Woohoo, I'm finally finished (??) with this fanart of my favourite nostalgic PC game series, #Avernum by Spiderweb Software This is definitely something very different than I've done in the past, but it was a lot of fun.

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Woohoo, I'm finally finished (??) with this fanart of my favourite nostalgic PC game series, #Avernum by Spiderweb Software This is definitely something very different than I've done in the past, but it was a lot of fun.
YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, Exile/Avernum are my favorite games ever and I was so dang happy to download the newest version of Crystal Souls and play through it. :D But you’d think for this quest being the TITLE OF THE GAME that it would get more attention, ha... I have been running around doing every quest EXCEPT tracking down the Crystal Souls with no ill consequence. My party is easily distractable. :P
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"A sword?" Loki asked quietly, as if afraid to raise his voice. "Where did it come from?"
"I don't know," she admitted. "It was here with us when we awakened."
"Where is mine?" he wondered, glancing about the stone cave-floor. A glint in the water caught his eye of a sudden, and he went to the water; feeling carefully in the shadows, he came upon two small knives, unadorned save for gems set in the handles. Each was inscribed with a symbol similar to the characters on Citlara's sword.
Loki peered at the jewels; the low light was not an impediment to his vision or to Citlara's, but he could not decipher the letters. "Do these…mean something?" he asked, holding the knives up where Citlara could see. She merely spread her hands in a shrug.
"There should be more here," he muttered. "But where…" He sat up straighter, shaking his head, and the gesture turned into a full-body frisson. Citlara put a hand under his elbow and hauled him back to his feet, surprisingly strong for a creature her size.
"We must go. As I told you, we have to move or we shall die of cold," she explained. "And there could be beasts on the hunt—or worse—nearby. We cannot remain in the open." A grunting howl, as if in assent, sounded from across the black lake.
The two amnesiacs picked their way down the riverbank, which sloped gently enough but was littered with loose stone shards and the budding beginnings of stalagmites. Their feet, bare and tender, found many a sharp edge before their eyes did, and it took little pain to slow their descent, forcing them to move cautiously and, to Citlara's mind, vulnerably.
"What is that?" Loki asked suddenly, pointing into the distance. Where the cold dark river widened and joined with the waters of the black lake, a tiny structure stood—little more than a hut, with faded bluish walls that seemed grown from the rock floor itself. Gaps in the walls were sheeted over with what seemed to be yellow crystal, and there was clearly light coming from within.
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