - bigger."

“You knew to clean out your ears because I never called myself a knight. I said some people called us knights.” said Chaos.

"Well then some people were wrong then..." Loki added, "True knights wouldn't be so arrogant or boastful."

Loki turned from them, not wanting to continue the conversation any further, and handed Nilrem another nut.

“Well…think what you want.” said Chaos as he turned away from Loki. “I’m not a knight and will never be one. But when you save people for hordes of wild animals or maniacs. People will call you knights.” He walked over and stood by Havoc.

"Again with the arrogance," Loki said quietly to Nilrem. Suprising as Nilrem was finishing his Blayshin Nut, he let out another of his rare noises. *Crrrrrr*

"The world is a strange place, no?" Loki said as he continued to talk to Nilrem.

"So... what are we doing here?" Loki asked to Eragon.

Raising an eyebrow, Eragon replied, "You are here on this island for whatever your personnel reasons are. You are in this room...so I can give you the big 'tour'. And would you please continue your ethnocentric conversation out of the Saethe chambers, and preferably out of my ear shot. It is rude to try to force the morals, ethics, and codes of one's own nation on to someone else from another nation. We Dragonlord's know this, that is why, in the past, we used to offer our services as impartial mediators," he turned towards Chaos and Havoc, "As to why the island suddenly appeared, I have to assume that it happened when we breached the coral reef that surrounded the island making the prospect of leaving impossible. This reef may have had magickal qualities that removed us from the rest of the world, allowing ships to pass through this location unharmed. The only times, during that period, that we got new arrivals was during storms and the Dolphin-backs were the survivors of the shipwrecks. Storms that reach a severity that every century we must evacuate the Northern Plains because of storm surges. I must assume that this island exists in its own pocket reality and that the storms rip openings in the fabric of this reality allowing those from your world to enter this one. Surely your historical records," he paused for breath, "list several ships that went missing in this area. We have recovered ships ranging from Spanish Galleons to Viking longboats from the reef."

Lleld looked at Loki, "If that hat causes you so much trouble, why not get one that fits better?"

The little guy has huge problem if he thinks knights are not arrogant or boastful. said Chaos to himself. Or he believes what he reads in fairy tails.

Havoc and Chaos walked over to Eragon, away from Lillel. “Yes, we do have records of missing ships but none in this area.” said Havoc.

“So…maybe your world and our world exits on two planes.” said Chaos.

“Now, what would this big 'tour' have in it?” asked Havoc.

"They are quite misjudgeful, aren't they Nilrem?" Loki said quietly.

He stood up and straightened his clothes. Picking up Nilrem in his hands, he placed him on the brim of his hat, so he could watch the tour also. "Yeh, lets take the tour..."

“Loki, I can hear everything you are saying.” said Chaos with a smile. And he could hear everything Loki said because what he is. A vampire. Vampires have five times the hearing then a normal human.

Eragon roared, "Enough! I have had enough of your petty bickering."

Slightly calmer, he says, "The tour will be of all the publically accessable areas of the Keep. This includes the gardens. Though, stay out of the personnal quarters unless the Dragonlord that occupies them invites you in. As for other off-limit areas, you will be informed when you pass near them."

"Then let us be off on the tour." Nephil said

“Loki, I can hear everything you are saying.” said Chaos with a smile. And he could hear everything Loki said because what he is. A vampire. Vampires have five times the hearing then a normal human.

"Thats good to know," said Loki brushing off the comment as thought he didn't care.

"Yes, lets begin the tour..."

Eragon smiled coldly, "And neither of you know what a Dragonlord can or can't do. You also know nothing about the acuity of our senses," he walked over to the door, "Now, shall we be on our way? Or would you rather see what's behind the walls in this room first?"

"By all means show us the secrets this room holds." Nephil said

"Whats behind the walls?" Loki asked questioningly.

Eragon smirks from the doorway. He walks over to the left side of the fireplace on the wall behind his seat at the Council Table. He runs his right hand briefly over the stones their before pressing one. A massive section of the stone wall swings out revealing a small chamber. Inside, their was enough room for one person to stand with a stone ledge. On the ledge was a silvery device. It was shaped similar to a dumb-bell, but with a vertical cylinder in the middle of the central bar. The top of the the central cylinder was shaped of a slightly sloping cone. On two sides, their were two glowing ruby red indentations. Several wires ran from the device and went inside a pipe in the wall behind it.

"This," Eragon said, "powers this tower. Their are several hidden throughout the Keep. They were amoung the gifts our allies from above the clouds gave us in exchange for us allowing them to use the Visorak Horde. The philosphy with technology on this island is, if it can't be designed aesthetically, or hidden, then its not used at all. You may have seen several examples of it already and not realized it."

Lleld said, "Surely you noted the Staffs the suits of armor held down-stairs."

"Uh... I can't say I did..." Loki admitted. He had been hoping for something much more impressive to come from behind the wall... but none the matter.

"That's it?" Arioa asked, in a disappointed voice.

"From what I understand," Eragon replied, "This one little device can generate enough power, when on overload, to level this entire mountain. That's just this one, their are many more all over this island. Ten on this mountain alone," he paused, as if to consider something, "and on the other side of the fireplace is a concealed weapons cache."

He montioned everyone out of the alcove. When everyone was clear, he pressed the same brick as he had earlier. The locks that had held the hidden springs in place released and allowed the stone to move back into positon. As it did, the door closed on the alcove, sealing it.

Havoc, Chaos, and the rest of the group watched Eragon open a hidden door to some power generator. That little thing can level a mountain like this. said Havoc to himself. Got to get myself one of those thing to take back to the Count. He will love it.

Then Eragon said a word everybody loved, weapons. They waited for him to show off the weapons of this island.

Eragon moved to the other side of the fireplace. He place his hand on a stone.

But, before he pressed it, he said, "The weapons in here were either found by archeologists in the World Beneath, forged here on the surface, or traded for from regional allies."

He depressed the stone and the wall opened. A room the size of a medium walk-in closet was revealed. The walls of the room were lined with swords, Staffs, wands, and other devices. Eragon walked in and picked up a small weapon in a holster. He removed it from the holster and pressed a switch. The grey weapon sprung into its active postion. In the active position, it bears a striking similarity to a snake.

