Lai Shan:
The hourglass-men's heads are three quarters full of sand on top, the red-quartz grains moving steadily down. The pair begin to pace around the room in a clockwise circle.
Chronia shoos Fracture-of-the-Bone away, and the piranha-dog seems to fall quiet after tasting its mistresses' blood. The creature's chalky white hide begins to harden and flake off like layers of slate. "Oh, a librarian was outside of the Archives?" Chronia wonders at your suggestion. "Yes, perhaps one might know about the letters. I'll look into that!"
The open exits from the room are Southeast (whence you came), South, and Southwest, with a closed door East.
Sharis:
Ashen rises from her seat, distraught. "My Goddess seems hesitant to leave her prison," she whispers with great disappointment. "Perhaps if she had this new finery, she would feel more comfortable in doing so?" She presses close again. "It is truly a task worthy of a champion!"
"By the way, your tales were marvelous, my champion. I had not heard of those dire threats, but I am glad you were able to best them, for the good of all. During the Triarchy's day, your people were our most valued destroyers, at least of our natural allies, the ones we didn't breed ourselves. This is how I knew, from the first moment you crashed into the Maze, that I could trust you..."
OOC: All parties leaving Room 27 are still experiencing intense hunger. Also, please add 1 Year to physical age (Lai Shan > 91, Seth > 24, Sharis > 76.
Spilt Milk
King vs. Morrigan
@ 10:14 PM May 12th