Post by The Sad Mummy on May 25, 2013 23:36:40 GMT -5
May 10th, 23 CLE
The dunes of the Shurima, a sight that the mummy had not laid his eyes upon in a long time after becoming a champion to the league. He had invested so much of himself into the institute, however though little to no evidence to who he may or may have not been while he was undead was never revealed to him. Walking across the sands the familiar feeling of it shifting with each press of each step. He was hoping to find some answers to his past something that may give him some idea who he was. He just wanted his memories back. A simple image of his parents, Anything to hold onto of the people he cared for before his un-life. Though the amnesiac had no real expectations of what he might find, though in the least he sought the answer as to why he became undead. Unlike so many other undead he had no instinctive want to kill the living. He only knew the great pain of his sadness. His despair that he has carried for as long as he remember. An endless stream of tears ran down his wrappings. Any creature that would harm many others strayed away from the despair that would infect them.
His earlier memories he remembered his every part of the Southern Valoran he had traveled alone before heading towards the institute. He came here without saying much to anyone. Only leaving a note days beforehand about his temporary departure to the Shurima Desert. Eventually after passing the final sand dune he saw the crypt he once laid in. Light reflected from the sandy stones. The heat would be unbearable for most who weren't used to it. If this venture would not yield to his desire to rediscover his past. At the very least the sad little yordle hoped to find out just why. Why was he among the living as one of the undead.
A lone figure stood, basking in the baking sun of the Shurima Desert. Observing the mummy's actions, he chuckled to himself, although, a tone of curiosity remained in his voice. Shaco knew of Amumu's origins, but didn't care much for toying with him. After all, why would he inflict suffering on someone who was always so depressed?
The familiar sound of the jack in the box springing to life was music to The Jester's ears. He set up the box as a landmark, in case he somehow got lost in the never changing landscape of the dunes. Shaco had stayed away from Amumu, as it would not have been much fun playing with his mind, but now seeing that the mummy was wandering around his place of origin, things changed. If the answers to Amumu's past actually lay within the desert, Shaco could find a way to warp this information, which would be...
"Oh so much fun!" Shaco said the last lines of his thoughts out sound. Hearing it echo off the dunes, he closed his mouth, fearing that the mummy heard him.
Post by The Sad Mummy on May 26, 2013 23:29:21 GMT -5
An echo stretched across the desert. Hearing the strange voice off from the direction he came from. The amnesiac found the voice familiar, however he shrugged it off believing it to be his imagination. Very few would brave the dangers that lay beneath the sands of the Shurima. Focusing on his goal he walked to the big sandy covered doors of the crypt. Most of the things inside were death traps and various other hazards that were ment to keep intruders out. Though the first time Amumu had awoken he had stumbled across every trap and about all of them caused no harm to him.
He had taken the time to investigate them before leaving the place. The traps would be reset by the magical influence of his tomb. Though he knew how to avoid them. The cool air that blew towards him as the entrance to the crypt lay open. He felt a strange sense of welcome as if the crypt itself was welcoming back the yordle from years of departure. Continuing his path he ventured forth to the place where everything started for him.
Post by magicmagic on May 26, 2013 23:58:31 GMT -5
The Rogue Mage was making his way through the harsh sands of Shurima. His research led him to believe that various "sand mages" that he has been researching in the past few years have lived here long ago. He placed on a desert like worn hood and continued. He has been traveling for the past few months to get here, studying relics and similar things on the way. He took out some water and drank, noticing he has enough for at least another week he pressed on. He stopped when he saw a familiar, little shape entering what it looked like, an ancient crypt. He quickly ran after it.
Shaco was about to follow Amumu, when he noticed another figure quickly dash in the entrance to the crypt. "Blast!" Shaco muttered. Ryze.
What could Ryze possibly be wanting from Amumu? Probably some boring research... Shaco mulled it over in his mind, pondering if he should continue. Manipulating the mummy's emotions would be easy if the two of them were alone, but another champion entering the picture changed things.
At last, Shaco entered the crypt, making sure he was a ways behind the two. Toying with the mummy would be challenging with Ryze present, but Shaco enjoyed challenges. Grinning, he unsheathed a shiv.
Post by The Sad Mummy on May 30, 2013 16:07:11 GMT -5
Having entered the the place he had once laid asleep for who knows how long. Flashes of his first memories after waking up undead came back to him. Before he first had left the crypt to discover who he was he took a singular route that led him out into the desert. Retracing his steps he hoped to find his sarcophagus.
Wary not to spring any of the traps for most of them led to alternate routes to his resting place. After passing the first few traps he had hoped no one tried to steal anything from the tomb. If anything was missing that may help him recover his memories his journey might have been pointless. Forging onward he was determined to discover his past.
And for those who chose to follow him into the crypt. There lay danger of the old tomb. A trail of tears could be seen of the route the small mummy had taken. However the stained stone only showed where his tears dropped. Not where his feet had stepped. The first trap to appear among many had a path of tear stained stones.
Ryze stood before the crypt's entrance. The trail of tears confirmed his suspicions about the strange figure. While he did not want to walk astray from the path to his goals, his curiosity was great.
Having read of these old tombs, Ryze knew that he had to take care. He conjured a sphere of arcane energy that merely served to light his way. The sphere cast a blueish violet glow and gave enough light to see clearly for at least 7 meters ahead. He braced himself and entered the tomb, watching his steps.
After a short minute of careful strides, Ryze noticed that the road ahead contained slightly different stone pattern than the one that looped behind him to the entrance. He knelt and studied the stones, hoping to find out why the stones here are different. Could this be the first trap? Small dots of tears lined the path as before.
The Demon Jester, unknowingly, of course, was not as wary as Ryze was. He strolled in through the entrance of the crypt, while noticing the trial of tears. "You didn't have to make it that easy..." Shaco muttered, chuckling softly to himself. He continued to forge deeper into the hallway, completely unaware of any traps in the area.
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