"This," Eragon said, "Is one of the Zat'Nikatals that the Holy Empire of SeaQuest, a regional ally from above the clouds, traded us. These," he deactivated the Zat'Nikatal and put it back in its holster, "and some other weapons were traded for some nuggets of a material they need and permission for them to search the Dominion for deposits of the mineral so they can mine it."

He placed the holstered weapon back were he had picked it up from. He moved to the other side and picked up a sword.

"This sword," he began, "is one of the blades forged by the Dwarves from a Dragon fang."

Just then a Dwarf stuck his bearded head into the main Saethe chamber and knocked on the door.

"Excuse me, Dragonlord Eragon, sir," he said, "sorry to interrupt, but they found something at the digs you should see for yourself, sir."

Eragon put the sword back, came out, and sealed the weapons cache back up.

He looked at the group and asked, "Would you like to see the digs? There is much still left we can learn from what was left behind in the World Beneath."

"Can we daddy?" Arioa asked Nephil, "Sure, let's go to these digs." He said

Eragon nodded at the Dwarf. The Dwarf popped out of the room and could be heard scurrying away.

"Lleld," he said, "You can start taking them yourself. I need to grab something from my office. I'll join you as soon as I can."

Lleld nodded her understanding as Eragon returned through the door he had first emerged from.

"Okay, folks," she said, "would you please follow me. The fastest way to the digs would be to use the slide next to Vol Turin, the Dwarven name for the Endless Staircase," a wicked glint appeared in her eyes, "it was built so exactly, that as you go down it, you don't even feel the places where the sections are joined through the pad."

She turned on her heels and led them down to the first floor and across the hall. She opened a door and revealed Vol Turin. A single row of bricks seperated the staircase from the slide.

She picked up a padded mat from a pile in the corner and sat on it in front of the slide.

"You just grab a pad and push off," she said right before launching herself down the slide.

"Wheeeeeeee," echoed her voice from the stones long after she was lost to sight due to the curves in the slide.

Arioa grabbed a mat and dived down after Lleld, while Nephil and Lillel followed at a slighly slower pace.

Lleld was waiting at the bottom. She had already put her mat in a pile of other mats waiting to be taken back up.

"I love doing that," she said when the others arrived at the bottom, "only problem is we have to climb the stairs if we want to do it again."

The walls in this lower, older section of the Keep had ancient runes all over the place. Though, for some odd reason, the only stretch of corridor that led away from the landing area, did not have the usual coldfire lighting the way.

Lleld said, "This way," and started walking down it.

As soon as she stepped foot in it, runes running along the bottom of the walls and on each side of the floor lit up. Their blue glow provided adaquate lighting.

"Those," Lleld pointed at the glowing runes, "are only one of the ancient mysteries we have yet to solve down here."

OOC: As they aren't online right now, we'll have to assume the others came along.

The group from the Dominion followed everybody down the huge slide. Poor old Tom was on his head as he made it to the bottom. After helping Tom up and throwing the mats in the pile of other mats, the group from the Dominion followed Lleld.

"That was...interesting" Volrath said while putting his mat in the pile. "unusual way of transport, if nothing else."

"Never doing that again..." muttered Loki as he finally stablized himself. Setting his mat down on the pil, Loki straightened his clothes and looked around.

The Dwarf from earlier pops out of a side tunnel. His sudden appearance makes Lleld jump.

With a hand on her chest, she says, "Please don't do that again, Egraz."

"Sorry, m'lady," replies the Dwarf.

From the tunnel that Egraz the Dwarf had emerged from, Eragon's voice rang out, "But you do have to admit it was slightly funny, Lleld. You nearly jumped two times your height."

He stepped out where the group could see him. He had a wry smile on his face.

Flabbergasted, Lleld stammers, "But how..how did..how.."

"'How did I get in front of you?'"

Lleld nods.

Eragon's human eye takes on an amused glint, "There are secrets about this place that you don't know, Lleld. I used on of them to get down here," he turns to Egraz and asks, "Now what did you want to show me, Egraz?"

"Right this way," replies the Dwarf as he sets of down the main tunnel.

Several minutes later...

The group emerges from the tunnel into a vast, underground chamber. Various beings can be seen running around with various tools. They had reached the digs.

"That is what I wanted to show you, Dragonlord Eragon," Egraz says while pointing at the far side of the cavern.

Eragon looks in the direction Egraz is pointing and gasps. A massive door had been uncovered. A split ran down the middle and along one side of the crest (http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b140/SFShadowPhoenix/Wallpapers/symbol.gif) in the middle. Part of the crest was partially worn away due to time.

"That crest," mumbles Eragon, "what is that doing here."

"Huh?" said Loki confusedly, "Is there something wrong?"

Lillel had been observing the runes, and hadn't even noticed the dwarf popping up. As she studied them, commiting them to memory for evaluation and comparision to her knowladge of ancient and dead languages.

She noticed the others leaving and followed, puzzling over the runes.
All of a sudden a proverbial light appeared over her head, "I've got it, Luminus." She exclaimed.

"Huh?" inquires Egraz the Dwarf when he hears Lillel's statement.

"That crest," says Eragon, "is the crest my family used. That was back before I was aware of the Draconic side to me."

Eragon walks over to the door. Lleld follows a few meters behind.

A few minutes later...

Reaching the door. The group stops while Eragon studies it.

Another Dwarf comes up and says, "We haven't been able to open, sir. We've even tried explosives, no luck."

Eragon nods his understanding. He steps up to the door and places his hand on it. The area around his hand starts to pulse. Slowly, the surface of the door changes from a rock-like look to a material that glints metalic in the light. The new look spreads out from the area around Eragon's hand in the final pulse. After the change occurs, the crystal in the crest begins to glow.

"That rune back there, it says Luminus." Lillel said in regard to the dwarf's puzzlement.

Arioa and Nephil watched Eragon do his stuff with the rock.

"Umm... whats going to happen?" Loki asked nervously as he held onto his hat in case.

Stepping back, Eragon said, "Frankly, I have no idea. The last time I saw my family's crest was long before the Battle at the Black Gates and the Fall of the Black Tower at the end of the Third Age."

