Hearing Arco's whisper just barely, Victor answered back in a whisper as well, feeling the need to after being asked so quitely.

"I don't know. I just... sensed something. I have a feeling the others did, too."

Victor's assumption was then proven right by Alpha, who had proceeded to take out his staff. Silently, the Bard tiptoed a little further down the tunnel, gripping his dagger tightly...

Blank's sword is heard as it is unsheathed. The nomad stands on guard, facing away from he group should the unseen disturbance be, in reality, a diversion leading up to an ambush from behind.

He sees Arco holding the lantern, trying to light it. Blank glances left and right, hoping to catch signs of an enemy, while staying on guard should an unexpected ambush occur.

Ooc: Gonna need an Awareness Check for this one.

As the party stops, quiet movements of a mechanical type are heard, neither discreet, nor obvious. As Arco attempts to light the lantern (3 + 7 = 10 Pass), the sound that reverberates is that of a flame being produced. With it comes the inevitable musty smell of old lantern fluid. But as attention is turned from the lantern to that before them, a sight of sore eyes penetrates the hallway. Protruding from each wall-base and the center of the ceiling at 120 degree increments sit the forms of three beamos with their eyes fixed glaringly at the party's front members. Grenada sits with a blank expression on his face as he can't see past the others to notice the danger. Still, he remembers the feeling he felt and his hand instinctively inches toward the hilt of his blade. He watches as Blank turns around to face his direction and looks quickly over his shoulder to see if anything's there. Unsatisfied in his search, he looks back only to see that (10 + 7 = 17 FAIL) Blank hasn't moved.

OOC: That's two of them answered. I have some more on hold if they are needed.

IC: Raven follows the others into the dark hallway. The sound of his usually silent footsteps, echoing all around him. As he walks he keeps his hand hovering above his dagger. You think you see his red eyes shine through the darkness, but you convince yourself it was just a trick of the light from the lantern.

Looking past the Acro and the others he thinks he sees something up ahead. Orbs of light hovering in the distance.As he contentrates on the orbs he sees what they are atop of and steps back and puts his hand on his shoulder where was last hit. He has heard stories about their strength and knows that the last blast he received would be like a bee sting in comparison.

Seeing the others with they'r weapons in hand James grabs his Deku Staff just in case there's a near by enemy.

Arco says something about "Yurr hurrr," as the the flame flickers to life. He eventually pulls his gaze away from the flame and, seeing purple spots, sets the lantern down. He straightens back up to see the odd trio of Beamos staring down at the party, and for a moment, enjoys a good stare back. Something at the back of his mind does wonder, though... how tall is the ceiling, here? Can just anyone reach that statue thing that's up there?

A moment passes, and, feeling a bit restless, Arco reaches to his side and cranks his hurdy-gurdy one, two revolutions, and turns his head to listen to the reverberation. He then smiles, in a sort of Arco way.

"The acoustics here are really dry, aren't they?" he says flatly, to his fellow Bard and otherwise, no one in particular.

Victor had just loosened his grip on his dagger when Arco lighted the lantern, revealing the Beamos. Startled, Victor jumped backwards and gasped, the sound bouncing off the walls of the corridor. His knees began to tremble once more, and he stood motionless for a while before Arco's question brought him back to earth.

"Acoustics? Oh, yeah... acoustics. I... I guess they are, yeah."

Then, with a glance at the Beamos as if to check that they could not hear him, Victor whispered to Arco out of the side of his mouth.

"What do acoustics have to do with anything?! Do you plan to play the Beamos a song? Because I sure don't know the lyrics to 'I'm a scared adventurer who doesn't want to get FRIED!'"

Suddenly, Victor thought to glance up at the ceiling, and sure enough, he spotted a third Beamos. Like Arco's instrument, Victor's mind began to turn as if operated by a crank, and he realized what the Sheikah meant.

"Dry... dry... DRY!"

Turning swiftly on his heels, Victor stared directly at Alpha and whispered:

"Alpha! Make it rain so we can reach the Beamos up there! Wouldn't do us any good to get fried from above..."

