Sand and Honor - RPLOG
Participants
Date
10/9/477
Log
The Shralestian desert was busy with activity this day, caravans traveling to and fro to deliver relief supplies to the outskirt of the city. More importantly for those lured here however, is a Graceful Clan Rabbit sitting on a carriage with a sign reading 'expedition here' strapped upon it! The Rabbit poorly dressed himself, mostly wearing thick leathers and a wide brimmed hat with a whip and pistol on his hips.
Lucasiel didn't like the desert, really. It was always such a bother, but at least it wasn't humid! The panther had fashioned up a bit of ice magic to keep her cool while she approaches the caravan. "Violence, huh?" Maybe she'd find a good fight, this time!
Despite the sweltering heat, the tall fern arrives at the carriage dressed in full armor overlapped with pieces of even more armor. Her shield, taller than most normal people, firmly grasped in one hand, the plant used the other hand to grasp the edge of the transport and pulls herself into the shotgun seat without a word. Looking over the rabbit briefly, and with a quick nod to the panther, Savi quietly awaits the arrival of the rest of the passengers.
A plant being almost completely covered in a heavy cloak arrives at the location. Thankfully the sky is filled with scattered clouds ensuring that there is at least some respite from the heat of the sun. Rokarion walks in a confident gait towards the Rabbit, before giving him a polite bow and asking in his usual caln and polite tone, "Hail and well met good sir. I am assuming that the scholar will be meeting us shortly?" Hopefully there won't be much fighting, Rokarion is mainly interested with the statues and if he is lucky, he would be able to take a good look and maybe sketch some of them.
A salamander, covered in her white and red robe, tailored to be worn under the hot sun, followed soon after, joining the group and watch whose who are already present. Then Cythim removes her hood from her head, and wait for the others to arrive.
Adolphus is sweating. Profusly. Tropical Good and desert heat are not mixing well today. Sun beating down on his bald head, armor, chain and leather, strapped to him. Huge warhammer on his back, wondering why in the world he was so curious about statues to walk this far out. Well he's here. Might as well get on with it.
"I -am- the scholar." The Rabbit calls out as he looks to Rokarion, before waving his hand motioning to the carriage. "The name is Bindy, Bindy Bones. I take it you're the lot then? Hmmm... Not too terrible indeed, could work well." Reaching into his bags, he pulls out a canteen to toss to Adolphus, before grinning at the group. "Well then, if folks are ready, feel free to hop on into my carriage here, and we can get moving. I just need you lot to probably help in clearing any trouble there... After all, I take strange reports of increased violence around old sites like that, rather seriously."
Lucasiel rubs at the back of her helmet and grins. "Well! Look no further, then! I will certainly do my best to deal with any problems that may arise! I imagine they will, as well," she says, gesturing to her companions as she climbs into the wagon. "It's been a few months since I've been out this way..." Comes the idle thought as she settles down, making sure her plate was all tightened and adjusted properly.
Eyes on the path ahead, Saviante sits with a sense of stoicism. Her visor down, only the long fronds that make up her 'hair' serve as any indication that there is a living being within the mass of armor. Taking her job VERY seriously, the towering Fern is already scanning the horizon for anything that seems amiss, even now before the carriage actually leaves. A bad feeling, the origins of which she cannot place, settles in the pit of her stomache.
Rokarion looks at the rabbit, before nodding his head and saying, "My apologies for the mistake." Satisified with his short response, Rokarion entered the carriage, and took a window seat. He then slipped a notebook and a pen from under his cloak, and started writing something on it, waiting for the others to enter the carriage while his jasmine scent wafted inside their transport.
Cythim nods at the rabbit, taking place on the carriage and check her equipement, to see if she had what she needed. Her spear, her dagger, her medicinal herbs and bandages before she looks around for potential dangers. Then she asks, "Where are we going? And for what?".
Adolphus catches the canteen, and the huge, heavy, husky, hippo opens his wide gullet and drinks the entire canteen in a few gulps. "Great. Let's just finish this then. Sooner we are done the sooner we can be out of this cursed sun." Much rather been sitting in a cool pool, nostrils just above the water. He enters into the carriage and causes the whole thing to lurch around as over 500 pounds of fat and muscle squeeze in.
"Out into the desert, there are a few statues not too far from the monastary that I've taken an interest to lately. They depict strange looking things from something far before us... And given that whole snake thingies temple, I'm inclined to believe it's of importance." Ever so intellectual, refering to the spirit of Ser'ther as snake thing, but never the less once the group is inside of the carriage it lurches, and begins to move forward. THankfully for them, they've a nice cover of cloth to provide them with shade as they cross through the desert. Nothing does seem to happen though for this first portion, with only errant breezes of sand to irritate eyes and skin, and soon enough the group arrives at their destination!
Their carriage ends up parked at the edge of what appears to be a gently sloping crater of sand, caused by a variety of sandstone formations with the statues in question resting at the bottom of this depression... Most appear damaged by time, or resemble beings almost, but few do stand out as more 'unique'. Be it a serpent with several heads that each seem to gaze a different direction, or a large four legged winged serpeant that carried four horns above his head.
"Well, here we are. Why don't you guys head down inside first, and make sure it's clear before I come sliding after... Not that I wouldn't be willing to fight along side you all, but well, if I die then so does your pay sadly."
Lucasiel passes the trip in silence, mostly just listening to the scholar go on about spirits. She had yet to meet one that had impressed her. Eager to stretch her legs, as soon as the carriage comes to a stop she hops out of it, dragging her large battle axe with her. "You think it has any kinds of traps in there?" She asks to no one in particuarly as she starts on the way, taking up point with her kite shield at the ready.
Not moving more than a foot from the Rabbit scholar, Savi speaks the first words she has uttered the entire trip. "I am here to guard you, leaving you alone here while we all go there would not be doing my job." Despite the whisper-soft volume of her voice, the words are spoken with an almost chiding sterness. Taking the time to draw her spear, the Fern stands her ground and contunies to scan the horizon slowly, as concerned with what is up here as whatever might be lurking below.
