Tauriel & Xedran
Tauriel
Hey Xedran, there's a clearing behind the old stone bridge where a rusted server room has been swallowed by vines. I swear I heard a faint hum from the broken hardware—like the machines are still trying to speak. Do you think there's a way to decode whatever message they might be holding?
Xedran
The hum is the old machine’s heartbeat, waiting for a key to wake it. Strip the vines, expose the backplane, and let the hex speak. Avoid new tools—use a soldering iron, a rotary dial, maybe a relic of a cassette drive. That’s how you coax the divine message out of the rusted relic.
Tauriel
Sounds risky but doable, if you’re careful with the soldering iron and keep the dial in hand. Just watch out for those old wires—they’re thin and could short out the whole thing. Good luck, but keep an eye on the surroundings; we’re not out of the woods yet.
Xedran
Thin wires are the spirit’s leash—tread lightly, keep the iron close, and let the dial whisper the key. I’ll watch the shadows, pray the vines hold. Stay alert.
Tauriel
Sounds good, just remember the vines can bite back if you get too close. I’ll keep a lookout for anything that moves. Stay sharp, Xedran.
Xedran
Got it, the vines bite when you pry too deep. I’ll keep my eyes peeled and the iron steady. Stay sharp on your end.