(no subject)
The information in the scroll had been useless. Well, not quite useless. It described the door and its location, and that things disappeared into it and did not come back, but a stick was not harmed when let into it and returned, or a small dog if allowed to wander in on a harness and pulled back.
That was useful.
But the scholars of five hundred years ago had not actually dared to enter through the doorway themselves, writing that it was "a door of the Great God Uquar himself, and hubris beyond imagining would be needed to go through it".
Well, Helen's not having with that. So she goes to her room, puts together a pack of small foodstuffs, belts a knife to her waist, and ties her hair back.
After a long moment she removes the knife. If it is a door of Uquar, her knowledge and her hand should be enough.
She descends into the treasure rooms, tells Pani that she will yell if she needs him and that she is doing some research.
He nods, and waves her on, not even glancing up from the paper he is writing.
And she walks through the door.
That was useful.
But the scholars of five hundred years ago had not actually dared to enter through the doorway themselves, writing that it was "a door of the Great God Uquar himself, and hubris beyond imagining would be needed to go through it".
Well, Helen's not having with that. So she goes to her room, puts together a pack of small foodstuffs, belts a knife to her waist, and ties her hair back.
After a long moment she removes the knife. If it is a door of Uquar, her knowledge and her hand should be enough.
She descends into the treasure rooms, tells Pani that she will yell if she needs him and that she is doing some research.
He nods, and waves her on, not even glancing up from the paper he is writing.
And she walks through the door.