With one final brief tremor felt under their feet all the towers seemed to reach their peaks, each distinctive location a peculiar sight for the lot of them to investigate. Patrick's lips were a a grin when he could hear Niv on Ellen's shoulder, but his eyes narrowed as he looked to each tower individually. Four towers... Six arms... Yet four items seemed to have crystalline objects instead of stone. The Guardian had to be connected to these towers somehow... Patrick had to think over the puzzle once more in his mind.
"Come and seek us, the faithful, hidden within our bastion. Search for the Guardian who hides our entrance, and look to the sky to light the way beyond. For only the light shall reveal our way home."
It was a riddle he played over and over again in his head, the symbolism of the towers a plausible reference to the sky. So what did they mean when they wrote "light the way beyond" in their text? "Look to the sky to light the way beyond..." He muttered with a finger curled under his chin. "For only the light shall reveal our way home."
"Figured it out?" Crowley chimed as he looked at Patrick with eyebrows raised.
"Maybe." Patrick answered with a look to Crowley first, yet he then watched as both Finn and Oberan started off. "Guess we'll find out soon enough." He muttered to his companion just before he cupped his hands to shout to Finn first. "Hey! Be careful climbing up! When you reach the tower see if you can find something, a brazier of some kind that you can light a fire within maybe!" When he finished that he looked back over towards Oberan, his hands once more cupped to call out to the man who strove for the greater challenge. "Oberan! Those cliffs are pretty steep, watch your footing when you climb up! And be sure to do the same in regards to looking for that brazier once you reach the tower!"
So far there remained two more towers and from the looks of it one still required an adequate amount of climbing, if Pat were quick enough he could catch up to Finn and see he had help getting up to his as well. But there was also the fact Ellen could just as well fly up there to make sure the boy made it up alright. Which left the lowest tower to reach if she decided to go with the other tower, which Pat wouldn't mind inspecting himself come the decision to do so. "What should I do?" Crowley checked as he watched Pat with a curious look.
"Watch the dagger, see what happens when we activate those towers." He instructed with a brief look to the older man, then to the other two that also deemed it best to stick around. "Play nice you three." He remarked as he looked to Crowley once more, still unsure how Niv's men would act around the dagger. It wouldn't hurt to have a couple of body guards near Crowley at least, since he could see any feasible changes with the Guardian first. "Be careful you two," He then suggested with a look to Ellen'wyn and Niv, "No tellin' what we're gonna find after all." But they'd all soon figure it out for themselves. With a turn to his designated tower Patrick started in a jog through the snow, his pace somewhat slowed by the knee high snow he had to traverse through.
Snow... He hated it so much. Why couldn't they find Orimar during Ymiden or Vhalar... Patrick pushed himself through and onward to the hill of the first tower, his hands grappled the edges of the subtle incline before him as he pulled himself over the edges. Admittedly he had to admit he drew the bigger straw of the bunch, since he wound up investigating the lowest tower compared to the rest of them. He definitely felt more qualified for one of the higher towers, but given everyone else had chosen what tower they wanted to investigate; he wasn't going to argue whether or not they had that privilege. "A disgrace." He scoffed as he walked his way closer to the landmark that rested a few yards away, already he felt like Niv's envoys were going to be a right comical addition to the bunch.
"Let's see here." Patrick muttered to himself as he drew closer to the tower's base, from the looks of it there was in fact a brazier within the tower. A large brazier with what appeared to be blue resin, and next to the brazier on the stone ground was some sort of pulley gear he could turn... For what though? "First let's light that brazier..." He suggested to himself with a tuck of his hand into the pocket of his leather gear, quite easily he pulled out the tinderbox he had tucked away for something like this. Fire. There was always a need to start a fire somewhere apparently. With the flint and steel taken from the box he held it over the resin in the brazier, a strike made with the two as sparks fell down onto the resin. Nothing. He tried again and yet the spark didn't catch fire, but when the third strike came the spark seemed to catch a portion of the resin. "Perfect!"