He reaches for the crystal in the lower middle of the design. When he touched it. It started to pulsate and glow. In response, a smaller version of the crest Eragon wore as a pendant rose up and floated in the air, its own crystal glowing and pulsating in sync with that of the larger. Eragon took hold of his pendant and touched it to the crystal. The contact was fleeting, but it was enough. Their was a slight vibration and dust fell from the ceiling. The massive doors began to slide apart.

"I wonder what's in there?" Nephil commented, as he peered throught the gloom, relying on the minimal amounts of light to aid his natural near-dark vision.

Lleld called up a handfull of coldfire to provide some light. She hung back, cautious. Eragon, however, boldly strode across the threashold. It was as if he was drawn by something. He stopped in front of a pillar barely visible in the gloom. He removed the crest pendant from around his neck and placed it in a socket on the top of the pedastool. As he did, a variation of the Luminos runes that were located in strategic places in the giant room began to glow. These Luminos runes were modified to provide spotlight illumination in a single direction only. Meanwhile, several standard Luminos runes lit up and brought the room to a day-light like brightness. Partly covered by catwalks and supports, a device (http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b140/SFShadowPhoenix/Models/vh_mod_179.jpg) stood against the far wall.

Lleld whistled, "Another of the Ancients' mechs. Only its the first two-legged model I know of."

Eragon said, without turning around, "It is the only they built, Lleld. Didn't you see the crest on the door? Some how, someone from my family came here during the time of the Ancestors and ran all this," he looked a small door in one of the side walls.

The small door also had his family crest caved into it, but it wasn't as big as the main door. Lleld jogged over to it and inspected it.

"Looks like your standard door," she called as she tried to open it, "but I can't figure out how you open it."

Eragon reached down and traced some of the runes inscribed their. It was an almost instictive motion. The runes he traced glowed briefly, and the door Lleld was trying to force slid open. She fell flat as she lost her balance. She sat up and shook her head before glaring at Eragon.

"Warn me the next time you're going to try something," she exclaimed.

"What is this place?" Loki asked, "And where does that door go...?"

The group from the Dominion watching quiet as Eragon did his thing with his family crest. Then they walked in slowly into the new room. A room with many catwalks and beams to support everything.

Havoc and Chaos eyed the Ancients' mech as Eragon like children in a candy store.

Lleld called from well inside the doorway, "There are a few flights of stairs, then what appears to be a control room," a pause, "Uh, Eragon, you better get up here."

Eragon retrieved his crest pendant and jogged towards where Lleld's voice was coming from. He went through the door, up the stairs, and joined her in the control room. Sitting in what one could infer as the command chair, was a skeleton. Only a few scraps of cloth were all that remained of the clothing it wore when it was alive.

"Oh." Arioa said as she spotted the skeleton.

Loki followed slowly behind Eragon up the stairs. When he finally arrived in the control room he looked at the skeleton sitting in the chair. "What is this place? And who is that guy?" Loki asked.

Lleld grabbed one of the scraps of cloth hanging from the bones.

Holding it up for all to see, she asked, "Recognize the design?"

The fragment had a thread version of Eragon's family crest sewn into it.

Eragon said, "Looks like we have a deeper mystery here."

He walked over to a crest, similar to the one on the main door, melded into the back wall. He reached for the crystal in this one, but, when he touched it, its first pulse sent him flying across the room.

Edit: OOC: Too late.

IC: "Very interesting mechanics in this place. It must be hard to create?"

Havoc and Chaos were in the control before the other of their group made it there. “Okay, what is up?” said Chaos. He was like Loki had no idea what was going on and wants to know.

Loki pointed to where Eragaon was, "He tried to touch something... and landed up over there," Loki said to Chaos.

"Apparently this has something to do with Eragon's family."

Under his hat, Nilrem was making his *Crrrrrr*

“I saw that. I want to know why that happen.” said Chaos. “Who is the dead person?”

“What this place is?” said Havoc.

Lleld replied, as she rushed over to Eragon, "Frankly, we don't know who the skeleton was. As for what this place is, we don't know. We just opened the door."

She got no closer than one meter to where Eragon lay, as sparks of some form of energy lept from him to near-by sections of the floor.

Several minutes later...

The sparking energy around Eragon died down. Once it did, his eyes opened. He sat up and shook his head, trying to clear it.

"Okay," he groaned as he leaned back against the wall, "I'm feeling a little woozy."

Lleld asked, "Any idea what happened to you?"

"I think," he replied, "that the crystal transferred its knowledge to me. Those crystals, the one on the wall over there and the one on the main door both felt alive when I touched them."

Lleld said, "Sounds plausible. But what about the energy that was arching around you preventing anyone from getting close?"

"Look at the crystal," Eragon said.

The indicated crystal was dim. It wasn't glowing as brightly as it had first had or as much as the one on the main door was.

"Looks like it expended much of its energy," Lleld said, she turned her head to face Eragon, "You aren't suggesting it transferred that power to you, are you?"

Eragon nodded, "That's the only logical explanation."

"You guys want to explain?" Loki said as he watched the two converse quickly.

“Yeah, you would feel woozy.” said Havoc. “You were just throw across the room and landed on your back of your head.”

“So…Eragon, you said the crystal transferred its knowledge to you. Got an idea what this place is?” asked Chaos.

Eragon nodded weakly, "From what I have shifted through so far, the data seems to indicate this was a hanger for that mech out there. The mech was designed to be used in a war against invaders from another plane of reality," he puts his hand on the edge of the console and props himself up to a standing position, "they never got a chance to launch. For, as quickly as they had come, the invading forces vanished. All the equipment they had left behind was transferred to storage vaults deep underground for later study. That was 5,000 years before I arrived on this island as the first Dragonlord," he smiles slightly as he plops himself into an empty chair, "that skeleton is of the last watchman for this place. He was willingly sealed in here to guard it. He wasn't able to leave anyways, as he was created by the crystals to speak for them. Each crystal is not alive itself," he pauses for breath, "but only part of a larger crystaline creature. This creature is able to control parts of itself that are no longer attached to the main body."

“So…that thing out there is a war machine.” said Havoc as he looked out the control room’s large window. “Have any idea if it needs a pilot?”

