Chapter 2: Dwarven Hunt (3/5)
Ms.Heavy-Iron: More.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: and More.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: and More!!! I hate all these damn spiders.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Finally, here they are.
Breya: Why are all these metal things ignoring us.
Roots: Anavchzel is waiting.
Breya: Waiting for what?
Roots: No one seems to know. Perhaps the return of the dwemer. perhaps the end of the world.
Breya: Best we get rid of the ones we see. Just in case.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Well that explains what happened to these guys, i better keep going.
Breya: i told you we should have hired a thief.
Fathom: we are thieves you fool, we're stealing the cube.
Breya: and yet none of us can pick a damned lock.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Well this was a pointless memory.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Oh, this one looks important.
Drennen: This place is huge.
Roots: It is large, indeed. I did not anticipate Avanchnzel's size or the time needed to uncover the entrance. A few hours sleep and we should be ready to continue through.
Drennen:Maybe we should turn back. I don't want to sleep here.
Roots: Drennen, you do understand that the Lexicon at the bottom of this place holds the accumulated memories of centuries of Dwemer
Breya: Not to mention our pay
Drennen: So?
Roots: So we're not turning back, you fool.
Breya: Besides, you're not scared of a few sleeping metal men. Are you, Drennen?
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Wonder why they stayed asleep when they came through.
Roots: you said they were sleeping, i said they were waiting.It seems a few of them were "waiting" for someone to try and take the Lexicon.
Breya: Great.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Oh, so they did attack, i wonder where they keep coming fr.
*Clanking noises*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: What's that sound?
Ms.Heavy-Iron: By Julianos!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: That's where they come from, they build each other! Amazing. Still, i should clear them out first.
(short uninteresting fight later)
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Hmmm, they seem brand new.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: I feel like they are built a little differently though.Hopefully i don't run into this giant, the one at alfland was bad enough. Glad i perfected my magic for situations like this.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Wonder what else i will run into-!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Poor kid. I wonder what happened to him.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Maybe i will find ou-!
Drennen: I can't do this. We shouldn't be here. I'm sorry.
Breya: Drennen.
Fathoms: Let the field mouse run. Your pay will be double.
Breya: My pay will be nothing if we die in here!
Roots: Calm yourself, Breya. We are closing in on the Lexicon. I can feel it calling. We'll continue without Drennen.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Something must have killed him after, i can't believe they'd just let their friend run off.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Lets find another memory.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Here we go, that was quick.
Roots: we are close now, i can feel the lexicon calling.
Breya: Sure.
Fathoms: So we grab it and we get out, right?
Roots: Once we have the Lexicon, we'll need to take it to its podium. I know what to do from there. Soon the Lexicon's knowledge will be mine.
Fathoms: Ours. Soon the Lexicon's knowledge will be ours.
Roots: Of course.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: I gotta catch up to them quick-
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Before t-Oh!
Roots: We're almost there. I can hear the Lexicon. Come on. Quickly!
Breya: Something doesn't feel right
*they disappear*
Breya: Wait!
Roots: Aaaahh
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Well that doesn't sound good.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: And i was right.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Poor guy
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Doesn't know much about Dwemer traps i guess.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Finally, i think this is the end.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: What the hell, 3 centerions...no, just one, the other 2 are memories.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: What are they doing though?
Ms.Heavy-Iron: I can't hear anything they are saying.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Why would this memory be blocked out?
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Oh, its over now.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: I guess the girl stayed behind to let fathoms escape, what a great friend.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: but the other one is still here, i guess she could only defeat one?
Ms.Heavy-Iron: I hate these things, last one broke 6 ribs.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Wait, maybe i can sneak past it and place the lexicon on the pedestal.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Just gotta be very quiet. *Farts*
*Loud Churging Nose*
*Lighting sounds*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Oh come on!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: A damn Fart wakes you up!!!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Fuck it, we're gonna fight then.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: LETS GO!!!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Burns doesn't it.
*Swish*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Holy shit, that was close.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: HA!!! Dammit, not working either.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Swords don't do much and magic is doing very little too. Well it could be worse.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: A FUCKING LIGHTNING BEAM, REALLY!!!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Shit nothings working, i need to keep away.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Goddammit i'm in a corner now, guess there is only one option.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Help me out Trusty Bow
*Clang*
*Hssss*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Dammit, only a little. Thank Julianos i improved my magic for the steam too
Ms.Heavy-Iron: If i'm going down, i'll at least weaken him for the next one to travel here.
*Sound of Centureon moving forward*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Come on lets go.
*Sound of Centureon moving forward*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Huh?
*Sound of Centureon moving forward*
*Sound of Centureon backing again*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: W-what's it doing.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Why won't it come over here.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: That doesn't make any sense
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Unless, It can't be. This machine is so dumb, that it can't figure out to talk over the ledge next to me or how to cross a simple path.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Oh Julianos, how did the species that create exploding arrows, entire pipe systems, and metal men.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Make something this stupid.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: I'm just gonna put it out of its misery, Just try to keep still big guy, I'll end this quick.
*Crumple*
Ms.Heavy-Iron: There we go
Ms.Heavy-Iron: This is unbelievable. I've never been so disappointed in Dwemer Technology.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: You should be ashamed for being built....why am i talking to this thing?
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Forget it, lets just put this Lexicon back and go home.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: There we go.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: That should do it.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Hmmm, looks like there is some information inside.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: I guess it wouldn't hurt to try to translate it. Those books from Apocrypha have their benefits i guess.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: This goes..., and this becomes....
Ms.Heavy-Iron: no, spelled that wrong, lets correct that.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: done, Okay lets look at the meanings now.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: So the order should go...
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Hold on, something isn't right or my translating skills are more horrible than i thought. According to my book this lexicon is
Ms.Heavy-Iron: An instruction manual on Cooking Dwarven Cookies.....REALLY!!!
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Are kidding me, who in oblivion heavily protects a formula for Dwarven Cookies.
Ms.Heavy-Iron: Seriously, what kind of idiot would go for such a thing knowingly.
Fathoms: That would be me you naked fool.
Part 4
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