'We have to find our way through this damned Labyrinth first.' Sauriil stopped in front of a crossroads. Forward, left or right.

Falin frowned. 'Of course it's a damned maze.' She glanced around at the different options. All of them looked nearly identicle without any kind of tell on which would be the right choice.

"We must hurry, toss a stick."

Sauriil stepped on a book. He picked it up. It read:

Walk in water, you drown

Walk through hurricanes you shall be swept away.

Walk through grass, you shall live.

StrunLokSingh

Sauriil stepped on a book. He picked it up. It read:

Walk in water, you drown

Walk through hurricanes you shall be swept away.

Walk through grass, you shall live.

(Well, duh. Except for the insta-death with water. That doesn't make sense.)

Grolahmul

(Well, duh. Except for the insta-death with water. That doesn't make sense.)

(It's a gjoking poem, who cares) 

Grolahmul

(Well, duh. Except for the insta-death with water. That doesn't make sense.)

(SPARTANS can fall from space and survive. Step in water, and you die.)

At last from being tortured and electrocuted Veyd pulled himself from Mortha's grasp and he readied his scythe charging at her with it, she teleported behind him and tried to stab him from behind 'Damn' Veyd used his wings to bitch slap her and send her hurling in the ground, he jumped up really high with the help of his wings and came falling rapidly with his scythe ready to stab her with it, imbued in Black Fire and Black Lightning but at the last second she moved out off the way

StrunLokSingh

(SPARTANS can fall from space and survive. Step in water, and you die.)

(Gjok Halo, gjok Cod, it's all about Battlefield!)

YolGoraagSingh

(Gjok Halo, gjok Cod, it's all about Battlefield!)

(*ahem* Pointless OOC. Really? Please just don't do this next time.)

Falin peered at the book. 'A clue perhaps?'

'It is.' Sauriil looked around. 'Wait. Look.'

At the corner of the right pathway water trickled from the top. At the forward pathway, there was a little bit of sunlight shining through, at the left, were weeds.

'We go to the left.' Before is stepped through he pondered an idea for a few moments. 'Why would she leave a clue? Maybe she is testing out our resourcefulness.'

"She's mocking us, that little bitch."

'But would she really just give us the right answer like that?'

'That's what she would want us to think.'