Fourteen (NBL) –
Orb have runes – the bigger ones are protective. The runes read: “Guardians, defeat, door, and drown”. The runes are moving, the orb is spinning.
Doki inferred that there is something we have to do.
The walls are made out of solid granite. Doki doesn’t see any opening no door or creases. Nothing in the walls – it’s solid. At the edges of the room there doesn’t appear to be mortared to the wall.
The are two vertical walls that aren’t mortared to the ceiling.
Floor drops 10 minutes, two runes appear. Then two forms appears. The forms are Stone Columns. They’re guardians.
Guardians, on a failed save, a target can’t use reactions, its speed is halved, and it can’t make more than one attack on its turn. In addition, the target can take either an action or a bonus action on its turn, not both. Floor slowly moves down, and party starts to drown. After a few rounds, party is completely underwater.
The water drains downwards. The egg descends from the ceiling and it stis there 5 feet from the floor. There is another entrance.
There is a radiating bright light on the left, and darkness on the right.
As we move into the space, we see a long dead corpse of some humanoid creature. The bones are there, it looks like an elemental earth cultists. They try to find evil primordial stuff. It’s clothes look super worn and tattered. It’s almost mummified but the clothes are contemporary. Xillali can identify the clothing was fashionable 10 years ago. As she begins to touch the corpse, and the body dissolved. A ghosty thing appears in it’s place. “HELP, HELP ME REST”
“I failed because of my fear” it whispers as it leaves.
In a different room there is a floating d8 cristal. It’s magical.
“Time, test, fear, fail”
Crono Elementals. Past, present, and Future. They are ageless, and were born from a rift of excess time.
Locations of importance attract them. They can be bound as defenders and guardians.
Xillalii gets a glimpse of a future, an event that she sees vividly.
Hear a giant BOOM sound from the area
Another door opens, as we walk, the floor clonks and feels cold. The darkness stretches.
We are standing on the top of a Titanic Anvil – around you the roof stretches, you can see the walls of the room – illustrations of primordials building the archons at anvils like this to wage war (and die) to the angels and other gods – (Destruction of Shom by the god of the word , Destruction of Amoth and Kalendurren, Chaining of Torog, Death of Lakal by the Golden Dragon Bahamut
We realize we are standing in an avil that is 40 feet long. In the center there is a sarcophagus
“Lord, titan, steward, hammer”
Doki opens the sarcophagus, it looks like a mummified archon. On its brow is a crown made out of the same type of metal we’re standing on. In one hand it has a flail, on the other it has a hammer. It has a featureless mask.
“WHO WAKES ME IN MY SLUMBER”
“It is I, YOUR CHAMBERLAIN” responds Doki. It reaches out, the hammer reaches out to Doki. She dies. “YOU LIED”
“I WILL NOT STAND FOR LIARS”
“WHY DO YOU JUDGE YOURSELF WORTHY” ON WHOSE MANDATE
I DO NOT DEEM THEE WORTHY. I DO NOT RECOGNIZE YOUR MANDATE”
“NONE OF YOU ALONE CAN WEAVE THE POWER NEEDED”
“AGREE TO SHARE YOUR SUCCESS AND YOUR FAILURE AS ONE”
Muttters a word, and a chronous elemental comes back and bring Doki back to life.
“I WILL STAND IN JUDGEMENT. IF YOU FAIL NO ONE WILL REMEMBER YOU, IT’S AS IF YOU NEVER EXISTED”
A door opens, and a bridge opens. You may rest here before your trial. You have now petitioned yourself in head, hand, and heart.
The trial of hand is combat
Trial of head is a puzzle
Trial of heart is unknown