[It's a good thing Zelgadis is used to stealth, every noise echoes in this place, and the footfalls of a stone man are hardly light. Not that it seems to matter, as he's yet to see another soul. Wherever he's ended up, he hasn't been provided anything helpful such as any indication of the way out. Or anything aside from eerie quiet and useless things like fancy-looking chocolates on shiny trays too light to be worth selling.]
[His magic, at least, seems to be functioning, but a Flow Break did nothing but waste a bit of restless energy and scar a dissipating blue pentacle into the carpet. He considered a summoning, but...]
[Stunningly, none of these froofy rooms seem to have anything that could prove useful for a cure, either. (He's not sure how he'd know, exactly, short of a sign declaring "Chimeras unfused here". He specializes more in long-abandoned dungeons.)]
[Maybe if --]
[He's gotten his wish, hearing what sounds like footsteps, but in defiance of his prior wishes his first instinct is panic. Lifting his mask and hood into place, he sweeps behind a corner, silent, waiting.]
Zelgadis Greywars | Slayers (Marina/Nova memories if want) | canon point: post-Evo-R
Date: 2021-10-05 09:10 pm (UTC)[His magic, at least, seems to be functioning, but a Flow Break did nothing but waste a bit of restless energy and scar a dissipating blue pentacle into the carpet. He considered a summoning, but...]
[Stunningly, none of these froofy rooms seem to have anything that could prove useful for a cure, either. (He's not sure how he'd know, exactly, short of a sign declaring "Chimeras unfused here". He specializes more in long-abandoned dungeons.)]
[Maybe if --]
[He's gotten his wish, hearing what sounds like footsteps, but in defiance of his prior wishes his first instinct is panic. Lifting his mask and hood into place, he sweeps behind a corner, silent, waiting.]