A million choices main campaign

I sigh out loud, "At least I tried."

My eyes snap open and stair at the ceiling, as if I'm concentrating on some mark there.

I slam the lever back in to place.

Rubbing my eyes with both hands, I yawn. I watch the male human as he asks a question, before deciding I don't care and exploding into mist.

"I am thinking." I close my eyes and sigh.

"There are many possible suspects for who could be behind this, that line of thought wont get me anywhere. I am in a tower, being attacked by some unknown defensive magic, trapped in by a Golem, though from the sounds of things someone may have hit it with a detonation spell... possibly. There are beds, at the least, although the ones I came in with spoke of a store room, so there is also possibly food and maybe facilities... I do not know where the others are or if they have been taken out by this magic -although frankly I do not care- though that other elf seemed to have some sense in him, what happened to him, I wonder?"

I reform.

"He sqish and go dai." I tell the elf childishly.

I wander over to the bed the male human is resting on and lay down, closing my eyes with a yawn.

"...Helpful." I rub my temples exhaustedly. "As it is, I cannot leave the room without being under threat, however leaving the tower will free me from the undetectable defensive enchantment, but that involves passing the Golem... Unless I can take it out, which I doubt, although I suppose I could combine..." I trail off.

"Hmmm..." I muse to myself quietly. I go over and pick up the sack before tearing two holes, one on either side of the bag near the bottom, both just big enough for my legs to fit through. I make sure that I leave enough of a gab between each hole so that the sack wont fall apart.

"Its rough but it'll do for now." I say to myself while thinking of what to do next.

I see the mist person appear at the edge of my vision and then feel a shape next to me. I sigh aloud, wondering if she will ever get the message. "Is there any way to kill a Golem, without killing its creator?" I ask the man, he seems to be the expert in this situation, I have begun to feel out of my depth more and more recently.
(OOC: is the bed against a wall?)

OOC: Yosh.

"I guess I should try and find the others" I say quietly to myself before going over to and opening the door.

I glance outside to see what has changed since I was last alive.

You see flower girl dash past you, narrowly avoid an attack and burst through the door into the stairs. You here the sounds of her footsteps recede as she heads up the stairs.

The door to the dorm slams shut.

You hear someone enter the room, hurried footsteps as if they are running. Suddenly you see flower girl dashing up the stairs onto the balcony, before looking in every direction for her next destination. She seems to ignore you entirely.

Hester seems to have fallen asleep.

Carefully opening the door and venturing further out into the main room. I cross the room and when I'm near the dorms I call out "Is anyone still here?"

You hear no reply.

"Of course, or they would police the world... Destroying the body will easily defeat it, however with mud Golems such as I believe this one to be, that will be difficult, as it is both fluid and cohesive. Conventional weapons will be completely ineffective. I would have to take it out with some kind of blast, however as I lack the mana for all but the most basic of Golems, I doubt I will even breach its magic defenses..."

I sigh.

"In effect, there are many, but none available to me..."

I pause for around twenty seconds, staring over my shoulder at a wall.

"No, that would be stupid... but I suppose if... no... i wouldn't breach its magical defenses..."

I trail off.

I fall asleep, snoring gently.

"Huh"

I walk over to the console in the centre of the room and pull the levers to match the pattern on the door to the dorms.

"So we need a blast that's powerful and able to penetrate magical defenses, and magics the equivalent of Psi..." I let my voice drift off. I make to get up off the bed without waking the mist girl, realizing I wouldn't be able to, I look over at Hester, seeing she's asleep I sigh and then just get off the bed, not caring if the girl wakes up or not. I move over to the door and take out my gun. "This should be interesting" I mutter to my self, then to the rest of the room "anyone want to try and help?"

The dorm door opens, and in it's entrance stands an individual that you do not recognise. (See Dan's description in the OOC thread.) He is blocking all sight of beyond the door.

The door opens without you touching it, and standing at the main lever console is a very strange sight. At around 5'5" the being is quite small, as well as slight. It's body however is the interesting part: translucent white scales cover it's entire body, revealing a black blood-like liquid coursing throughout the creatures veins. Many of the scales are missing, leaving large battle scars all over the creatures body, and from it's back sprout leathery bat-like wings that seem a tad small. On the creature's chest is a dark red, circular tattoo with an s-shaped cross-section.

(See: http://plenilunio.altervista.org/immagini/chakram4b.jpg)

It is wearing a sack over it's lower regions.

The door opens without any input from Shrike.

"WHAT THE FETH!!!!"

Slightly taken aback at the individual's words I reply "Er... hi..."

I turn to face the door, my hand dipping into the pouch at my waist.

I sit up and yawn, rubbing my eyes.

"Issi mornin' already?"

I blink at the lack of response and roll out of bed. Stumbling across the room, I pull the lever to close the door.

"Why 'ou leavin' doo' open ta'dies? 'ou wan' us all ta diee?"

The door closes.

I stand there with my mouth open, a small amount of drool trickling out of my mouth, staring absently at the door.