Sir Havel the Unyielding
Lunus is happy to answer Sir Havel's prayer for assistance. Within seconds the blade of his Zweihander begins to glow with a brilliant white light that permeates the caverns. After silently thanking the Moon goddess, the knight of stone observes his environment. The subterranean area seems fairly open. Stalactites cover much of the cavern ceiling, and although the natural formations of rock are truly a wondrous sight to behold, non of it seems particularly out of the ordinary for a place such as this. What does seem to stick out, however, is the fact that there seems to be a designated path running through the area, presumably from the entrance into some deeper portion of the caverns. It is clear these caverns have been visited before, and perhaps still are.
Turning his attention to his weapon, Sir Havel grabs hold of it with both his hands as he reacquaints himself the general weight and feel of the massive blade. He has no trouble carrying it, but its size alone means it would take even the great knight of stone several moments to recover from a good swing with it. The bright side to this is that any attempt to block an attack made with the Colossus Lunar Zweihander would almost certainly be a futile effort, as the blessed sword is easily capable of crashing through nearly any protection that a foe might have.
It is around this moment that Sir Havel notices the presence of a uniformed man standing on the designated path. Holding a flashlight and trembling with unspeakable fear, the man stumbles backwards and falls over when the Chosen One looks toward him.
Hisir Namedene
As Hisir approaches the tower, he soon notices that it is accompanied by a lovely graveyard, which takes up a good portion of the surrounding land. Interesting, but he didn't come here to pay any respects to the dead.
He makes his way over a fence surrounding the area without much trouble, but finds that the walls of the tower are too flat to be easily scaled. For an old, secluded stone tower, it's certainly been kept in good shape. Luckily, it isn't hard to locate an entrance to the interior of the tower, which should allow easier access to a decent viewing point. Unluckily, said entrance appears to be locked.
Zanzetkuken the Great
Pulling his cloak shut to cover his breastplate, Zanzetkuken leaves the alleyway. Glancing around at his surroundings, he seems to be standing between a car repair shop and some inner city houses. A parking lot for what looks like a bank can be seen across the street.
Curious to find out more about where and when on Earth he's been transported to, he sets out in search of further information. After locating a gas station/convenience store, he figures that the easiest route to obtaining the desired info would be to walk in and purchase a cheap map or newspaper. Which would be all well and good, if it wasn't closed. And he had any money.
Taom
Making use of his strange and powerful abilities, Taom attempts to fire a spectacular flare of energy into the sky. Unfortunately, it ends up as more of a fizzle. And after crouching down behind a bush in wait for several minutes, it becomes clear the the energy 'flare' didn't accomplish much beyond scaring a few birds away.
The Moderator
Going mostly by sense of touch, The Moderator takes some time to inspect his equipment. Thankfully, nothing seems broken. His heavy pistol is snug in its holster, and his (currently disassembled) rifle is stored neatly away in his backpack along with the rest of his stuff.
Standing up and pulling the straps of his backpack back over his shoulders, the Chosen One patiently begins waiting for the light of day. It's a little chilly out in the open, but that shouldn't prove to be anything more than a minor discomfort for one such as himself.
Estimated time passed: 10 minutes.
23:50 remain.
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