from the wall. Sean picked up another stone and threw it, it hit the skeletons head and knocked it free from the body. It fell and bounced very slightly back up, and on the bounce an arrow shot out from the side of the side of the wall an impaled the skull to the other wall.
This was not good. He tried variations of throwing rocks at the remains in front of him, and with the poor lighting he could see no patterns whatsoever in how he might get across. He wasn't even sure if he'd see it if he had full lighting. He decided to go back up to the tapestries and see could he get any clues from there. After a while dusting and no leads on how he might get through the death course, as he liked to think of it, he started to get hungry. He had packed food in his backpack from the ship and had not thought of it since he left, even when he had the munchies after the fleck leaf. He sat down in the middle of the room and began unpacking his little picnic. He had salted beef wrapped up with some Tefel herb, which he placed in between two slices of dry flat bread. The flatbread was a little dry at this stage but it didn't matter, with a bottle of Venne to wash it down he was most grateful for the nutrition.
As he ate he stared around the room. He was impressed by the it, and felt a little proud of himself for unearthing this discovery. With the light propped against a table and stationary it seemed to extend the amount visible. He looked around and was taken back that he hadn't noticed how high the room actually was. And then it hit him. He managed to walk down the spiral stairs this time, after establishing it's security last time around. He came to the "Begin, beware," line and immediately looked up. Sure enough there was a ledge above him. It was out of reach though and he couldn't see a way to climb up. So he had to go back up the stairs and back down the stairs four more times carrying four tables that held jewels with him. He also put any of them he saw as valuable, along with the Book of Light into his rucksack, which now with the Jewels and solid gold book weighed him down abit but he didn't let it get to him.
After an acrobatic balancing act he got grip on the ledge and pulled himself up into a small crawl space. It seemed to lead the whole way along the death course. He was very interested in the course below, watching how far each man made it. After the pit which was as far as he could previously see, things got very deadly. Bodies couldn't even be distinguished from each other as they piled up in pits below him. He still couldn't really tell where the traps were but it didn't matter anyway. He was going to make it. Then the corpses stopped. It seemed nobody had made it any further. He was crawling for the best part of an hour until he saw the last one. A man that made it much further than anyone had even come close to. And in fact he had nearly made it, only another 50 strides or so to go. He reached the end of the crawl space. He looked down and was relieved to see a line drawn say "Finished." But he was still high up. Higher than at the point he had got up. There was water below him but he couldn't be sure how deep it was. He could risk jumping to the stone. He was sure it wouldn't kill him but he could break something if he landed wrong and down here in the depths of the world, that may kill him with nobody to help him.
He decided the water option to be best and just hope it was deep. Never the less he decided best jump feet first in case. He threw the rucksack just to the right of the pool along with the torch, and as the torch landed it lit up the dark water that little bit more. He could tell it was at least two feet or so deep. He prepared himself mentally for the jump. He figured the best way to do it would be to turn around and let himself hang from the ledge holding on with only his hands. Then to let himself fall just a little and kick off the wall turn around mid air and land in the pool.
He did this but as he was
This was not good. He tried variations of throwing rocks at the remains in front of him, and with the poor lighting he could see no patterns whatsoever in how he might get across. He wasn't even sure if he'd see it if he had full lighting. He decided to go back up to the tapestries and see could he get any clues from there. After a while dusting and no leads on how he might get through the death course, as he liked to think of it, he started to get hungry. He had packed food in his backpack from the ship and had not thought of it since he left, even when he had the munchies after the fleck leaf. He sat down in the middle of the room and began unpacking his little picnic. He had salted beef wrapped up with some Tefel herb, which he placed in between two slices of dry flat bread. The flatbread was a little dry at this stage but it didn't matter, with a bottle of Venne to wash it down he was most grateful for the nutrition.
As he ate he stared around the room. He was impressed by the it, and felt a little proud of himself for unearthing this discovery. With the light propped against a table and stationary it seemed to extend the amount visible. He looked around and was taken back that he hadn't noticed how high the room actually was. And then it hit him. He managed to walk down the spiral stairs this time, after establishing it's security last time around. He came to the "Begin, beware," line and immediately looked up. Sure enough there was a ledge above him. It was out of reach though and he couldn't see a way to climb up. So he had to go back up the stairs and back down the stairs four more times carrying four tables that held jewels with him. He also put any of them he saw as valuable, along with the Book of Light into his rucksack, which now with the Jewels and solid gold book weighed him down abit but he didn't let it get to him.
After an acrobatic balancing act he got grip on the ledge and pulled himself up into a small crawl space. It seemed to lead the whole way along the death course. He was very interested in the course below, watching how far each man made it. After the pit which was as far as he could previously see, things got very deadly. Bodies couldn't even be distinguished from each other as they piled up in pits below him. He still couldn't really tell where the traps were but it didn't matter anyway. He was going to make it. Then the corpses stopped. It seemed nobody had made it any further. He was crawling for the best part of an hour until he saw the last one. A man that made it much further than anyone had even come close to. And in fact he had nearly made it, only another 50 strides or so to go. He reached the end of the crawl space. He looked down and was relieved to see a line drawn say "Finished." But he was still high up. Higher than at the point he had got up. There was water below him but he couldn't be sure how deep it was. He could risk jumping to the stone. He was sure it wouldn't kill him but he could break something if he landed wrong and down here in the depths of the world, that may kill him with nobody to help him.
He decided the water option to be best and just hope it was deep. Never the less he decided best jump feet first in case. He threw the rucksack just to the right of the pool along with the torch, and as the torch landed it lit up the dark water that little bit more. He could tell it was at least two feet or so deep. He prepared himself mentally for the jump. He figured the best way to do it would be to turn around and let himself hang from the ledge holding on with only his hands. Then to let himself fall just a little and kick off the wall turn around mid air and land in the pool.
He did this but as he was
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