Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130604074342/@comment-933831-20130611201956

Caccia tucked the key away, feeling Viola say she'd tell him more later. That was what was good about the void whiskers among many other things. When people whisper, or even mouth the words while standing closer than thirty feet away, she understands it perfectly. For now, though, she'd tuck that information away with the key.

Continuing down the hallway, the demon found herself at a locked door, pulling the key out and plunging it into the keyhole, turning it and opening the door. Immediately, a spike leapt forward, impaling where Caccia's head would have been, if she had one. The helmet once again skittered to the floor as Caccia walked over and picked it up. "I swear, this is going to get annoying if they keep going for headshots." Stepping into the next room, Caccia could only feel so far, but from the echos of her footsteps, the room seemed pretty huge, with two levels and magical conduits scattered about. Caccia picked one up right next to the door.

"Ohhh, Right. So these things are magical conduits. Gather them and some effect will happen, presumably a door opening. Given the slots on here, it feels like there should be about eight. Split up or stick together?"