"Oh, y'know," Pouch replies with a one shoulder shrug. "A place like, ehhhhhh."
He gestures vaguely around the basement, as though that illustrates anything.
Meanwhile, with Wildgulch, Deeplurk, and now Mothgarden represented the glyphs on each side fill with colored light. Blue and green and pink meeting red at the very center, an outline like a cicada.
"Aw, cute," Pouch comments, admiring the design while, at each edge of the hatch, a ghostly form appears.
An old man with an extravagant beard on the bottom, a hawk-like woman with big shoulder pads on the left. Up top, a man that some of the kids will recognize as Mr. Woodrow, the old Transfiguration teacher, and on the right is one Mr. Caleb Qualls. Armani will recognize all four of these people additionally as the four Heads of House at Peckenpaugh in 1989.
"You ready, Caleb?" says the man with the mighty beard.
"As I'll ever be, Iggy," Mr. Qualls replies, looking like a man preparing to join a wake.
The four of them point their wands at the hatch and begin to chant. The light filling each glyph seems to dance in time with their words, growing brighter and brighter until...
Click.
The hatch is unlocked. The ghostly figures fade. Who will be the first to enter?
ELFLOCK LANES: Down the hatch! (Open to all ⛓️)
He gestures vaguely around the basement, as though that illustrates anything.
Meanwhile, with Wildgulch, Deeplurk, and now Mothgarden represented the glyphs on each side fill with colored light. Blue and green and pink meeting red at the very center, an outline like a cicada.
"Aw, cute," Pouch comments, admiring the design while, at each edge of the hatch, a ghostly form appears.
An old man with an extravagant beard on the bottom, a hawk-like woman with big shoulder pads on the left. Up top, a man that some of the kids will recognize as Mr. Woodrow, the old Transfiguration teacher, and on the right is one Mr. Caleb Qualls. Armani will recognize all four of these people additionally as the four Heads of House at Peckenpaugh in 1989.
"You ready, Caleb?" says the man with the mighty beard.
"As I'll ever be, Iggy," Mr. Qualls replies, looking like a man preparing to join a wake.
The four of them point their wands at the hatch and begin to chant. The light filling each glyph seems to dance in time with their words, growing brighter and brighter until...
Click.
The hatch is unlocked. The ghostly figures fade. Who will be the first to enter?