Siora's footsteps echoed on the stone floor, as she lead her small party ahead through the darkness. Her pointed ears twitched as she heard the sound of moving water ahead.
"Again, what are we looking for. We've been here for days." Tasar sighs. Siora looks back at him, the light lightly shimmering off his raven hair.
"Ask Lensa and Almer, they're the ones who picked up the quest." Siora stops walking, the rest of the party stopping as well.
Almer pushes Lensa forward, not wanting to speak on her behalf. "I.....well....I made a deal with a man back at the tavern...I forgot his name, but he said he'd meet us here and we'd help capture a mimic for about 20 gold."
Almer interjects, a look of confusion on his face "He told me 45 gold....you agreed to just 20?!"
Siora sighs as she proceeds to walk farther down the stone hallway. "Let's just go, we're already here"
The other three party members look at each other, knowing they were to get an earful from Siora later.
A light nearby in a break in the tunnel catches Almer's eye. "Hey isn't that the guy from the tavern?!"
The strange man waved the group over to him. "Welcome adventurers, I'm glad you were able to find your way here."
Almer steps forward, "what's the big idea here, buddy? Why would you give us both different rates for this job of yours?"
"My apologies sir knight. I was unaware that you two were in a party together. I promise the higher of the two wages, for completion of the mission of course."
Siora pulls Almer back, "now that that has been sorted, what was this quest of yours sir? And why are you here as well?"
"The quest is to slay a simple mimic, and I am here to ensure that I get what I want. The mimic is just behind this door, it shall be easy enough to find, but I'm personally unable to rid it from this world."
Siora nods, "very well then. Let's get this done, weapons at the ready team." They all pull swords, except Lensa, who pulls out a bow. "Tasar, the door please."
"As you command." Tasar walks to the door and tries the handle. "Locked. BREACHING!" He yells as he kicks the door inward. He raises his shield in front of him as Siora throws her torch into the blackened room.
"Forward!" Siora yells. Almer and Tasar bolt into the room as Siora and Lensa pass the threshold of the door and split off hugging the walls. "Anything?" She calls out to the rest of her team.
"Nothing," Almer responds. "What's going on?"
They all look to the door as the strange man stands just on the other side. He pulls an orb from his cloak. "Let there be light!" A beam of light shoots from the orb straight to the center of the room, illuminating it all and blinding the party temporarily. "Enjoy the god of mimics you sorry fools, while I please myself to your dismay!" The walls and flooring of the room begin to ripple and almost fade away before the party's very eyes, along with the conniving stranger.
They begin to be replaced by a red squishy substance that starts to pulsate around them. The floor comes to life as a wave rushes across it, knocking everyone to the ground. Before anyone can react the floor begins swallowing their weapons, and tentacles shoot from the walls dragging the men in and pinning them in a standing position against it.
"What the fuck is happening!" Almer shouts. He pulls as hard as he could, to no avail. Tasar meets the same conclusion.
As the women stand to try and help the men, tentacles shoot from the ceiling lifting them into the air by their hands, as more shoot from the floor and start pulling on their ankles. As everything seems to be settling down, a thick greenish liquid begins to pour onto all of them. It begins eating away at all of their clothing and armor.