Eragon nods, "One pilot, but there is room for others. Not sure of the exact number, yet. I do know, that the control console was designed to mainly Rune-type controls. Their is a manual mode of control as well," he turns his chair to face the room's console.

Eragon runs his hands along the etched surface. Some of the carved markings he traces, others he merely touches. The result, is that most of the restraining arms move away from the mech and a gantry moves up next to the head.

“When you figure out how to control it, I will like to test it out.” said Havoc. He looked at mech form through the window, it was a beautiful thing to him.

“I would like to test it, too.” said Chaos.

Eragon says, "To use it, one needs an activation key," he holds up his pendant, "and each key is attuned to only one person. Perhaps we can find this crystaline creature and talk it into making you both one."

"Well..." Loki said, "What are we waiting for?"

"Well..." Loki said, "What are we waiting for?"

“Yeah…what are we waiting for.” said Chaos. “Let’s find this crystalline creature.”

"It's off to see the crystal, the wonderful crystal of oz." Arioa sang in a sing-songy voice.

"Huh?" said a confused Loki, "Who is Oz? A demon?"

"She was making fun of the story of the wizard of oz." Nephil replied as he leaned over to see if Nilrem wanted to be picked up.

The word Wizard got Loki's attention, "What wizard? Where is Oz?"

Nilrem seeing nephil lean over, jumped from Loki's hat onto Nephil's shoulder.

"It a story and a movie, Loki. The Wizard of Oz is not real.” said Chaos.

"Oh," said Loki with a sigh as his hopes were crushed.

"Why, do you like meeting wizards?" Nephil asked as he rubbed Nilrem.

"Whats not to like?" Loki asked. "More wizards means more learnings..."

Nephil made his *Crrrr*

"I'm sure you'll find many wizards soon." He said

Eragon led the way down the stairs and out into the main cavern. The trip took the group through several twisting and turning tunnels.

Lleld says, when she hears the Wizard of Oz comment, "Actually, a Emerald City does exist here on this island. Some fans of the books actually built it," she sighs, "trust me, the book series is much better than that horrible musical of a movie."

Eragon laughs, "Why Lleld, I thought you of all people would like a musical. With your pre-Change background as a performing artist and all that."

Lleld snorts, "Good ones, yes. But that music was just horrible. Ehh, it gives me shivers just thinking about it."

"So there really is a Wizard of Oz here?" Lillel asked incredulously.

Loki perked up again as his hopes again raised.

Nilrem *Currrred*

Lleld shook her head, "No, just some fans that built the Emerald City as described in the books," she smiles, "What some fans will do for the things they love."

Eragon snickered into his hand.

"Ah." Lillel replied

OOC: After I establish my charecter in the white tower I am going to send one of my scientests here is that alright.

Piekrom']OOC: After I establish my charecter in the white tower I am going to send one of my scientests here is that alright.

OOC: I don't see why not. The Archeologists need all the help they can get. And you may get one of the multi-pedal mechs in exchange for your help.

“Are we going to find this crystalline creature?” asked Chaos.

“Are we going to find this crystalline creature?” asked Chaos.

"Yes," Eragon responded as the group passed a couple side tunnels, "In fact, we are on our way their now."

OOC: When did everybody start moving? I though they were still in the control room. Well…I go with it.

IC: Havoc, Chaos, Command Sgt. Major Arnauld and Sergeant Mare followed Eragon. “So…can a crystalline creature talk?” asked Chaos.

Tom, First Lieutenant Lakes, Sergeant Major Keat, and Sergeant First Class Boursier stayed in the control room.

ooc: check post 626

IC:
"Whats a crystalline creature?" Loki asked inquisitvely. "Is it made of crystals?"

OOC: I did not see that post early.

Eragon replies, "From what I understand, in a sense. It vibrates part of its structure to create sounds. If done just right, it sounds like a voice."

The group turns a corner and comes upon another door with Eragon's family crest on it. He touches his pendant to the crystal. The crystal pulses and the door slides open. On the other side is a giantatic domed cavern. The walls were so perfectly smooth, that it couldn't have been made naturally. In the center of the room, partially buried, was the Crystalline Entity (http://www.30doradus.org/spaceships/images/crystalline.jpg).

"Its been a long time since I have had visitors," chimed a voice loud enough to echo around the chamber.

OOC: Sorry if I seem a bit rushed.

"Woh!" said Loki as he took a step back. "Thats wierd..."

“It is not weird, it cool looking.” said Chaos.

"Well," chimed the voice, "everyone is entitled to their own opinion," it paused, "I have been down here for millions of years. Sometimes I have someone to talk to, sometimes I don't."

With each word, the Entity pulsed with color. Its main color was a bluish-white, but its surface reflected light like oil with a rainbow effect.

"What are you doing down here?" Loki asked the crystalline figure.

"Oh, you're shiny." Arioa said as she saw the crystal being.

Lillel produced a tuning fork and approached the crystal outcropping.

"Drop it," boomed the voice loud enough to shake the room and cause dust to fall from the ceiling, "I have no desire to hurt you. But, unless you drop that thing right now, I will be forced to defend myself."

Lleld gulped and hid behind Eragon. Rix hid behind her.

"I don't think thats a good idea," Loki said to Lillel, "Besides... it wouldn't be very nice either."

"Good peice of crystalline matter, who are you talking to, and what are you refering to?" Nephil asked

Before responding, the Entity caused the rock of the floor to flow into a vertical wall between it and Lillel.

"I am known as the Silicon Avatar," sang the voice, "and I don't take kindly to being touched without my permission," a pause, "and I can assure you, young lass, I am quite in tune."

"Who said anything about either touching or tuning you?" Lillel asked the being that called itself the Silicon Avatar.

"Then what is with the tuning fork?" inquired the voice.

"You've got to admit," said Lleld, "That is a good question."

"It's for science." Lillel replied, shaking her head at such a silly question, in her mind anyways.

"You still haven't answered the question: What is the tuning fork for? Be specific."

"I would answer if I were you," said Eragon, "Wouldn't want to make it mad, or would you?"

"I wouldn't be so sure about that..." Loki said as he looked from Lillel to Eragon.

"Like I said, science. Trying to explain what I'll be doing is far to complex to get into unless you, and the rest of the people here would be willing to wait for a good deal of time." Lillel replied

"Try me, little one."

