Cary Meets Hephestia - RPLOG
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Date
17/2/480
Log
Fenris is waiting along the trail up the steep sides of the Firebough volcano beside a small crevice in the stone. The big tiger is seated on a large rock, playing a surprisingly long, wooden flute while he passes the time. It is not often that someone goes looking for a Spirit without being called, but he is happy to help.
Aria has traded her usual impractical getup for a light leather armor in a beautiful white, with metal breastplate, boots and gauntlets providing extra protection in the most important and exposed areas. The armor seems to come with a matching skirt that betrays her love for looking good. Either way, the mouse seems well prepared for whatever an adventure might throw at her, shield strapped to her arm and right hand resting on the hilt of her sword as she walks up to Fenris at a casual pace. She lifts her hand in greeting and flashes a smile as she starts speaking. "Ah, hello, you must be the guide, yes?" Her accent betrays her origin from the nation to the north. "I can't say I have ever gone and sought out a spirit, it sounds facinating."
It had been a while since she had been to visit the mountains, and even longer since she met Hephestia. In her usual, and sole, sturdy set of armour and armaments, Millicent took to the trail in search of Fenris, heeding the call of adventure. Lovely day for a walk, at least, and it's not too hard to find the spot, with Fenris playing the flute.
And so it was. Home. For a long time, Cary called the mountains his home, until it was time to learn other techniques in the art of craft. The dino wasn't expecting to be back so soon, but -maybe- he could be worthy enough to see the spirit of fire this time.
As Cary approached the tiger and the rest of those who've walked there, he gently bowed and greeted them. His hands were still bandaged from a previous, rather violent encounter, but nevertheless, Cary was fine.
Back to wearing the atypical gashed armor and loose clothing, Cirrus swears softly up and down the mountain about the weather, having a severe distaste for anything hotter than about sixty Fahrenheit. Anyways. The leopard makes her way over to the waiting tiger, stopping to drink from a waterskin. "Afternoon."
Fenris stops his playing and waves his flute at the gathering beings. "Is this everyone?" he asks hopping down from the rock he is sitting on, "Great! Welcome! I hope you are ready for some spelunking! Now, I know you are all here to meet a Spirit, but I really can't promise anything. Spirits usually let people know when they want to be found. I don't think I've ever gone looking for one."
This is completely untrue, but it works as a preface, since Spirits are notoriously fickle.
"I don't suppose we have a dedicant to Hephestia with us today?"
Aria crosses her arms and shakes her head. "Not I, at the very least." Her eyes look her companions up and down for a moment, before she inspects herself, noting that all her things are in place, in case they run into trouble. "Do you expect any wild animals or other creatures where we are headed, by the way? It is good to prepare for any danger one might face when traveling so far from settlements."
"Not me," Millicent says with a shake of her head. "Not sure if I ever plan to dedicate to any of them. I'm quite happy being... Just me," she chimes, resting an arm lazily along the hilt of her sword. "We might find some efreets, but I'd be surprised if we encounter too much else," she answers. "You never know though. There was that big, big thing, once."
"Not me either but.. Well.. In the near future, who knows?" The dino smirks a little, chuckling. "What big thing?" Added the dino, turning towards Millicent, curious. "Did y'all get in trouble with an angry spirit? Because I'd love to hear a story like that."
"Nope! I've not dedicated to anything, nope. It's good to explore, though... if it wasn't so damned hot, anyways." Cirrus shrugs, armor rustling a bit, tail flicking slowly behind her. "I'm alright with a little exploring, though! Maybe there'll be something lying about. Dunno!"
"Who knows!?" Fenris says with a grin, "That is all part of the fun! There are efreets here sometimes and some spontaneous elementals, but nothing we can't handle, I am sure. Unless the Spirit does not want to see us, I suppose." With that, the tiger turns to lead the way into the narrow crevice in the rock. He holds out a hand and three, small, blue flames spring to life, floating up from his hand to slowly orbit around his body, providing a bit of light as the group leaves the daylight behind. He laughs a little at both Cary and Cirrus. "There is not enough time in the day to tell the stories of all the trouble I have gotten into, and I am afraid it is only going to get hotter as we head toward the caldera."
Aria falls in line directly behind Fenris. A light frown comes across her brow as she contemplates the consequences of the volcano for her ice magic, but, being a capable fighter as well, she is not too worried about it.
"A spirit? No, we did get in trouble with a giant lizard that was in the magma though. We fought it," Millicent says with a grin. "And won!" She shuffles on behind Fenris. She was used to the heat, so it was no great bother to her. Enjoyable, even, since it was a fair bit dryer than the humidity around town.
"Oh." Cirrus says, crestfallen. Her dense fur coat posed an issue when it comes to extreme heat, but tradeoffs are tradeoffs. Besides! Can always work up a nice sweat if need be. She nods, smiles back at Fenris, and too follows behind. "Also, a giant lizard? Nice! How'd you get to it if it was in the middle of the magma, though?"
"Hot is good. The cold I can't stand." Added the dino, walking along with the rest of the crew. "I can't say I'm not worried though. Ever since my last adventure for Amar my hands got pretty badly hurt. I suppose that's what you get when the only thing you have left to fight two giant statues with are your own bare hands... But I'm alive, so I can't complain." Cary throws their shoulders back a little bit, taking a deep breath as their club tail swayed around slowly. "Still, we might not have all time in the day but there's always time for to spark the beginning of a story, right?" The ankylosaurus smiles.
Fenris leads the way into the darkness, his little blue lights giving just enough light to let people see where to put their feet. Soon, the narrow defile opens into a wide, rough tunnel, probably a magma chute from some long forgotten eruption. The tunnel goes in two directions, one sloped slightly up, and the other, slightly down. The big tiger leads the way downward toward a very faint, red glow. He leaves the others to their chatting.
The mouse casts a suspicious look around the tunnel they pass through, raising her eyebrows slightly. "We do not have a lot of lizards in Thera'dor, too cold for them, I think." She pauses for a moment. "Though, if they live in magma, it might not matter all that much how cold it is outside."
