forum I'm lacking the creative ingenuity to provide a clever and witty name (Character Chat 5)

Started March 16, 2019 by Deleted user

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His lips curled up in a smirk. "Those two have been joined at the hip since they were little kids. Obviously they would team up."

"I would ask for help, but I doubt you'd do it, since we're all out to win." He began to feel antsy. "When is this shit gonna start?"

His eyes were still closed. "Setting traps takes time. I should know." He paused. "What help would you want?"

"In all actuality," he said with a chuckle, "Someone to hide behind when shit get serious."

Rhydar played with a particular ring around his finger. "Would invisibility be sufficient?"

He tilted his head. "…Yeah, that sounds great, actually."

He pulled off a silver ring adorned with clear gems, then tossed it over to Runner without opening his eyes still. "As long as you give it back."

He tilted his head. "…Yeah, that sounds great, actually."

"Just put it on and send some kind of magic into it to activate it, then pull the magic back out to deactivate."

He studied the ring and smiled. "Thanks, man. We good now?"

"Your call." He cracked open an eye to look at Runner for his answer.

He kept eye contact for a moment, then looked away. "Yeah, we are."

A teenage girl approached them with some objects in her hands. Rhydar sat up and gave her his full attention. "Umm, excuse me, sir." She glanced at Rhydar and shifted nervously with a little bow of her head. "Your Highness. Your trial is about to begin." She bit her lip. "I have your communication devices and blindfold." She held out the objects.

"How come I don't get that treatment? I'm a prince too," he whined but gave her a grateful smile as he took the objects and studied them.

Rhydar stood up and approached the girl, leaning down so he could whisper something in her ear. Whatever he said made her flush a deep red. "Oh," she breathed, then scurried away with a dazed and dreamy look. Rhydar stuffed his hands in his pockets and stood up straight with a crooked smile as he watched her go.

He raised his eyebrows. "Oh?"

Rhydar shrugged, "Take that how you will," then grabbed the blindfold from Runner and tied it over his eyes, facing the stone doors.

He fit the earpiece over his blindfolded friend, then slipped his own on, tapping the mic. "This shit working?"

"Yeeeeup." He popped the P.

Runner winced. "Ew. Don't do that again."

He smirked and did it again.

"I would threaten to crack one of your kneecaps, but you kinda need those right now." He rubbed his cheek. "Fuck, they sure are takin' their time, aren't they?"

The floor beneath Runner suddenly shifted, then slowly lifted him up in the air and towards an opening in the stands. At the same time, the stone doors slowly opened for Rhydar to walk through, though he didn't move.
"AAAANND WE'RE BACK!!! It seems our lone wolf Runner will be guiding our beloved Prince of thieves through the maze first! Will they succeed?"

"Walk forward about 10 steps, then stop." He walked about the same to a good vantage point in the stands, putting his hands in his pockets.

Rhydar did as told, carefully counting his steps under his breath. "You better not fucking lead me into a trap."
Indeed, there were many traps laid out along the maze, most being some kind of landmine or pressure plate hooked up to some explosive or harmful trap.