A fist-sized chunk of the main crystalline body broke off and floated over to Eragon.

"Keep that handy, youngster, and I'll always be able to keep in touch with you."

"You might have the time Avatar, but do the rest of the people here might not." She replied

The next sound that came chiming out of the Avatar sounded more like a crystalline "Bronx Cheer" than anything else.

"Then I suggest you put your 'equipment' away, as I will not allow any unauthorized experimentation. All you need to know is this, I was 'born' in space, and that is where my existance shall end. When the time comes, I shall return to the stars and spread my children on planets like my proginator did before me."

"Who said you were the target?" Lillel asked

Havoc, Chaos, and two soldiers watched as the Silicon Avatar get anger at Lillel. Then it hit Chaos like a sack of bricks, they need keys for that cool mech. Chaos walked next to Eragon and said “See if you get me and my brother some keys to operate the mech.”

"Each mech is destined for one user," chimed the Avatar, "yes, I heard you quite clearly, young man."

A small pillar slowly morphed from the ground. The top was at waist height. The top had a indentation for a left hand next to a small slot.

"Place your left hand in the indentation and picture the symbol you want on the key in your mind. Do it one at a time please. Each key will activate only one mech. You will be directed to the mech your key is for."

"Hmm," pondered Eragon, "Better hearing than a Dragonlord."

Although Loki wasn't thrilled about using a mech he decided he might as well at least get a key so that he has the oppurtunity. Walking up to the pillar, Loki stretched his arm above his head and inserted it into the slot. He pictured himself as his hand sat in the slot...

"Little one," chimed the Avatar, "you must picture a symbol. Do you not have a family crest? If you do not have a design in mind that could be used, I could design one for you based off of what I can sense of your personallity.

"Currently, I sense that you are reluctant to command a mech, for that reason, you shall be given a non-combat mech. Your's shall be one for transportation, but, it will still be able to defend itself."

"Umm... okay... I will picture a different symbol," Loki said reluctantly.

He then focused on his staff.

"Could we have 'mechs' as well?" Nephil asked the crystalline entity.

"If you wish, lad," replied the Avatar before turning its attention to Loki, "Looks like I may have to step in."

The socket Loki had his hand in pulsed with light. Soft chiming sounds could be heard coming from the Silicon Avatar.

"As you were not thinking of a design I could use, I took the liberty of coming up with one for you."

An oval shaped pendant slid out of the slot next to Loki's hand. The design (http://homepages.rootsweb.com/~dfsgal/thumbs/snks-btn-1.jpg) on it was complex.

"That is what I meant by symbol, young one."

"So do you want us to think of a design as well?" Nephil asked

"So do you want us to think of a design as well?" Nephil asked

"Yes," chimed the voice, "You must each think of unique designs. That way, you can tell which one belongs to who."

"A staff is a symbol..." Loki said, "And mine would be unique to me... but whatever.... this is fine."

"A staff is a symbol..." Loki said, "And mine would be unique to me... but whatever.... this is fine."

"Your point is understood," chimed the Avatar, "but the Pedastool is not capable of creating photorealistic images on the pendants."

"Alright." Nephil said as the three thought of unique designs.

ooc: Arioa = http://justanotherbeth.album.atomic-systems.com/showPic.php/42744/amulet.jpg?CUTHERE=914f0acfbad0d8e536e893b5a08696dc

Nephil = http://graphyx.org/gallerypages/amulet.jpg

Lillel = http://www.aalterra.com/dnd/places/pictures/amulet1.jpg

"Place your left hand in the indentation and picture the symbol you want on the key in your mind. Do it one at a time please. Each key will activate only one mech. You will be directed to the mech your key is for."

Havoc stepped up to the pedastool after Loki. As he placed his hand on it, he was thinking about a red circle with a gray wolf’s head in the middle. The wolf’s eyes yellow.

Chaos waited for his brother to get done.

Havoc stepped up to the pedastool after Loki. As he placed his hand on it, he was thinking about a red circle with a gray wolf’s head in the middle. The wolf’s eyes yellow.

Chaos waited for his brother to get done.

The hand indentation pulsed and Havoc's pendant key slid out of the slot next to it.

"Alright." Nephil said as the three thought of unique designs.

ooc: Arioa = http://justanotherbeth.album.atomic-systems.com/showPic.php/42744/amulet.jpg?CUTHERE=914f0acfbad0d8e536e893b5a08696dc

Nephil = http://graphyx.org/gallerypages/amulet.jpg

Lillel = http://www.aalterra.com/dnd/places/pictures/amulet1.jpg

"I can't make you your pendant keys until you place your hand in the indentation on the pedastool," chimed the Avatar, "To expediate matters, I will add three more pedastools at the perfect heights for the three of you."

Three more of the pedastools morphed out of the ground in front of the trio. As promised, each was at the perfect height for each of them.

The hand indentation pulsed and Havoc's pendant key slid out of the slot next to it.

Havoc took the pendant and looked at before walking away from the pedastool. Havoc continued looking at it as his brother stepped up to the pedastool.

Placing his hand on the pedastool, Chaos started thinking about short sword with wings on its handle. The handle is gold with white wings. A red heart in the center of the handle near the sword’s blade.

Havoc took the pendant and looked at before walking away from the pedastool. Havoc continued looking at it as his brother stepped up to the pedastool.

Placing his hand on the pedastool, Chaos started thinking about short sword with wings on its handle. The handle is gold with white wings. A red heart in the center of the handle near the sword’s blade.

The socket pulsed once again and the pendant key slid out.

"Now," chimed the Avatar, "I will show visual representations of the mechs your keys will activate. As soon as the others that want mechs place their hand on the pedastool, a mech will be displayed for them as well."

Beams of light emerged from the Avatar and resolved into images of Loki's (http://img167.echo.cx/img167/6314/atptcomplete2de.jpg), Havoc's (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y131/Kvess/Mechs/mech.jpg), and Chaos's (http://www.stud.tu-ilmenau.de/~lychesis/gallery/ctspider.jpg) mechs.

Nephil, Lillel and Arioa put there hands on the apropriate pedestal.

ooc: The middle link isn't working.

