Mendras cast a glance behind him when. Aros mentioned her “pups”. Ethel rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. “I had heard of random snow squalls on the mainland. It makes sense someone would be causing it. The more of us here the better.”
“Well we won’t either of our quarries out here.” Ethel motioned to the tunnel mouth entrance marked with lights. “Shall we?”
She lead the way inside with Mendras close behind her. Naros followed up and although the magicborn chaser called Kinosa couldn’t be seen, Ethel was sure she was nearby.
They entered a cavern with multiple gaps in the wall leading to other tunnels. Only a few were marked with lights. Two creatures on either side of the biggest entrance. They glared at the group as they passed. One even hissed.
“Those are The Forgotten,” Ethel explained keeping her voice low. “They *were* open to visitors. I heard tell of two vayrons almost starting a war between them and another clan. Now they won’t allow anyone through their territory.
“So, we’ll be taking the long way around.”
“Around to where?” Mendras asked.
“To The Brutes, a more welcoming clan.”
Ethel led them through cavern after cavern, tunnel after twisting tunnel. The path led further underground and the more they travelled, the more Mendras was starting to feel the weight of the earth above his head. If Ethel felt the same, she showed nary a hint on her face or in her posture. Naros wouldn’t let five minutes pass without remarking on their surroundings or asking a question. It seemed the puller’s thought never slowed down. And their mysterious fourth party member, still had yet to show her face to him.
“We must have been walking for almost an hour.” Mendras cut in before Naros had a chance to start *another* conversation by himself. “How far are we travelling?”
Ethel shrugged. “I haven’t been there myself.” It was then that the group started hearing an assortment of voices echoing towards them. “But if I had to guess, I’d say we’re very close.”
The voices grew louder and so too did the light. They passed from the tunnel to a large, mostly flat cavern. Rambunctious haedians cheered, booed, and laughed heartily near the centre of the cavern.
“A festival?” Mendras said, momentarily forgetting how far underground they were. He glanced back at Naros, hoping to look a bit more friendlier than their initial meeting. “Looks like a good a place as any to start, eh?”
FourDayz Staff Member
Mendras cast a glance behind him when. Aros mentioned her “pups”. Ethel rolled her eyes and stuck out her tongue. “I had heard of random snow squalls on the mainland. It makes sense someone would be causing it. The more of us here the better.” “Well we won’t either of our quarries out here.” Ethel motioned to the tunnel mouth entrance marked with lights. “Shall we?” She lead the way inside with Mendras close behind her. Naros followed up and although the magicborn chaser called Kinosa couldn’t be seen, Ethel was sure she was nearby. They entered a cavern with multiple gaps in the wall leading to other tunnels. Only a few were marked with lights. Two creatures on either side of the biggest entrance. They glared at the group as they passed. One even hissed. “Those are The Forgotten,” Ethel explained keeping her voice low. “They *were* open to visitors. I heard tell of two vayrons almost starting a war between them and another clan. Now they won’t allow anyone through their territory. “So, we’ll be taking the long way around.” “Around to where?” Mendras asked. “To The Brutes, a more welcoming clan.” Ethel led them through cavern after cavern, tunnel after twisting tunnel. The path led further underground and the more they travelled, the more Mendras was starting to feel the weight of the earth above his head. If Ethel felt the same, she showed nary a hint on her face or in her posture. Naros wouldn’t let five minutes pass without remarking on their surroundings or asking a question. It seemed the puller’s thought never slowed down. And their mysterious fourth party member, still had yet to show her face to him. “We must have been walking for almost an hour.” Mendras cut in before Naros had a chance to start *another* conversation by himself. “How far are we travelling?” Ethel shrugged. “I haven’t been there myself.” It was then that the group started hearing an assortment of voices echoing towards them. “But if I had to guess, I’d say we’re very close.” The voices grew louder and so too did the light. They passed from the tunnel to a large, mostly flat cavern. Rambunctious haedians cheered, booed, and laughed heartily near the centre of the cavern. “A festival?” Mendras said, momentarily forgetting how far underground they were. He glanced back at Naros, hoping to look a bit more friendlier than their initial meeting. “Looks like a good a place as any to start, eh?”
2024-03-15 15:42:31 (Edited 2024-03-19 18:54:11)
Feature Comment
Likes