Ronan: So ... that'd save a bit of trouble carrying these things around.
Geeble: Yeah ... but I like my staff. It's fun to mess around with!
Geeble then paraded about, brandishing the staff like a swordsman. It was pretty funny to watch.
Blarg: Yes. But if our good friend Lammy does not return to us soon, we might have a small issue ... Ronan? Know anything?
I shrugged, and thought for a moment. Thoughts and images came to me from Lammy's mind.
I saw him struggling through a dark, jungle-like area. It reminded me sadly of Necrum. He left behind a long trail of slashed vines and small creatures in pain. It was clear that he knew what he sought, and exactly what lay ahead of him ... but not how to reach his destination.
I related this to my companions, and they tensed a bit.
Saros: Should we help him? I mean, he is one of us. We can't exactly
leave him out there!
Blarg and I shook our heads. I knew our thoughts were the same.
Blarg: I am sorry, Saros. But it is not up to us to find his orb. He needs to reach it himself, or else all will fail.
We sat around for a few hours, kicking around. We soon grew hungry, and Saros went and found some meat and we ate. We drank from the tide pools; the water was bitter, but refreshing.
Geeble grew bored.
Geeble: I want to know something. If each of us has specific powers, but don't know what they are, then how can we even uncover them?
Ronan was confused briefly by the words, but quickly caught up with him.
Ronan: I ... think that the powers will only come to us after much trial and meditation. I do believe that the Book of Shrykull does have much of what we need to learn. But seeing as we have all read it--and we have some limited power over the Shrykull--we should be readily able to perform our skills.
Saros: That's all well and good, but what of the Sword of Darkon? Is it really a sword? Who gets to weild it?
Ronan: Err ... yes it is a sword. We will all need to be able to use it, and well, but ... grr! I was hoping it would be
my weapon!
Geeble: What? Who's weapon? We get weapons?
Ronan: Yes. The Sword of Darkon is part of ... a set. Much like our orbs, they are well hidden, and to each weapon is a weilder. The Sword goes to--believe it or not--Lammy.
General uproar.
Ronan: Look, I know it seems unfair ... but I can see it. The Sword of Darkon rightfully belongs to Lammy. I can see Saros with a sort of firearm, but ... I can't say ... the Bow of Darkon. It is like a spoocebow. I ... see Geeble with the Axe of Darkon. Blarg has the Scimitar, and I .... no way!!
Everyone looked confused.
Saros: What is it?
I pulled out my trusty slingshot.
Ronan: This will become the Shot of Darkon.
All of us looked down at it. It was crafted from the jaw of a young scrab and an elastic-like plant. How could such a typical weapon become something so great?
(ooc: well, i tried to unravel a bit of the mystery around the Weapons of Darkon. Sword, Scimitar, Axe, Bow, and Shot. whatever, i tried.
