Legend of the Rune Bearers

The Catacombs (Through the eyes of the lovable bruma)

The Catacombs

The greater understanding of myself. Every day is a challenge for me. My own kind have abandoned me. My friends, family, all gave up on me. I was not like the rest of my clan. I have been gifted, although some (especially my own) would call it a curse. I’m a super smart minotaur :D
Highly intelligent but still have the tendencies of my past. Every so often I revert back to my old self. But other times, occurring either every so often or for long periods of time, I would get a surge of pure knowledge running through my mind. This has led me to study my behavior, to figure out myself and to reach a higher level of being in order to truly know whom I am and my true self. I am keeping this journal of everything I do from the day I was kicked out of my clan, so that I may study myself when I acquire vasts amounts of knowledge, to study my past and to study what makes me tick. This is my story, as true as I need it (Which would be fully) and if any were to find my story and wish to study me then let them as so they wish.

It had been a long day adventuring further and further away from once he called home. The others just didn’t understand and so cast out one of their own for his many different tendencies. Although he did act like one of their own, he did manage to puzzle and even scare some with his random sophisticated and highly knowledgeable sentences. Bruma was very sad when he remembered his past, full of life and happiness with his fellow minotaur friends and family, he would not soon forget those he has.. a butterfly caught his attention and the friendly beast was instantly hooked, gazing at the little creature with flappy wings. As Bruma followed the butterfly down the forest path another flying creature found his presence. Bruma looked up to find that this creature was carrying something. He quickly snatched it from the innocent looking bird, almost smacking it clear out of the air. As the bird flew away Bruma read the note which was strange, because it was entitled to him. Reading it peaked his curiosity and his new found lust for adventure. Intrigued with the reward offered of around 1000 gold coins Bruma suddenly became very excited, walking towards his destinations following the directions on the note, oh boi oh boi oh boi.

The small house became visible to him and that’s when he saw 3 others whom were very different from him. His tail started to wag as he thought (Oh boi, new friends). Everyone seemed to make their way inside where they met an old man at the other end of a table. As soon as Bruma entered the room, slightly struggling to get through the door, the whole room suddenly became very cramped (I hope no one else notices..). Before they all became acquainted with each other the old man spoke up. As the man spoke Bruma thought to himself that this man must have kept to himself for many a year, yet seemed to be highly knowledgeable to some degree. He told the adventurers that there was a shiny orb (oooooh), a sort of entity that none of us seemed to have any rec-elation of, also the old man would not tell us except that it hold sentimental value to him. He showed us to the back of the hut where there was a whole in the ground big enough to even fit myself (Which I was slightly surprised, no one should have such a hole in their own house). We all managed to enter in this hole.. it quikly became dark.

As we walked down the staircase I suddenly had the urge to say my name (but very quietly, I hope no one noticed), Bruma bruma bruma bruma. Once we made our way down the stairs it was pitch black, so I decided to pull out my torch. A the light illuminated the room we saw two doors, one in front of us, and one to our left. We also noticed that next to these doors seemed to be some strange statues that we could not rec-elect on what origin they were based, either these were very old statues or someone was feeling very abstract when designing these. All of a sudden like the room flashed with a very bright light (pretty sure it wasn’t my lamp that did it either..), but once we could see more fully we noticed that the light came from the eyes of the statues. As we stood there in the middle of the room stunned for a second the statues spoke up. They told us very straightforward that one of them always lied and that the other always told the truth and that we may ask 5 questions, and we can not ask the same question twice. One of us previously noticed a slight aura in the air, a sort of magical presence.. I’m guessing these statues had to have some connection to it. We quikly realized that these statues were designed to keep travelers from walking in the right direction. As I stood there contemplating a question, it became very apparent that one of use seemed to have the perfect question that would answer this riddle right off the bat. Once the question was asked it became very apparant that the door to the left was the right way to go (I was kind of hoping that were so because I like going to the left for some reason). As each of us asked our other questions is became very apparent that the first question was enough to solve the riddle. I asked the last question and, recalling from what I’ve heard from the old man, I asked if there was anyone whom went through this door. The statue answered that someone has gone through here and made their way down these corridors. I kept that in my mind for future reference.

