Pine Grove
Achlys stretched lazily, muttering to herself that finding people was Aion's job. She then sent the floating skull ahead to look for Saru. She and a small number of skeletons followed it to the monkey boy. "There you are," She said as the skull returned to floating over her one shoulder, "Are you conscious?" After asking this, Achlys reached into her enchanted bag to pull out a potion she normally uses on Aion when he's injured as Saru is. "Do I need to give you a potion that I've been told tastes absolutely terrible?"
Chronomancer's Tower
After a while, Aion slipped back into the hallway he was in. Nothing. I could stall her... Keep her from getting...
The book.
With his thoughts collected, Aion was now more inquisitive of the foreign thoughts. Book? What book? Who's in my head? What is with this place? Only the distant sound of footsteps answered him. Frustration started to set in. Ok. Fine. Moving on. He pressed onward, getting deeper into the tower, seeking the necromancer. This time though, he felt it best to try and play mind games with her. I can make the illusion of teleportation. Be in one place then another. If I stall her long enough, the others should be able to catch up.
Achlys stretched lazily, muttering to herself that finding people was Aion's job. She then sent the floating skull ahead to look for Saru. She and a small number of skeletons followed it to the monkey boy. "There you are," She said as the skull returned to floating over her one shoulder, "Are you conscious?" After asking this, Achlys reached into her enchanted bag to pull out a potion she normally uses on Aion when he's injured as Saru is. "Do I need to give you a potion that I've been told tastes absolutely terrible?"
Chronomancer's Tower
After a while, Aion slipped back into the hallway he was in. Nothing. I could stall her... Keep her from getting...
The book.
With his thoughts collected, Aion was now more inquisitive of the foreign thoughts. Book? What book? Who's in my head? What is with this place? Only the distant sound of footsteps answered him. Frustration started to set in. Ok. Fine. Moving on. He pressed onward, getting deeper into the tower, seeking the necromancer. This time though, he felt it best to try and play mind games with her. I can make the illusion of teleportation. Be in one place then another. If I stall her long enough, the others should be able to catch up.
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