Raven led them silently through the night towards the gate leading into the
Dead Town. Once inside the ruined settlement, he showed them a secret
passage hidden somewhere near a pile of huge rumble and told them all to go
inside.
The tunnel that followed was pitch black; Raven refused any source of light. They had grope around only using their hands; the kid however sat on Jak's broad shoulders. Once they reached the end of the dark tunnel Jak could see a tiny glimpse of light. They eventually found themselves in one of the sewer tunnels.
Raven: This was an abandoned sewer used years ago during Mar's time; some tunnels are for friendlies, some are for the enemy.
Ashelin: Is that how the Metalheads got in?
Raven: Yes. They carved a few tunnels of their own; thus accessing into the new ones of the city. But we don't have to worry about them here. These tunnels are safe enough for our use.
Daxter: Hey, check that out!
The little otsel jumped off Jak's shoulder and ran towards a large door nearby. It was decorated with boldly craved circular patterns.
Daxter: Yech. Whoever carved this sure has bad taste.
Raven scowled at him but didn't do anything nasty. Instead he pushed Daxter away with a nudge of his foot and placed his palm into a hand-print relief and pressed gently into it.
Almost immediately, the engravings began to shift away bit by bit, revealling a dim lighted stone corridor within.
Keira: Wow.
Raven: Well, what are you waiting for? Go on in.
And so they did, reluctantly at first on seeing how dark and sinister it looked. But their confidence returned slowly at the sight of a few low torches on the walls. Jak noticed how few there were and how dim their fires were lit. It was cold and slightly dank, and a musty smell hung in the air.
He looked around once more, suddenly noticing that the walls all around him had painted pictures. In the dim light he tried to make out what they were, and he was surprised of what he found.
In every painting he passed, he saw the same scene. A blood drenched war in between a strange ancient pale-skinned race and the Metalheads. Except that here the Metalheads were larger and fiercer, and even though the paint was old and faded, a strange glow shone in their painted eyes.
But there was one painting that really caught his attention. It showed a large and ferocious looking Metalhead with wings and fiery looking eyes. Around it were more growling Metalheads, all dwarfed by the larger's one's fierce majesty. But that wasn't all, the Metalhead looked strangely familiar.
Jak: Kor??
Raven: You knew him?
Jak: Knew him? I kicked his fat ass.
Raven: Did you? Well, that is a victory then, however it is small.
Daxter: Small!? Well, tough-guy I'd like to see you fight a 20 foot Metalhead single handed!
Jak: (Looks warningly at Daxter)
Daxter: What? It's not like he could fight Kor like you did!
Jak: (Touching the painting) Those pale warriors.who were they?
Raven: They are the Shadow-Reapers. My people.
Samos: Shadow-Reapers? You're not serious! They don't exist!
Raven: Hah, that's what you humans always think.
Daxter: What the heck is a Shadow-Reaper?
Samos: Well, according to ancient folklore, they're simply vampires.
Daxter: VAMPIRES!!!???
Raven: (Smiles sinisterly, chuckling) The old man is right.
Jak: Why didn't you tell us before?
Daxter: Yeah! Why didn't you tell us that you're a blood-sucking, Dracula- decended and pale skinned freak!!!?
Raven: You never asked.
Ashelin: But what do Vampires have to do with the Stone you're after?
Raven: I'll explain later, when the time comes.
Raven stopped speaking after that, and pushed a large door in front of them open. It led to a vast empty room with a few bits of dusty, but rich furniture and expensive carpets.Tapestries hung on the walls alongside faded paintings, and a candle-lit chandelier cast and eerie and dull glow all around them.
Raven: You will stay here until I return. Don't try to escape, it'll be just wasted effort if you do.
Jak: What is this place?
Raven: It used to be the welcome room of a wealthy Vampire years ago, but upon his death it's become nothing of what it used to be.
Jak: How long do we have to stay here?
Raven: Not very long; if you have the patience of the dead that is.
Ashelin: You're keeping us prisoner in here, aren't you!?
Raven: (Chuckles) No, we'll be needing your information about the Precursor Stone.
Ashelin: Wait, 'we'?
But her question remained unanswered, for Raven had disappeared.
Daxter: Whoa! How did he do that!?
Jak: Now what?
Tess: I suppose we should just stay here and wait for him to come back.
Daxter: Okay then, who's up for a game of charades?
....................................
