The Shadowed Ones: A Myth RP - Chapter IV: Descent into the Underworld [STARTED / Accepting]

[Jakeronijo]

"Hmm?" Brian said looking down from the cavern top. "OH hey." He said pocketing his phone. "Why is he so small?" He asked pointing down the corridor. "Whoa, what have YOU guys been doing?" He asked a calm confusion crossing his face as he placed his hands in his pockets and looked at the two. He walked towards him to investigate the small person but when the ceiling began to rise he felt dizzy and stepped back a few steps and marveled at what was around him. "Oh so it changes your size!"

[Theseus]

"Yes," Hyperion said, brushing dust off his jacket as he stepped into the corridor at his normal size, "it does. And that worries me. The Labyrinth is learning dangerous crafts of magic, those that Prometheus and the gods used to create animals and human. Now, I suggest we do not split into two different groups again. The other groups are who knows where, but Tartarus will be able to find his way out. The two mortals are worrisome."

 

"Well, Hyperion," the Iskios said, mockingly, "We'd better get going than, shan't we?"

 

Achilleus thought it a pretty ballsy move for a simple monster like the Iskios to mock a Titan, but then, he remembered that her brother was in charge of Hyperion.

[Theseus]

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[THEChanger]

Stumbling upon the rest of the group was not something Carlos expected. But, as he rounded the corner, there they were. "Oh joy. Looks like we're all back together again." Carlos gazed around at the others. A little bit of tension seemed to exist between the Iskios and Hyperion. "Hmmm . . . I guess Hyperion isn't a big fan of the shadow. Best keep that in mind for the future." Slowly, Carlos' mind was forced back to the present. That damn Iskios really was getting on his nerves. "Definately need to find a way to get rid of her. Perhaps we can convince Hyperion to do that for us." After a few minutes of everyone akwardly staring at eachother, Carlos pips up again "Sooooo . . . do we know where we're going?"

[ArtemisFowl]

"I sure don't." Jecht said to Carlos. He looked around as the mountain divided into three other tunnels. He glanced over at at Tatarus. "Hey, you've been trapped inside this mountain for like a thousand years, shouldn't you know which way out of your own mountain." Jecht said mockingly with a very cocky smirk on his face. He turned back to the three tunnels the lay in front of them all. "I guess we're spliting back up into groups then."

[Theseus]

"We are not in my mountain anymore, boy," Tartarus said, plainly, rubbing the beck of his neck in frustration, "But my sense of direction is confused here. The Labyrinth is ever-changing, like a maze wiht no definite ending. We will trudge on for years unless we have some sort of directional device. That mortal, Theseus, used a magical string..."