The Eyes

Yulia listens to the voices as she sets about the storage room. She finds some old rusted armor and uses it to prop the door open as she listens. She stands there for a few moments and then takes off her mask to rub a few tears from her eyes, "Wow... Um thanks... I wasn't expecting such a response. Especially not from you, mean voice," she says putting the mask back on, "Thank you very much," she says and looks nervous for a few seconds as she's thinking about something.

"If we make it back to the rest area I... I want to show you all my appreciation for your kind words and... just all the help you've given me, but for now I suppose we should focus on the task at hand," she says and approaches the key and the armor.

She stands in front of the armor and stares at it for a bit and then after a few minutes she sighs, "I feel stupid. I don't have the kind of magical knowledge to discern whether there's any kind of enchantment on this thing. I tried though. I really wanted to try my best for you guys, but I just wasted a few minutes staring blankly at an inanimate object, sorry," she sighs again, "I have no idea if there's any magic on it or not," she explains

She stares at the two objects and then tilts her head, "Well, I can't discern magic, but I can say that I don't see any sign of non-magical traps, that's not to say there aren't any, but if there are they're very well hidden," she says and hesitates a moment before grabbing the key.

Nothing happens and she lets out a breath she had been holding in, "Well that was anticlimactic, but that is a good thing. I have this key now and while I am definitely intrigued by the armor, you guys are right. It's likely only a detriment," she says and turns taking another glance around the room, "There doesn't seem to be anything else," she says and heads back to the door.

"Bye armor... You're very pretty, but I don't think you're worth the various risks associated with taking you," she says cheerfully and then in a slightly quieter voice, "Why am I talking to an inanimate object?"

She opens the door to re-enter the hallway, but stops as once again the torch light reflects off something in the hallway, but this time it's not strings, it's very clearly eight eyes staring at her and a number of chitinous legs. Her breathing hitches in her throat as the giant spider watches her, she's scared to move as the two are locked in an impromptu staring contest.

(Health: 100%

Mana: 65%

Equipment: Ceramic Beaked Mask, Monastic Scapular, standard bra, Soaked Standard Panties, 4 poison gas grenades, 3 healing kits, 2 syringes of poison, 3 syringes of adrenaline, 2 syringes of poison antidote, 1 sewing kit, 1 vial of unknown liquid, Makeshift wooden torch, 10 days worth of rations, 3 two liter water jugs, 1 half filled 2 liter water jug, 1 health potion, 1 mana potion, A boar mask, vial of sticky white liquid, Ornate Rapier, coin backed key.

Spells known: Great Heal, Cure, Icicle, Unlock.

Fetish: Bondage Rank: 1.

https://forum.chyoa.com/threads/the-tower-of-voices-voting-thread.3460/ )