Fortuna & Ashwake
Ashwake
I found a derelict tower with a strange stone at its center. It feels like a lock to something older. Want to see if you can get it opened?
Fortuna
Oh, a hidden lock in a derelict tower—now that’s a thrill. Tell me, what’s the first clue you’ve got, and are you ready to roll the dice with me?
Ashwake
It’s a cold stone with a carved rune that glints in the dim light. I’m not sure it’s a lock at all, more a trap. I’ll stand by, watch the shadows. No dice, just the old ways.
Fortuna
That rune’s got some serious vibe, like it’s hiding a secret or a curse. Keep your guard up, but let’s see if you can feel the pattern—maybe a rhythm to the light that tells us when the stone opens. Keep the shadows in check, and I’ll be watching the edge of the lock. Let's play the game of eyes and echoes.
Ashwake
I blink twice, listen for the pulse of the stone, and make a slow, deliberate count. Nothing else.I blink twice, listen for the pulse of the stone, and make a slow, deliberate count. Nothing else.
Fortuna
You’re locking eyes with a stone that doesn’t care for your timing. Maybe it wants a rhythm you’re missing. Try syncing your breath with the pulse, let your pulse match the stone’s beat. If you feel a click, that’s your cue. Trust the silence, and let the shadows be your cue.
Ashwake
I breathe slow, let my pulse match the dim thud. The stone stays still, the shadows hold their breath. No click yet. Maybe I need to wait.