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In the previous episode Chapter 1: Episode VIII I Majority voted Run when “the walk” begins
After several minutes of fiddling with the chain around his ankle Silvae began to resign to the fact that perhaps he was better off trying to make a break for it in the light of day.
Djatar had told him that they would be going on a “walk”, an ominous proposal that although had many unknown components to it, did have one reliable constant – he’d be able to see where he was going. This not only would make any escape attempt easier, but also allow for the chance for Silvae to look for Tally in the light of day. Comfortable in the knowledge that he had the outline of a plan forming, Silvae lay back against the rock wall and closed his eyes. He figured he was somewhere beyond the mountain pass, not quite in the Areturusian republic, but in the lawless border lands between the Forest and the Red. With this assumed knowledge in hand, Silvae drifted off to sleep, the faint dripping of water on rock soothing him into a relaxed state of contentment.
Snapping back to reality, Silvae felt the chain around his feet tugging. Groggily he opened his eyes and realized that it was morning already and that there was quite a commotion around him. In the night it had seemed that he was alone in a single cavern, but now, with the light of day winding through inlets in the cavern structure, Silvae saw the fully illuminated structure of a temple. Silvae, both shocked and in awe at the architectural wonder that he found himself amongst, was equally taken aback when he saw the sheer number of people around him. Casting his eye over what he thought had been the edge of the cavern wall, he noticed 5 more chambers just like his, each part of the larger super structure and accessible by a labyrinth of tunnel passages below. In seeing this Silvae was somewhat relieved that he had not attempted to flee in the night, he surely would have at best been caught and at worst been stuck wandering around the cavernous maze below.
Casting his eye across the temple chambers, Silvae judged that there were at least 100 people under guard, each clad in what seemed like dirtied ceremonial rags that had seen better days. Each cohort was chained in groups of five to a single piece of reinforced timber that was overwatched by a single guard. The operation was much larger than Silvae had anticipated and much more heavily guarded. Silvae’s group, still sitting on the temple floor, consisted of the lost souls he had seen the previous night. Although his group was not yet in motion, being the 5th and final chamber of the larger superstructure, Silvae judged that his group would be moving out last. The guards all looked like they belonged to a single order. Dressed almost identically to Djatar, it became apparent that this was some sort of religious sect. Silvae thought over his situation. It was a much more complex undertaking to break the chain and flee, as he was constantly under guard but moreover, would have to break free of the larger piece of timber that was keeping his group together. He reasoned that this was deliberately the reason they were in groups of five, as it would take them all working together to lift the timber and walk which did not grant any one participant the chance to flee on one's own. They either moved together or not at all.
“You’re awake” interjected Djartar, “Get to your feet now friend, we have much ground to cover today”.
Silvae had not seen Djatar approach, but it was clear to him that he had been watching over him for a while. Although not guarding a specific section of the detainees, Djatar seemed to be in command of the overall operation, as he strolled about inspecting chain links and rousing prisoners. Although in control, Djatar held the same aloofness with his own men as he did with Silvae and the other prisoners. It was an odd tone of voice that he used to command them, not entirely authoritative but rather indirect. Turning back to Silvae after inspecting the timber that held his group together, Djatar threw Silvae another piece of stale bread. “Save that my friend, you will need to preserve your strength.”
Silvae, looking up at Djatar, did not say anything. Instinctively he knew that it was impossible to bargain with the man, and that the task at hand was what was most important to Djatar and his men. “Up now, up, up” barked a guard, and Silvae’s group rose to their feet. “Lift, lift, lift” barked the guard again, and Silvae’s group shuffled under the large timber beam and awkwardly raised it up over their heads. Silvae, who was last in line on the chain, could not make out the path ahead of him but followed the steps of the raspy voiced man in front of him. None of them made any sound besides that of physical effort, and the troupe marched silently down a winding tunnel. After what seemed like 20-30 minutes of winding, the entrance to the temple structure started to come into view. It was an unassuming yet vast expanse of caves jutting out of the mountain side. Although partially obscured by a sea of rock, the cave naturally held a vantage point that allowed for maximum light to enter. Silvae, although unable to see beyond a sea of light and sand, felt the warm air bounce off his face.
“Left side left path” bellowed their section guard, and the troupe veered off the rocky cavern floors and onto warm sand. They awkwardly began a slow descent down the side of the mountain, the tail end of the 20 or so columns of walkers ahead of them. Walking down the path it became apparent that one wrong step would undo the footing of the troupe entirely, and Silvae began to form the semblance of a plan.
1.) Deliberately fall and try and use the chaos to flee.
2.) Deliberately fall into his guard and attempt to steal something to break his chain.
3.) Deliberately fall and bring down as many other groups in front of him and then try and flee.
4.) Deliberately fall and drag his own group down the mountain side and flee.