Argh! You have waited long to see only this much??? Fear not, my readers, there's an ending worth waiting for.
PLEASE BEAR WITH ME!
The tunnel that followed was pitch black; Raven refused any source of light. They had grope around only using their hands; the kid however sat on Jak's broad shoulders. Once they reached the end of the dark tunnel Jak could see a tiny glimpse of light. They eventually found themselves in one of the sewer tunnels.
Raven: This was an abandoned sewer used years ago during Mar's time; some tunnels are for friendlies, some are for the enemy.
Ashelin: Is that how the Metalheads got in?
Raven: Yes. They carved a few tunnels of their own; thus accessing into the new ones of the city. But we don't have to worry about them here. These tunnels are safe enough for our use.
Daxter: Hey, check that out!
The little otsel jumped off Jak's shoulder and ran towards a large door nearby. It was decorated with boldly craved circular patterns.
Daxter: Yech. Whoever carved this sure has bad taste.
Raven scowled at him but didn't do anything nasty. Instead he pushed Daxter away with a nudge of his foot and placed his palm into a hand-print relief and pressed gently into it.
Almost immediately, the engravings began to shift away bit by bit, revealling a dim lighted stone corridor within.
Keira: Wow.
Raven: Well, what are you waiting for? Go on in.
And so they did, reluctantly at first on seeing how dark and sinister it looked. But their confidence returned slowly at the sight of a few low torches on the walls. Jak noticed how few there were and how dim their fires were lit. It was cold and slightly dank, and a musty smell hung in the air.
He looked around once more, suddenly noticing that the walls all around him had painted pictures. In the dim light he tried to make out what they were, and he was surprised of what he found.
In every painting he passed, he saw the same scene. A blood drenched war in between a strange ancient pale-skinned race and the Metalheads. Except that here the Metalheads were larger and fiercer, and even though the paint was old and faded, a strange glow shone in their painted eyes.
But there was one painting that really caught his attention. It showed a large and ferocious looking Metalhead with wings and fiery looking eyes. Around it were more growling Metalheads, all dwarfed by the larger's one's fierce majesty. But that wasn't all, the Metalhead looked strangely familiar.
Jak: Kor??
Raven: You knew him?
Jak: Knew him? I kicked his fat ass.
Raven: Did you? Well, that is a victory then, however it is small.
Daxter: Small!? Well, tough-guy I'd like to see you fight a 20 foot Metalhead single handed!
Jak: (Looks warningly at Daxter)
Daxter: What? It's not like he could fight Kor like you did!
Jak: (Touching the painting) Those pale warriors.who were they?
Raven: They are the Shadow-Reapers. My people.
Samos: Shadow-Reapers? You're not serious! They don't exist!
Raven: Hah, that's what you humans always think.
Daxter: What the heck is a Shadow-Reaper?
Samos: Well, according to ancient folklore, they're simply vampires.
Daxter: VAMPIRES!!!???
Raven: (Smiles sinisterly, chuckling) The old man is right.
Jak: Why didn't you tell us before?
Daxter: Yeah! Why didn't you tell us that you're a blood-sucking, Dracula- decended and pale skinned freak!!!?
Raven: You never asked.
Ashelin: But what do Vampires have to do with the Stone you're after?
Raven: I'll explain later, when the time comes.
Raven stopped speaking after that, and pushed a large door in front of them open. It led to a vast empty room with a few bits of dusty, but rich furniture and expensive carpets.Tapestries hung on the walls alongside faded paintings, and a candle-lit chandelier cast and eerie and dull glow all around them.
Raven: You will stay here until I return. Don't try to escape, it'll be just wasted effort if you do.
Jak: What is this place?
Raven: It used to be the welcome room of a wealthy Vampire years ago, but upon his death it's become nothing of what it used to be.
Jak: How long do we have to stay here?
Raven: Not very long; if you have the patience of the dead that is.
Ashelin: You're keeping us prisoner in here, aren't you!?
Raven: (Chuckles) No, we'll be needing your information about the Precursor Stone.
Ashelin: Wait, 'we'?
But her question remained unanswered, for Raven had disappeared.
Daxter: Whoa! How did he do that!?
Jak: Now what?
Tess: I suppose we should just stay here and wait for him to come back.
Daxter: Okay then, who's up for a game of charades?
....................................
Argh! You have waited long to see only this much??? Fear not, my readers, there's an ending worth waiting for.
PLEASE BEAR WITH ME!