The Legend of the Cursed Moon of the Sea (RP)

[The Wandering Magus]

((Okay sorry for not posting as much.The I AM A BAD PONY hospital gave me the wrong surgery.So not only did I have to go through that pain once I have to do it again!Well at least I have a better kidney now.))
"We can't take it with us right?" Blues says looking at the tablet. "What does this thing even do?"

((wrong SURGERY... that's one bad hospital.  sorry to hear that.))

"The tablet holds the history of the island, and seems to have prophecies built into it.  It also seems to be a sort of mystic map for finding keys to unlock the way off the island.  Unfortunately... in its current state, it is impossible to move, and as it is a mystic artifact the fear is that the necromancer we spoke of may find it and use it in ways we can't due to our limited knowledge."

[Chirp]

"Can't we hide it away then? Cover it with some dirt or something?"

[Morgan Sententia]

((Alright thanks Magus. Let me know if you and Domino are ready to use "Him" soon. I'll volunteer to play that time...))

[The Wandering Magus]

"Can't we hide it away then? Cover it with some dirt or something?"

"Magical devices leave a signature aura even when buried... even I can sense the power emanating from the thing without looking.  It may be that the necromancer can also sense it, and if so, what then?"

[Chirp]

"Sweet Celestia, is this tablet more important than another pony's life?! We have to go and save her, now! It was a bunch of shards before wasn't it? Just unassemble it again!" Majem said with his voice raised. He was really getting worried and impatient.

[The Wandering Magus]

"Sweet Celestia, is this tablet more important than another pony's life?! We have to go and save her, now! It was a bunch of shards before wasn't it? Just unassemble it again!" Majem said with his voice raised. He was really getting worried and impatient.

"Master's servant has tried.  Observe."

With almost inequine speed, the butler delivered a series of kicks and strikes at the tablet that would have penetrated a wall of diamond.  The tablet only shone on steadily, not even a scratch or dent appearing.

"The dust and gravel you see is from Master attempting to use boulders to break the tablet.  It seems some spell makes the device indestructible, and unfortunately, it seems the tablet is integral to the entire island's curse.  Should it fall into the Necromancer's hooves, every single one of the ponies on this island may very well lose their minds and souls to the same curse which created those undead soldiers."

[DominoEffect]

The assembled group reflect upon this predicament, whilst finding Rigor would be a noble course of action, leaving the immovable tablet unguarded would surely be foolish of them. The words inscribed upon the tablet remain shining, and the temple in the distance remains clear to them. It is at this time that Majem voices his experience with the soldier he and Blues encountered within the forest, particularily the stone that he crushed...

Domino smirks at Rigor's inquisition of his motives...
"It seems that way, does it not? No, their every contribution to the matter at hand is paramount. It is merely that they are progressing further than I had anticipated within a small time." Another jolt of lightning and a stone door is sillouetted in the dim light. Darkness surrounds it, and Rigor is beginning to get the feeling that she is being watched...
"Already the Lunar Temple has been revealed upon the reassembly of the tablet your friends so couragously protect, though thankfully their encounter with one of Sacrifice Stone's soldiers has stalled them, thus buying us some time." Domino approaches the door, turning to Rigor as ancient barricades rattle and shudder from their locks behind the door "My mentor is within. Ladies first."

[Chirp]

Majem sighs and looks at the tablet."Lose their minds and souls?"
He turns towards Fancy, looking at him in shock by what Bloodblade just said. "Souls! The tribesponies' souls created those soldiers! We must save them! I know we can. When me and Blues fought one, I heard something thank me after I destroyed the soldier's orb."

[The Wandering Magus]

Majem sighs and looks at the tablet."Lose their minds and souls?"
He turns towards Fancy, looking at him in shock by what Bloodblade just said. "Souls! The tribesponies' souls created those soldiers! We must save them! I know we can. When me and Blues fought one, I heard something thank me after I destroyed the soldier's orb."

Fancy looked at the pony in a mixture of surprise, wonder, and determination.  "Of course we must save them!  And yet... how?  Perhaps..."

He looked at the tablet.  "Perhaps the means of saving them, and the entire island itself, is bound up in the locations marked by this?  Are we here to fulfill some ancient prophecy?"

[Chirp]

"You mean in that temple over there?" Majem says as he points at the temple, his hoof was shaking in fear.

[The Wandering Magus]

"You mean in that temple over there?" Majem says as he points at the temple, his hoof was shaking in fear.

The aristocrat nodded gravely.  "It is no coincidence we are here, I do not think.  We were guided here for a purpose, and not necessarily the purpose that the evil force which was a part of bringing us here had planned.  Call it fate, if you will.  Yet there are forces beyond even those who cursed this island, forces for both good and evil.  Do we DESERVE to be cast as the players here?  Perhaps not, but then all who live to see dark times wish it were otherwise.  That is not for us to decide.  All we have to decide, perhaps, is what to do with the time that is given to us."

He looked at the dark temple.  "May fate save us all."

[InsaneMar]

Rigor looked at him with a raised look, her head turning as the lightning seemed to reveal something in the darkness. She frowned a bit, she didn't like the feeling crawling up her spine, though she turned her attention back to Domino. "Us?  You and your mentor you mean?" she questioned, "Lunar Temple? I'm assuming that's important to your plans."  She looked at the door and him for a moment, she did not like the idea of him being behind her, though she didn't seem to have much of a choice.  "Such a gentlecolt," she commented as she stepped forward, her coat on the back of her neck standing on end.