[RP] The Shadowed Vaults

In his haste and desperation, Mahluk had forgotten the sage advice of his people. Knowledge is power. He had been so focused on the present, on the active, he had neglected the mental. "Finally, I wish to know if I would have allies in my escape. Who might they be, and where would I find them?"

Golden eyes flash at being questioned, by a lesser demon of all things! "Solaris has always found me, whether I seek it or not. It will be in mine hands before long, methinks. But alliances are what will keep me alive long enough for that to happen."

Our copper warlock rolls his eyes in annoyance and condescension as the lesser demon spouts its rhyme and vanishes. Such dramatics for such a small being. Stick to the darkness, shouldn't be a problem.

Mahluk begins creeping forwards, keeping one hand on a wall and one hand grasping that sharpened stone. It will have to do until he is reunited with that blasted crusading blade. In this pursuit, he tries to find the darkest passages of any option makes itself available.

Fool! It spoke not of where the darkness lay, but where the shadows grew! Candles and torches and poorly lit chambers.

Mahkuk chastises himself while sneaking towards the somewhat lit rom.