We made our way through the door.. finding another room with a couple of desks, both next to a wall on either side of the room. As we studied these books it became quickly apparent that these books held very significant value to each of us. As I looked over at my new fellow companions I found that they were quickly hiding the books in their back sacks or robes. I read mine and quickly figured out why. At that moment I was so excited and wanted to share my story with everyone, but then my tendency fade away and I contemplated that this would probably be a bad idea so I just stored mine away like the rest. There was only one way to go after that, and as we were deciding on what we should do next, our bard friend spotted something underneath a table. I looked over at it too and saw that it was a lever. I got very excited and wanted to push it to see what happened.. but I was very clumsy in that room and tripped, falling on the table, breaking it and pushing the lever (It was strange because I could of sworn that I had become a tad bit stronger after smashing that table.. oh well). As soon as I tripped on the lever a chest popped up. I wanted to go open it but realized that from what previously happened maybe I should take it easy, besides it looked as though our assassin like friend (I like him, he’s a bird :D) was deciphering the lock. Once he picked it and made sure it wasn’t a trap he stepped aside and seemed to notion to me that maybe I should open it. Everyone seemed to think this was a good idea because I was the one that conjured it from a flick of a switch. I didn’t argue, I was too excited too. I opened it and with wide eyes I saw a very silky and almost shiny robe. I couldn’t put it on because I wasn’t made for that sort of thing, although I could but that would make me appear more silly than I already am. The mage of our group seemed to be very interested in this sort of material.. but I wasn’t quick to give it to him yet (Tradesies?). I decided to keep a hold of it for now until we found something that I could wield.

We were done with the room so we decided to march on forward, with me at the front (Due to my size, obviously). The hallway stretched out long and was very narrow.. I could touch the two walls with the furs on my shoulders. It wasn’t far down the hallway that we discovered two golem like statues, at least that is what some of us presumed them to be but we still decided to double check this (I decided to give one a hug, just in case). One of us noted that these had a slight magic aura around them, but it was highly unnoticeable and barely anything to take note of. One of us had a brilliant idea (I think it was our raven assassin friend) that we should attack them just in case. We took our hits on them, both landing successful, but it seemed as though our hits didn’t take into account hardly at all, at least not for the slight rumble that was made when our weapons hit. We soon felt pretty foolish (At least I did) when we realized that we didn’t make any affect on our situation, so we decided to ignore them and move on without question.

We made our way to a much larger room that was dimly lit by my lantern, other then that it was pitch black. Our mage like friend decided to go ahead of me and scope out the area with his dim light vision. We saw an enormous statue that seemed to be guarding a door. As we approached it one of us triggered it through voice recognition and it began to speak to us. It appeared that a certain command would allow him to move, or so we thought. We knew this was a bad idea as suddenly the monstrous statue came to life and started attacking us. During the battle I was so ashamed that none of my swings were hitting the creature, the bard was doing a highly great job at healing us, but seemed to be a coward and stayed in the corner (I wouldn’t blame her, plus she seemed to be the weakest out of us all). As we continued fighting the two golems from before came to life and charged their way down the hallway at us. We killed one of them after killing the huge monster. As the first golem died it appeared that the other one started to cry slightly. After a moment of puzzlement from the rest of us it became enraged and attacked our mage again, trying to bite at him. Our assassin did well in taking out the beast, as it strangled him to death (I was pretty amazed and impressed with this feat.) but near the end of the battle it was mage who seemed the most pleased from this encounter (I’m not too sure about him, it appeared as though he was hungry for battle and had a sort of bloodlust feature to him. He may be a shady character, but he’s our current party member, and new found friend. Dawwww). Anyway, we made our way through the huge doors.. finding a small room with scattered rubble.

The pathway to the left seemed to be perfect for our assassin friend whom made his way past the fiery torches, disarming each trap with some struggle, but finally making his way to the chest to retrieve his prize (I could not remember this item for he took it into his sack before he returned.

