AMARANTHINE JONES & THE HUNDRED PILLARS.

[saam]

WHO: Wysteria Poppell, Eshal Fazon, Frédérique Durfort-Lacapalette.
WHAT: Epic tale in which an intrepid archaeologists try to beat a band of Venatori to a unique religious relic which is central to their plans for world domination. Battling against snake phobia and a vengeful nun, they are in constant peril, making hair's-breadth escapes at every turn in this celebration of the innocent adventure movies of an earlier era.
WHEN: Kingsway
WHERE: The Hundred Pillars
NOTES: No face melting.

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[aventuriere]

"An excellent point, Miss Poppell. It could have been swords. Or the very deep well." Freddie is getting to her feet and brushing herself off, from trousers (specially-tailored adventuring trousers of her own design, she'd mentioned earlier with distinct pride) to flapping sand out of the tail of her long-ish jacket. Only it's not just sand that comes loose, a snake propelled out of a dragging fold of the material and into mid-air, where it twists in some confusion before falling to the ground.

With the rest of its kind. It's about now that Freddie notices: first the one snake, and then several more, and then the whole entire floor. Some bits of the walls, as well, draped or slithering through cracks in the rock.

"Dear me," she says, stepping back up onto a fallen bit of pillar or some such. "I'm usually just fine with snakes but I must confess I feel this is too many."

[heirring]

"Snakes--"

As far as last words before being stricken with mortal fear goes, it's not a very good one. It sounds rather bewildered, and is punctuated by a baffled moment where Wysteria looks to Freddie, then to Eshal, and then finally to the coursing earth recoiling from the heat of the torch's fire.

The next moment, she is on her feet. In the one following that, Wysteria is all but clambering up Eshal's side with a wordless, choked sound of horror.

[saam]

Eshal grunts and takes Wysteria up, an arm under her legs, as one would hold a toddler. It's not without some effort, but she's clearly strong enough.

As for the snakes-- she crushes one's skull under her boot.

"Tell me one of you has some rope left."