Vote here:
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In the previous episode Chapter 1: Episode VIII I Majority voted Run when “the walk” begins
After several minutes of fiddling with the chain around his ankle Silvae began to resign to the fact that perhaps he was better off trying to make a break for it in the light of day.
Djatar had told him that they would be going on a “walk”, an ominous proposal that although had many unknown components to it, did have one reliable constant – he’d be able to see where he was going. This not only would make any escape attempt easier, but also allow for the chance for Silvae to look for Tally in the light of day. Comfortable in the knowledge that he had the outline of a plan forming, Silvae lay back against the rock wall and closed his eyes. He figured he was somewhere beyond the mountain pass, not quite in the Areturusian republic, but in the lawless border lands between the Forest and the Red. With this assumed knowledge in hand, Silvae drifted off to sleep, the faint dripping of water on rock soothing him into a relaxed state of contentment.
Snapping back to reality, Silvae felt the chain around his feet tugging. Groggily he opened his eyes and realized that it was morning already and that there was quite a commotion around him. In the night it had seemed that he was alone in a single cavern, but now, with the light of day winding through inlets in the cavern structure, Silvae saw the fully illuminated structure of a temple. Silvae, both shocked and in awe at the architectural wonder that he found himself amongst, was equally taken aback when he saw the sheer number of people around him. Casting his eye over what he thought had been the edge of the cavern wall, he noticed 5 more chambers just like his, each part of the larger super structure and accessible by a labyrinth of tunnel passages below. In seeing this Silvae was somewhat relieved that he had not attempted to flee in the night, he surely would have at best been caught and at worst been stuck wandering around the cavernous maze below.
Casting his eye across the temple chambers, Silvae judged that there were at least 100 people under guard, each clad in what seemed like dirtied ceremonial rags that had seen better days. Each cohort was chained in groups of five to a single piece of reinforced timber that was overwatched by a single guard. The operation was much larger than Silvae had anticipated and much more heavily guarded. Silvae’s group, still sitting on the temple floor, consisted of the lost souls he had seen the previous night. Although his group was not yet in motion, being the 5th and final chamber of the larger superstructure, Silvae judged that his group would be moving out last. The guards all looked like they belonged to a single order. Dressed almost identically to Djatar, it became apparent that this was some sort of religious sect. Silvae thought over his situation. It was a much more complex undertaking to break the chain and flee, as he was constantly under guard but moreover, would have to break free of the larger piece of timber that was keeping his group together. He reasoned that this was deliberately the reason they were in groups of five, as it would take them all working together to lift the timber and walk which did not grant any one participant the chance to flee on one's own. They either moved together or not at all.
“You’re awake” interjected Djartar, “Get to your feet now friend, we have much ground to cover today”.
Silvae had not seen Djatar approach, but it was clear to him that he had been watching over him for a while. Although not guarding a specific section of the detainees, Djatar seemed to be in command of the overall operation, as he strolled about inspecting chain links and rousing prisoners. Although in control, Djatar held the same aloofness with his own men as he did with Silvae and the other prisoners. It was an odd tone of voice that he used to command them, not entirely authoritative but rather indirect. Turning back to Silvae after inspecting the timber that held his group together, Djatar threw Silvae another piece of stale bread. “Save that my friend, you will need to preserve your strength.”
Silvae, looking up at Djatar, did not say anything. Instinctively he knew that it was impossible to bargain with the man, and that the task at hand was what was most important to Djatar and his men. “Up now, up, up” barked a guard, and Silvae’s group rose to their feet. “Lift, lift, lift” barked the guard again, and Silvae’s group shuffled under the large timber beam and awkwardly raised it up over their heads. Silvae, who was last in line on the chain, could not make out the path ahead of him but followed the steps of the raspy voiced man in front of him. None of them made any sound besides that of physical effort, and the troupe marched silently down a winding tunnel. After what seemed like 20-30 minutes of winding, the entrance to the temple structure started to come into view. It was an unassuming yet vast expanse of caves jutting out of the mountain side. Although partially obscured by a sea of rock, the cave naturally held a vantage point that allowed for maximum light to enter. Silvae, although unable to see beyond a sea of light and sand, felt the warm air bounce off his face.
“Left side left path” bellowed their section guard, and the troupe veered off the rocky cavern floors and onto warm sand. They awkwardly began a slow descent down the side of the mountain, the tail end of the 20 or so columns of walkers ahead of them. Walking down the path it became apparent that one wrong step would undo the footing of the troupe entirely, and Silvae began to form the semblance of a plan.
1.) Deliberately fall and try and use the chaos to flee.
2.) Deliberately fall into his guard and attempt to steal something to break his chain.
3.) Deliberately fall and bring down as many other groups in front of him and then try and flee.
4.) Deliberately fall and drag his own group down the mountain side and flee.
Vote here:
Read the rest of the episodes | Join our Discord | Join us on Twitter
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