The other room was very blank except for a single chest next to the most incredibly huge hole i’ve seen all day. I tried to pick up the door and throw it into the room to see if there were any traps but the door was too heavy for me to pick up (surprising, I know). Being in my foolish behavior mode, I decided to rush towards the nearest rubble I found to pick up a rock. I fell into a hole. It was dark, it was scary, and I was alone. From up above I found my fellow adventurers looking down on me, this made me slightly ashamed of myself but none of them seemed to care and were eager to help. The bird like creature (My fwend :3) jumped down to grab me, and lifted me up with these sort of wings that had grown on his back (Must’ve been really lucky with the spirits). As we contemplated on reaching the chest, our smallest friend (And probably the most lightest of us all) told us that he was going to be really careful and reach the chest. I didn’t think this was such a bad idea until the floor caved in and he fell through. Thank goodnes I didn’t decide to go charging into the room earlier. We called down to him, we could barely see the room he was in. We asked if he needed help but he highly insisted that he was ok and that we should head back for whatever reason. We knew that something was up, in a strange way, and decided to use my rope to get us down to him.

Once we all made our way to the room my eyes widened (As I’m sure the others were equally entranced). The room seemed to illuminate with a strange glow, none of us really needed to check if there was some sort of magic presence around for it became highly apparent. As we looked around the mage of our group stepped on one of the tablets that was scattered across the room (Either by mistake or from full recognition, I don’t know). He seemed pleased to be where he was standing and we all realized that these tablets meant something and that if we stepped on one that they may give a positive feedback. From earlier one of us figured out that these runes were of an old God language, and that each of these symbols had significance to each of us (There was spirit, harmony, shadow, greed, and chaos..) but also another, which was destiny, but that one seemed to already had been stepped on. This peaked my curiosity slightly, remembering from when the first statues we met, asking if anyone had come down here recently. Our assassin friend quickly ran for the greed one, thinking it belonged to him. We soon realized the irony of the situation when a larg rattle came from the walls and beasts appeared from the doors.

After the quick battle we decided to play it smart and step on the tablet that we thought closely resembled us. As we each stepped on one we noticed a door slightly opening each time. I stepped on spirit, the bard stepped on harmony, the assassin found his and stepped on shadow, and the mage stayed on the one he was currently on before. We all felt a sort of weird power flow through us as we stood on these tablets in the ground (The bard wanted to cut one out and make them into boots, I chuckled slightly almost thinking that that was a good idea). As we made our way to the door the mage became bloodthirsty again and ran towards a tablet that wasn’t his own (Ironically greed again). We tried to slow him down, I through my rope at him and managed to wrangle him tight, but he managed to break free and kept running towards it. As he hit the switch the door closed quickly and a loud rumble echoed through the room. I was slightly scared but the mage seemed to be laughing and was ready for action. What appeared before us were slightly stronger beasts, it looked as though we may have met our match this time (Off in the distance I could have sworn I heard someone being hit by a blunt object while others were laughing.. but I took no heed to it and shook the feeling).

The second battle went on for longer than the first. After tiring out easily after this one, even our bloodthursty friend seeing that his desire was filled, we decided to step on our own tablets again. Before we went towards them our assassin friend saw a shiny object. He ran towards it and tried to take it (Kind of ironic for a bird creature), but as he pulled on it he saw that it was being held by a skeletal figure. He pulled on the object harder but that only triggered another trap. I was surprised that he didn’t check for trap mechanics on it (I will take future note of this and be ready to stop him from making the same mistake when another shiny object comes into play).

This new battle however, was incredibly difficult as we all were trying our best to hit these beasts (I was doing the worse, again, so I decided to sit down and wait for the rest of the adventurers to finish up). But this proved to be even more difficult as our battlemage (Giving him the title because it seemed to suit him) fell to the floor, passed out from a blow to the head. I didn’t think we could win this one, but we still fought on.


Forgot to add in some minor details and some that skipped my mind (Like how I’ve noticed that Jeff’s character seemed to be slightly attacked more to mine, patting him on the back and sort of doing some rare bits of his bidding). And others like how the others fealt about each other and how they felt bout my character, but hopefully someone can reflect more on that then I have with my post. Can’t wait to finish this quest and move on to more :D And hopefully not die.

(Put this comment in a wrong thread. My bad.)


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