Arco shakes his head somewhat violently, and before your very eyes, begins to spasm. But all at once, this odd performance stops and a voice, deeper and... more intelligent than Arco's, says:

"No, I was referring to page three of Malgavian Occupational Records, particularly the account detailing one party's successful experiences with the precipital manipulation of water so as to wield Iron(III) oxide as a situationally potent corrosion tool."

A second passes, and Arco's body seems to sag. He opens his mouth to speak, but this time it's back to the same old Arco. He blinks his eyes slowly, and repeats, with a certain dumb glee, "Yes, the acoustics of this room are absolutely wonderful. Very dry. Hrrr..."

"Uh... well... yeah. That's what I meant. Make it rain so we can reach the Beamos and watch it rust. Yeah..."

Slightly embarrassed, Victor's body sagged a bit as well, and he looked at the three Beamos. Suddenly, he had a thought.

"But what if they aren't made of metal? They look like normal statues to me..."

Alpha shrugs his shoulders as Victor addresses him for the second time. "Well, it's certainly worth a shot, I suppose." He reaches beneath his cape and pulls the mask out again. Placing it firmly on his head, he gives its spinner another twirl. It spins around a few times before finally landing on Spring.

OOC: The roof isn't too high, I imagine about 7 ft or so. The three should meet at around the middle of the hallway, with the eyes right next to each other.

IC: When the spinner stops, spring explodes from almost nowhere, and rain appears in the hallway suddenly. Flooding down the sides, the floor catches the water, and small debris from the walls are pulled down into the puddle below. Eyes are drawn from this with rapid necessity presented. Each eye glows a different color and they are flashing in a clockwise circular pattern starting from the top which is red. This quickly rotates to the right, which is blue; and finally reaches the left. A green light is exposed by this action, and this is repeated several times as the pattern continues and the lights circle quickly.

*thwump* *thwump*
In the silent shadows of the room, a sound of someone, or something rolling is heard. First very softly, as a drop of dew falling into the floor, then more rapidly and vigorously, as the sound is now easily understandable, like a code, that warns the brain of the presence of... someone, or something rolling.
It quickly approaches the group, as a scream can now also be knowledged, coming from the same direction, the same... thing.
*BANG*
Whatever it was, it went straight against the bricked wall of the dungeon room.
"Owowowowowow..."
Tayro, still dizzy, was lying on the floor, grabbing his head in the process. A small wound could be seen in the place of impact with the bricked wall. Noticing that he had caught up with the group of adventurers, he got up, with a childish smile.
"hehe... Sorry about that..."-he said, with his hand still over the forehead-"I...I slipped on the ice whilst coming, then banged against a tree, and... well... I got here! Finally caught up with you!"
He quickly then cleaned himself up of the dirt and ice that were laying over his clothes and face.
Sheesh... they left traces of their passing all over the place. One could easily follow them here... let's hope those evil fellows don't notice, like I did...

Seeing Tyro's accident James quickly ran over with a worried look on his face he asks,Hey,are you all right?

The odd show of lights above is something Blank would rather not take the time to comprehend. Complimenting the bards and Alpha on their roles in this room, he sets his attention to other sights. He sees that the others have things under control, for now, and instead focuses on the newcomer. Blank smiles and laughs to himself as the stranger falls into the scene. Not to be sadistic or anything like that, but this man had made quite the comical entrance. The would-be nomad strides toward Tayro and introduces himself.

Hey there. I'm Blank, welcome to the party, don't think I caught your name yet. It's nice to meet you, uh...

He extends his hand in a typical, casual manner.

*Cheesy Holding Music strikes up again*

Due to unforeseen circumstances this quest is on hold. While you wait have a go at some of these riddles to pass the time until the quest starts again.

First here is the answer to the only unanswered question:
Q1.
You throw away the outside and cook the inside. Then you eat the outside and throw away the inside. What did you eat?

Answer: Corn on the cob

Here's the next set of questions:

Q4.
You have a barrel, filled to the top with water, which weighs 150 kilos. What can you add to the barrel in oreder to make it lighter?

Q5.
A man rides to town on Saturday, stays two nights, and then rides home on Wednesday. How does this happen? (he definitely stays two nights.)

Q6.
Until I am measured
I am not known
Yet how you miss me
When I have flown

What am I?

Feel free to post your answers. Who knows it may make the quest get started (or should that be finished) quicker.