Occultastic [MA6]

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Or another place from another time." Moyr didn't like to be naked like this, she rewired her anger to fuel her resolve though. "Wherever this is, it challenges our resolve." She took steps toward the cave, though without abandoning caution. "Shall we?"

[Zeno Deathwright]

Zeno nods, walking towards the cave.

[Nekoinu]

Upon their approach, the cave twisted into the shape of a mouth, growing jagged 'teeth' and began chomping down in a rhythm. With each bite, the ground shook, rattling the scattered bones. However, at the very least, the motions were predictable enough to apparently be easily jumped. "I wonder what happens if we get injured in here," the Zabrak mused, "I'd rather not test it."

[Zeno Deathwright]

"I'm sure we'll find out soon enough what happens in here," Zeno says, hopping through the mouth after a few seconds timing it.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Then we better not get injured." At least Moyr could know now whether Zabraki ritual of passage involved tattooing boobs and other funny places. "I think there's enough of a window between bites to hop in." She wanted to share a piece of wisdom about fear from her master's repertoire but bit her tongue. "I can go first."

[Am I deprived of mask effects if things come to rolling?]

[Nekoinu]

Lord Zeno was able to jump the gap without issue. "Looks like he already settled the issue," the Zabrak remarked with a smirk. She stepped forward and then looked back to Moyr. "Me or you next?"

[Moyr Ahaya]

Moyr just grinned, tilted her head, and followed Zeno at the next mouth-spread.

[Nekoinu]

The teeth closed abruptly afterward, sealing the remaining Sith Lord outside. She banged on the teeth, her voice barely audible. "Hello?! Are you alright in there?! Dammit!"

The cave itself illuminated with the same red as outside. The sources were nondescript, apparently random and from nothing at all.

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Well shit," he says towards Moyr before going to the teeth. He looks around for any mechanisms that might open the mouth again.

[Moyr Ahaya]

Moyr gave it a cursory effort too but her gut feeling was that it was simply not Ral's destiny to go further.

[Nekoinu]

The banging on the other side continued on. "Well, it certainly does hurt! I better not wake up to damn bruises on my hands!"

Zeno, for his part, was unable to find any discernible way to open the mouth. The world itself did not seem to follow any laws of logic. Whatever happened was by the will of its creator.

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Nothing in here to open it. No tools to do so. We'll head on," he shouts through the teeth.

Looking to Moyr he nods. "Ready?" When she is ready he starts down the path.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"We'll see if we can make this open from deeper inside." Moyr reassured Ral. "Don't catch a lightning when we do, my lord!"

[Nekoinu]

"Oh sure, sure!" She punched the teeth once more, hard enough to make her scream in pain afterward. "Dammit this sucks!"

The cave was much alike the rest outside. Bones and dust. But it eventually opened up to a chasm, the bottom not perceivable in the least. The only path consisted of flimsy pillars, barely large enough for a foot.

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Well, that looks exciting. Ready?" he asks.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"I am not feeling like being deterred by minor inconveniences, Zeno." Moyr stepped toward the pillars. "I believe the way out of this vision is forward. Remember the Ordeal at the Academy, in the Tombs?" She examined whose bones were these. Sentiens? If so, which ones?

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Let's head forward then," he says starting down the path.

[Nekoinu]

The bones appeared to be of mostly humans, though near humans would also qualify.

With the first step, lightning began to streak around them. Countless Shyrack swarms began to fly past overhead, each looking down upon them but not directly flying to the pair.

[Moyr Ahaya]

Moyr nodded. She would take the lead if Zeno didn't, being mindful of surroundings and being properly light-footed.

[Zeno Deathwright]

Zeno was no lead foot himself, having reflexes honed by his pilot training and the Ataru form. The creatures got a glance, but since they weren't bothering with them he didn't bother with the creatures.

[Nekoinu]

When both were able to make it to the other side, the pillars collapsed. The sound of them hitting the ground never occurred.

[Zeno Deathwright]

"Forward is the only path indeed," he says to Moyr, moving onward without a lot of concern. He kept his eyes open for threats, but there was no point in hesitating.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Whatever will has created this vision world had a taste for theatrics." Moyr mused. "Like I said, the only way is forward."

[Nekoinu]

The rest of the journey was similarly daunting, hallowing, or any other descriptor. One room was filled with miniature k'lor'slugs which skittered about at their feet and even crawled up to as high as their kneecaps. However, they never spat any acid nor sank their teeth into the Sith. As soon as they made it past, the massive swarm formed a makeshift wall. When they had finally gotten outside, the vision demanded that they weather through the might of a storm, the howling winds and lighting blocking out any sound and leaving visibility to a bare minimum.

But when they reached the top of the summit, there stood a humanoid figure, its cloak shrouding any discernible features. "You have arrived," a feminine voice spoke, apparently pleased.

[Zeno Deathwright]

"We have," Zeno replied with a nod. "You must be quiet powerful to have created this vision."

He tried to discern if this woman had the same appearance as the statue.