Chaos looked at his pendant and smiled. It was a symbol of strength back in town he grew up in. Then looked at the visual representations of the mech, he would get to pilot. Havoc did the same thing. Both of them had huge smiles on their faces.

OOC: Havoc’s mech did come up for me.

Nephil, Lillel and Arioa put there hands on the apropriate pedestal.

ooc: The middle link isn't working.

OOC: I fixed it so all should be able to see it now.

IC: The three pedastools flashed and pushed out three different pendant keys. Three more beams of light shone out from the Avatar. Nephil's (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y131/Kvess/Mechs/mech0.jpg), Lillel's (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y131/Kvess/Mechs/devilstar-mech.jpg), and Arioa's (http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y131/Kvess/Mechs/walker.gif) mechs were displayed.

"Each mech," chimed the Silicon Avatar, "was choosen for each of you based on your personality. Lillel, yours has a flame-thrower, so you'll never need to feel cold again; Loki, your mech is small and lightly armed; Havoc, the mech you are destined for has no built in weapons, but has heavy armor and can use the shotgun-style weapon that can be stored with clamps on the back; Chaos, your mech, though only having two weapons, is extremely agile and should be able to go almost anywhere; Nephil, the mech you have will allow you to protect your friends and family; Arioa, you got a mech armed with a stun cannon."

"Thank you." Nephil said

Lillel grinned at the crystalline entities's wit, and Arioa began scampering toward her mech.

"Thank you, mister," Loki said as he turned and waddled towards his mech.

Havoc smiled and thought to himself. It built for close range attacks. He started over to his mech.

Chaos heads to his mech before saying thank you to the crystalline entity.

"Uh," said Lleld, "You do remember that those are just visual representations of the mechs. Not the actual mechs themselves."

"Correct, little lady," chimed the Avatar, "To get to the mech bay where they all are physically, you will have to go downwards."

With that, an opening appeared in the floor. A ramp sloped downward from that opening.

"There is your path. It is up to you if you wish to follow it."

Lillel, Nephil and Arioa started down the ramp.

After pausing momentarily to weigh his options, Loki proceeded down the ramp behind Arioa.

Eragon and Lleld conjured two balls of coldfire each. They set them to hover over their shoulders. Then the two Dragonlords followed the others down the ramp. Serinus, Rix, and the others (OOC: My other characters) remained to talk with the Silicon Avatar.

In the tunnel below Eragon made a third ball of coldfire that he could move with his hand like a lamp. Near the bottom of the ramp was a sign written in an ancient version of the Saurian foot-print alphabet.

"It says," Eragon read, "this way to the Mech Bay."

"I guess we follow the 'signs'," joked Lleld.

"Lead on." Nephil said to the light weilding Were-Dragons.

Havoc, Chaos, and the two soldiers moved towards the ramp as the other half of their group arrived in the room. That half move towards the ramp and followed Havoc and Chaos. The group followed Eragon and Lleld.

Loki followed shortly behind.

Ahh-choo!

Lleld's sneeze echoed around the confines of the corrider.

"I hate the dust," she groaned.

The corrider had not been used in so long that the floor was covered with a thick blanket of dust. In the section they were in, it was high enough just to get on top of Lleld's boots, and it only got deeper in.

"We'll need something to filter the air before we can get any deeper," agreed Eragon, "We could teleport in, but then I would need a visualization of where we were going. Without one, we could end up inside a wall."

"We could generate a wind to blow the dust away." Lillel suggested

"Yeh..." Loki said. "Or we could float over it," he suggested.

"I can see some problems with both plans," Lleld says, "Lillel, this wind idea of yours would be great, if there was someplace for the dust to blow to. As for your idea of floating over it, Loki, not all of us can levitate ourselves. Those who are of Air can create spheres of Air they can ride on, but that would disrupt the dust more than walking through it would."

"I have an idea," said Eragon, "How about we use water to soak the dust. Wet dust doesn't become air-borne and isn't as 'fluffy' as this."

"But you would need someone who is of Water," chimed the chunk of the Avatar floating over Eragon's left shoulder.

Cracking his knuckles, Eragon said, "I think I can control the Water in the air well enough to make it ankle-deep for Lleld. That should damp down the dust."

He closes his eyes and concentrates. The moisture in the air becomes more and more concentrated as he pulls more in from outside the corridor. Soon, a fog cloud formed inside the corrider. The cloud began to condense and concentrate at floor level. Eventually, it became a layer of water that would reach up to Lleld's ankles at its deepest point.

Opening his eyes, Eragon said, jokingly, "I hope everyone's foot-wear is water proof."

OOC: Last post for the night.

OOC: Bump.

As the water hit Lillel's feet in her open toe'd sandles, it began steaming. Arioa leapt up into Nephil's arms with a shriek, and he just shrugged, as he wasn't bother like Arioa was by water.

The group from the Dominion didn’t care about the water or the dust. Tom had a strange look on his face. “Who pissed on my feet?” he asked. Everybody, from the Dominion, started laughing and nobody could tell him it was just water.

Loki didn't say anything but he didn't like the dampness of his clothes. He raised his hands and touched them to his clothes, as he had done when he first arrived on the island, and they dried from the small fire that he had created.

Lleld groaned, "First its sneezes from dust. Now this."

She bent down and caused a wash of flame to go over the water in front of them. The water evaporate quite quickly in the intense heat. A slight mist was all that was left of the water.

"I just got these boots. No way am I going to let the leather get ruined," she laughed.

The dust was now a compact layer that clumped together and was only a centimeter high at its deepest.

"Well, lead on then," Loki said to Eragon. "We aren't far, are we?"

"Well, lead on then," Loki said to Eragon. "We aren't far, are we?"

"Actually," Eragon said, "I've never been down here before. I'm just going off the memories imparted to me by that crystal earlier in the control booth."

The group started to walk through the still lingering bits of mist.

"If I'm not mistaken," Lleld said, "I would think that the air down here should be staler if nobody's been down here in so long."

"The air in this corrider was recycled by the Silicon Avatar. However, the Mech Bay itself lies beyond the Avatar's influence, so prepared for some 'bad air' when we reach it."

Half-hour later...

The group had reached the door to the Mech Bay. Unlike earlier doors, this one was composed of two halves. Each half slid aside so a being could walk between them.

