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Intro - The Land Beyond the Clouds
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With one final blow, the hideous creature slumped, then fell still. The Warped Savior, the most powerful being in all of the labyrinths, lay defeated, and the five explorers who fought it stood beaten, bloodied, bruised, but triumphant. As their cheers echoed throughout the Hall of Darkness, cutting through its oppressive atmosphere, one of them drew an item from her pocket: an Ariadne Thread. She unraveled the long wire, let its power whisk her and her comrades to safety—
—and was not returned to the sunlit streets of Tharsis, but instead deposited rather rudely into the branches of a large tree within an unfamiliar garden.
What the hell.
LATER
Stuck in a weird floating castle, with no way back home. What's an explorer to do? Well... explore, obviously. Robin spends her first several days as a guest of the Castle wandering the island with map and pen in hand, fastidiously recording every detail of the areas she passes through. When she's not doing that, she's roaming the halls of the castle itself; the cartographic tools are absent in this case, since she's not particularly eager to waste effort on something as futile as mapping a labyrinth that shifts constantly. What she is bringing is boredom, curiosity, and an unfortunate disregard for signs of habitation.
Which is to say, she may peek into your room without warning.
With one final blow, the hideous creature slumped, then fell still. The Warped Savior, the most powerful being in all of the labyrinths, lay defeated, and the five explorers who fought it stood beaten, bloodied, bruised, but triumphant. As their cheers echoed throughout the Hall of Darkness, cutting through its oppressive atmosphere, one of them drew an item from her pocket: an Ariadne Thread. She unraveled the long wire, let its power whisk her and her comrades to safety—
—and was not returned to the sunlit streets of Tharsis, but instead deposited rather rudely into the branches of a large tree within an unfamiliar garden.
What the hell.
LATER
Stuck in a weird floating castle, with no way back home. What's an explorer to do? Well... explore, obviously. Robin spends her first several days as a guest of the Castle wandering the island with map and pen in hand, fastidiously recording every detail of the areas she passes through. When she's not doing that, she's roaming the halls of the castle itself; the cartographic tools are absent in this case, since she's not particularly eager to waste effort on something as futile as mapping a labyrinth that shifts constantly. What she is bringing is boredom, curiosity, and an unfortunate disregard for signs of habitation.
Which is to say, she may peek into your room without warning.