He quickly placed the items back in the box and tucked it back in it's place, a few soft puffs fed the faint signs of fire air to help give it more life. At last the resin started to burn brightly, with a brilliant blue flame now eerily heating the air around him. By the seven it felt good to be near heat! And it looked as though they were onto something now.
The cliffs that the boy clung to were indeed quite cold when he clung to them, and depending on how he climbed he could either head straight up the cliffs to his designated tower... or conserve his energy by utilizing cliffs from the neighboring tower to help make his climb a little easier. His choices were to either sacrifice more stamina to save time, or to sacrifice time but attempt safer passage up to the tower he chose to investigate. The ravine between the two towers would shutter as something else started to move, a final structure that seemed to rise out of the snow and ice found within.
A stone pillar with an unusual platform found rising just a few feet from the pillar's base, closer observation would reveal that this platform was a mirror embedded in stone. The mirror itself appeared to be heavily cracked, however, still intact as it faced the direction of the statue... and somehow in perfect alignment with the tower that Oberan planned to scale up to. Once Finn would reach his chosen tower to investigate he would find at it's base the large brazier within, as well as an ancient pulley system that looked weathered but still intact near the base. Within the brazier remained vividly light blue substance, a sort of resin that seemed capable of lighting even after all this time underground.
Ellen & Niv
With their chosen tower being particularly easy to get to thanks to Ellen'wyn's wings; they'd be the first to reach their landmark with ease in mind. Though the winds are quite cold to endure, they will find that their tower resembles the same as the others. A large brazier rested within it's base and and within it the resin, the pulley system next to it a sure sign that this next part of the puzzle required some elbow grease.
Admittedly while the others were out checking out their towers Crowley remained both cautious of his bodyguards, but more or so intrigued with the fact one of the towers had not only a blue light at it's base... but something rotating the tower's peak as well. "You know for men who think a bunch of children are doing their work for them, you two seem pretty adamant from actually jumping at the chance to investigate one of these towers." He boldly pointed out as he watched Patrick's tower mainly, however his eyes often went to where Finn was in hopes the boy wasn't going to fall. Oberan too. The risks weren't worth lives in this case, even if treasure had to be waiting beyond the Guardian.
"As disgruntled you two are, surely you can look past your 'pride and honor' and just worry about getting everyone home safe?" The older man remarked as a beam of light, originating from Patrick's tower, slowly twisted counterclockwise towards the Guardian's location. "I'm sure the boss would be very appreciative if we reduced any casualties along the way?" He made idle conversation mainly but when that light shone on one of the crystal items, the Guardian seemed to tremble just a little with a faint series of clicks felt underneath the stone. By the Seven... were they actually onto something?
Admittedly Oberan had, without a doubt, chosen the more loftier challenge of the four, his tower residing high above the others with a series of cliffs and overhangs to climb. His starting point being a little ways south of the alcove where the Guardian resided, he'd find the stone edges cold and even slippery. Risk of slipping would already be high this close to the ground, and wouldn't likely lighten up the higher he ascended in his climb. There would be little places for him to rest in his climb, save for when he would reach the top of the cliff in general and would be midway to his chosen tower. It would be at this point the cliffs would also become increasingly unstable, as portions of the rock would crumble away under his weight.
As he'd climb the others would also be reaching their towers and activating them, the first tower being the one lowest to the ground of course which could be observed from his angle. Bright vivid blue flames would burn at the base of that tower, and somehow the top of the tower looked to be twisting around slowly. Finn's tower also. Were they causing the top's of the tower to move? The lowest tower seemed to stop spinning as a porthole at it's top shone light in the Guardian's direction, as though a mirror at the tower's peak seemed to redirect the light of the tower's base within. Voices of Patrick and Crowley echoed within the distance.
"That do anything?"
"One of the objects in the Guardian's hand is glowing now, I think we're actually onto something here!"
"Alright, at the base of the towers are some weird contraptions to turn them around. We need the lights directed at the statue in order to open the way!"
Whether Oberan could clearly make out the long distanced discussion, he would soon find out for himself what they were referring to. He just needed to reach his tower without falling, and in turn turn the beacon towards the place where his designated light needed direction to.