"I hope you can all hold your breath long enough for the Bay to air out," grunted Eragon as he stuck his hands between the two halves of the door and tried to force them open, "a little help would be nice. I think they rusted together."

Loki put his hands over his mouth knowing that he didn't have enough strength to open the doors manually. He prepared for the dank air that was about to be unleashed, though his body could most likely handle it the way it was.

"Why not just use magick?" Nephil asked

"To open the door or to clear out the musty air?" Loki asked. "We could blow the air out and make it mix with the fresh air here... or if you were talking about the doors, we could blast them open."

"Why not just use magick?" Nephil asked

"Simple," Lleld said from where she was helping Eragon, "the Magick center of any being can be thought of like a muscle, and like any muscle, it needs time to rest and recharge itself. Don't you recall the state Saka was in after she teleported the group from The Transylvania and herself from Fair Haven to the top of this mountain?"

After a few minutes of struggling with the stubborn door, it finally came open and slid part way into their recesses. The doors had indeed rusted shut and there was so much rust that they could only be opened wide enough for one person at a time. Lleld fell foward when the door popped open. She stood up and stepped back while coughing in her sleeve.

"Bagh," she groaned through the fabric, "we need someone who is of Air to freshen that place up."

"Umm... well I can use air spells if you want," Loki commented.

Havoc and Chaos were only half-human so the musty air would not mess with them. The two snipers and the two soldiers were wearing Transylvania body armor, which has it own air system built into it. Tom, well he could handle the air.

The three soldiers helped Eragon open the door to the mech bay.

"Umm... well I can use air spells if you want," Loki commented.

"Then go ahead," coughed Lleld through her sleeve, "I know I can't do any Air tricks, though I can't say about Eragon."

"Nothing that can work here," Eragon said with his left hand covering his mouth and nose.

He nodded in thanks to those from The Transylvania that had helped him with the door.

"I'll hold Nilrem if you want." Arioa said from her perch on Nephil's shoulder

"Alright then," Loki said as he walked into the dank room after handing Nilrem to Arioa. He held on hand over his mouth as a precaution although his body could handle the air.

When he got in, he moved towards the back of the room. Raising his hands into the air, he concentrated and closed his eyes. Two small whirlwinds started up on either side of Loki, swirling towards the doors.

The whirlwinds stirred up the air and forced it to mix with the fresh air from the corridor.

"Nice trick," complimented Lleld.

She moved her arm to her side and took a whiff.

"Its safe," she said.

"Good," said Eragon removing his hand from his face.

He slipped through the doors and Lleld came after him. Eragon reached for a rectangular piece of crystal that was sticking out next to the left side of the door. When he took hold of it, a few dim lights came on-line.

"Looks like most of the lights need to be recharged," he said.

Amoung the few lights that contained a light charge, were a few spotlights illuminating some of the mechs. Amoung the lit mechs were the ones that the Silicon Avatar had provided keys to. The one with the shotgun 'strapped' to its back was sitting in a pose that reminded one of the gorilla it was designed after. It moved on all four-limbs, and stood up on its hind-limbs to use the weapon.

Arioa, still holding Nilrem, Nephil with both on his shoulder, and Lillel went to examine the mechs they'd been given.

Loki stood in the middle of the room and watched as the others entered. Looking around he saw all of the mechs that they had been given.

He began thinking whether or not he really wanted to use one.

Seeing the look on Loki's face, Lleld went over to him to ask him what the problem was.

Eragon said to everyone, "To get inside the cockpits, just slide your pendant key in the slot next to the door and then take it out. Once inside, place the pendant key in the depression for it on the console and the mech will activate."

OOC: Last post for the night.

Havoc walked into the room after everybody but his group entered. He scanned the room, looking at each mech. Then he stopped as he looked at his mech. Nice. he said to himself. Havoc started walking over to his mech, playing with the pendent in his hands.

Chaos and the others walked in after Havoc did. Chaos found his mech, the spider mech as he called it. Like his brother, he was playing with the pendent in his hands.

Seeing the look on Loki's face, Lleld went over to him to ask him what the problem was.

Seeing that Lleld had come over to him, Loki spoke, "Well... I don't really see the use in me having a 'mech'..."

"When I left my home, I decided to travel the world and study magic... but not to find a fighting machine."

Seeing that Lleld had come over to him, Loki spoke, "Well... I don't really see the use in me having a 'mech'..."

"When I left my home, I decided to travel the world and study magic... but not to find a fighting machine."

Lleld laughed, "I'm sure the Avatar sensed that when it scanned you for your Pendant Key. That's why it chose to let you use a transport mech and not a combat one," she pointed to a row mechs like the one designated for Loki, "Those things were designed for fire fighting. At least that's what Eragon relayed to me over mindspeak."

"Well then..." Loki said, "I may use it to get me home... I still have many places to travel and many things to learn - though I doubt I will be using it after that."

"Well then..." Loki said, "I may use it to get me home... I still have many places to travel and many things to learn - though I doubt I will be using it after that."

Lleld smiled impishly, "Well, as one of them is yours now, feel free to use it whenever you want."

Eragon called out, from where he was inspecting a lone scorpion-like mech, "All of the mechs should be fully charged. Their internal Sunstones are rated at five-thousand years each at the full power usage rate, twice that at the minimum. Though, you will have to bring the mech back here for recharging after that."

"So, any rules or limits on use of these mechs?" Lillel asked

Their internal Sunstones are rated at five-thousand years

"I don't think I will be around in 5000 years," Loki said with a nervous smile. "So... anything you guys want to do or..."

Havoc and Chaos were all ready in their mechs. They used their keys to get in. “Now…how do I fire up these baby?” said Havoc out loud.

Havoc and Chaos were all ready in their mechs. They used their keys to get in. “Now…how do I fire up these baby?” said Havoc out loud.

Eragon laughed and called out, "Like I said earlier, their is a indentation on the control console that your Pendant Key will fit in. That will activate the unit."

“Oh…I found it.” said Havoc as placed his Pendant Key in it’s spot. Chaos looked for that indentation and placed his Pendant Key in it. Both mechs started powering up…

"The ring platform to take the mechs to the surface, is that big round step-thing at the far end of the room near the bay control room," Eragon yells so they could hear him, "their is a ramp system on the other side, but its rusted shut."

Each mech was controlled with a simple joystick and throttle set-up. Though, to reach the joystick, a pilot had to stick his or her arm through a tube-like device that covered the forearm.

After looking at the cockpit, Havoc and Chaos found the throttle set-up first. Havoc put his hand in the tube-like device on his right side and found a joystick. Chaos found it a couple of seconds later.

Havoc’s mech started moving forward heading to ring platform, “I feel like I’m King Kong in this thing.” The spider mech moved in behind Havoc’s mech. The other members of the group followed the mechs to the platform.

There was only room on the platform for one mech at a time.

"To activate the Rings," called Eragon, "press the egg-shaped blue stone on the back of the gauntlet. Do not touch any of the other stones."

Nephil, Lillel, and Arioa, with Nilrem still in hand, boarded the mechs and followed the others.

There was only room on the platform for one mech at a time.

"To activate the Rings," called Eragon, "press the egg-shaped blue stone on the back of the gauntlet. Do not touch any of the other stones."

Havoc’s mech waited in the middle of the ring as First Lieutenant Lakes pressed the egg-shaped blue stone on the gauntlet…

Havoc’s mech waited in the middle of the ring as First Lieutenant Lakes pressed the egg-shaped blue stone on the gauntlet…

An opening surrounding the platform opened up. Hovering rings rose up and generated the energies needed. In a flash of light, the mech dissapeared, only to reappear on a similar platform in what appeared to be the ruins of a military base in the middle of the Great Desert. The rings sunk back below the floor. The capictors would take five seconds to recharge from the Sunstones that powered the unit.


OOC #1: Picture the Ring transporter thing from Stargate, only larger.
OOC #2: Last post for the night.

After much deliberation, Loki climbed into his mech and inserted the pendant key. When it started up, he got his bearings, and then proceeded to the gate to wait his turn.

An opening surrounding the platform opened up. Hovering rings rose up and generated the energies needed. In a flash of light, the mech dissapeared, only to reappear on a similar platform in what appeared to be the ruins of a military base in the middle of the Great Desert. The rings sunk back below the floor. The capictors would take five seconds to recharge from the Sunstones that powered the unit.


Havoc moved his mech off the ring transporter, he waited for his brother to get up. Chaos walked his mech on the ring, First Lieutenant Lakes pressed the egg-shaped blue stone on the gauntlet. As few seconds later, the spider mech appeared on the surface. Chaos walked his mech off the ring and next to his brother’s mech.

“Mr. Eragon!” said First Lieutenant Lakes . “How do we get to the surface, now?”

Eragon smiled, "Simple. Just got to grab one of the portable control gauntlets, get everyone on the platform, and activated."

He forced opened the non-responsive door to the control booth and retrieved the command gauntlet (http://mars.walagata.com/w/somed/handdevice2.JPG). Unlike the standard gauntlets (http://genie.slashcity.org/misc/hand.jpg), the command gauntlet was an entirely different color and of a slightly different design.

"As soon as the last mech is on the surface and clear of the platform up their, this indicator," he points to a spot on the now reactivated command gauntlet, "will indicate that it is safe for us to use the platform."

The three demons, in turn, boarded the transport ring to take them to the surface.

"As soon as the last mech is on the surface and clear of the platform up their, this indicator," he points to a spot on the now reactivated command gauntlet, "will indicate that it is safe for us to use the platform."

“Oh…I see. that is cool.” said First Lieutenant Lakes.

OOC Notice: I will be out of state for this Thanksgiving vacation. I will have little, if any access to a computer. I will let you know when I have returned. As usual, I will still leave my computer on and logged-in over that time, but I will be A.F.K..

ooc: been gone for Thanksgiving

IC:
Loki got a handle for his mech before following the others to the transportation system. He entered into the gate and eventually found himself with the others are on the surface of the island.

"Hey guys... what now?" he asked.

"Hey do you have Nilrem still?" Loki said to Arioa as he remembered he hadn't seen Nilrem since he entered the room to clear it of its stale air.

He was waiting impatientely for Lillel and Eragon to reach the surface as he felt like he needed to be somewhere soon.

"Yes, he's still with me." Arioa replied as Lillel transited to the surface.

"Good," Loki said with a sigh of relief.

In Arioa's mech, Nilrem began getting agitated. He jumped from space to space and seemed to be full of energy - something very peculiar since Nilrem hadn't slept in hours as he normally does every two hours.

"How is he doing?" Loki asked.

"He's bouncing around like a superball." Arioa replied as she tried to catch Nilrem.

"I thought he would be..." Loki replied.

Definately something I have to do soon

Meanwhile inside Arioa's mech, Nilrem was still bouncing around restlessly. He was bouncing even faster than normal and was quite difficult to catch.

Arioa did something that if either of her parents saw would have gotten her into a heap of trouble. She cast a small spell and there appeared a small pile of the nuts that she'd fed Nilrem earlier.

Nilrem paid little to no attention to the pile of nuts - it was questionable whether he even knew they were there.

He continued to bounce across the entire interior of the mech including Arioa's head, her lap, the controls, the seat and everything else.

As he bounced on her lap, she made another attemp to grab the rascly blue furball.

Her attempt failed. As soon as he had landed on her lap he had moved on again to a new spot. He jumped onto the controls and paused momentarily as he looked Arioa.

"Nilrem, calm down." Arioa said in response to his look.

In response to Arioa's words, Nilrem bounced up in down in place gaining speed each time.

"If you don't calm down I'll be crossed with you and not give you any of these nuts." She said, pointing to the pile of nuts.

Nilrem clearly noticed the nuts this time but did not care for them. He bounced even faster and he was no reaching the ceiling with each jump.

"Loki, he refuses to calm down." Arioa said

"Yeh... I figured so," Loki said under his breath. "I am not sure what to do about it..."

Nilrem jumped out and bounced of Arioa's forhead.

Arioa wrapped him on his nose, like you would a dog, to indicate her annoyance.

The force knocked Nilrem across the mech and into the glass window - his body squeezed to half its size on impact. Though quite mad at Arioa he was no injured and in no time he began jumping again.