Hephestia at the Hearth with Friends - RPLOG
Participants
Date
10/3/479
Log
Elijah leads the way up the winding mountain path to a cleft in the rock. "It's down here," he growls, "Least, this is where I met 'er. I told you that I thought the whole thing was a dream, right? Might not be anything in here but volcano gas or efreeti or something. You kids sure you're all up for this?"
Bazalt nods , tail wagging. "I'm sure it'll go find-Besides.. your her caller..so you /should/ have the power to call her, more so in areas where they have power.. or are important..I think?" the wolf shrugs, Stepping carefuly along. "I..Hope she dosnt mind me observing..I really do jsut want to learn more.." he says, Smiling.
Tezky follows along, resolute, but nodding. "Well, I'm up for what I can find. I have done a little studying, but there's only so much written about these spirits. Even then, Hephestia seems to be my favorite." He looks back over his shoulder and the satchel of things he thought might help, candles, matches, one prewritten scroll for lighting a forge quickly, and a small anvil to go with the hammer he kept. "I appreciate you all coming out to support me. I hope I don't disappoint you." He chuckles as they continue into the mountain.
Lucas follows his brother behind, in full combat regalia. He smiles at the heavy otter and waves a hand through the air dismissively. "Pish posh, you'll do just fine I'm quite sure. Maybe your little rabbit friend will get lucky too," he said, tail slowly swaying from side to side behind him.
Molly scurries along, close behind Tezky, dressed in her adventuring rags complete with her own chainmail shirt. "Oh, yes, it'll be fine," she mumbles, glancing over her shoulder and then looking up to Lucas. "Well, I hope I will, in some sense. I dunno what turns out as lucky when you're messin' around in the affairs of spirits," she says, "I don't know if any good comes of it."
Elijah scratches his head, adjusting his goggles. "Huh," he says to Bazalt, "Didn't think about that. Guess we could have just done this at home." The grizzly leads the way into the interior of the mountain. The bear lifts his arm in the air and balls his hand into a fist, suddenly setting it alight with a warm, glowing flame. That is a good trick.
The going is pretty easy and the tunnel slopes gently downward. After a short, if winding walk, the party emerges into what can only be the inner shaft of the volcano. The heat is stifling and a lurid glow comes from below. "Meet Firebough, kids," Eli says, dousing his improvised hand torch.
Bazalt nods "Probabaly.. but..She might apprecate the treck out here, maybe?..I..dont understand spirits fully.." he hums a random tune (one fenris played in the inn once) as he walks, reading his notebook idily. "intresting place we're in though..this place eery.. like erupted.. or whatever?" he asks, glancing about.
Tezky chuckles at the little rabbit. "Well, unless I've been lied to, she is one of the most noble spirits, concerned with the creation of new things, especially of our profession, and the protection of loved ones. To me that sounds like she'd be right up your alley, Littlebit." He looks in aw as they reach the magma section. "Wow. This place is great." He takes a daring look down at the glow. "Heh. Bet you could make one hell of a sword with that stuff."
Lucas tugs at his collar as they come to the hot tunnel, his thick coat of fur not especially suited for such an environment. "Creators, maybe I should have left the armor at home. It's stifling in here. We're not going to be here too long are we?" He fans himself, air math creating a gentle breeze that makes his ponytail bow in the wind. "Ah, nevermind, I think I've got myself handled."
"I think she'll- she might appreciate the gesture," the girl suggests, an optimistic smile on her muzzle. She pulls out the collar of her shirt and sighs. "I hope she doesn't make it too much hotter." The rabbit coughs nervously, hopping with a bit more spring in her step as they reach the blazing inner shaft of the volcano. "I'll trust your judgement, Tez," she says aside, tail flicking as Tezky peeks down, "but ya must be careful." She shuffles over closer to Lucas, hopping to catch some of the breeze. "Thanky."
Elijah snorts at Tezky. "With the magma?" he grumbles, "Not likely. It's molten rock, kid. Nothing worth smithing in there." The burly grizzly leads the way to a steep incline on one side of the promontory that the group is standing on and shuffles downward. "And of course it's hot! Place is a live volcano! Old Firebough isn't a real sleepy sort of giant. He wakes up all the time. Come on, almost there."
Bazalt nods "It's not that hot, is it?" he asks, tilts his head before shrugging. "yeah, she's definatly one of the nicer spirits. but.. then..What with some hating otehrs that starts to get messy Real quick.. like kendrack Hates Olloch and the corrupt courth, but olloch dont seem to be inhernetly corrupt and then there-" he catches himself "sorry..rambling.." the Wolf promptly shut up, returning his attention to following teh bear and reading his notes.
Tezky shakes his head. Just meant it'd be a quick forge. Maybe too quick. Might melt a piece before you can even get it out." He stays cautiously enough off the side, returning to following the group. "I don't think it's all that hot really. But I do spend a lot of time in the forge. Probably just have more tolerance for it. Not to mention I don't have the luxurious coat of our delicate flowers here." He smiles and chuckles as he pats Molly and Lucas. "I don't want to rush a delicate procedure, but I promise I'll try to be out before you two are poached in your armor." He listens with interest, glad to not hear of anyone in particular aligned against Hephestia. "Even if nothing does happen, still glad I got to visit this neat place. I love exploring."
"Of course it's a volcano, because the spirit can't appear in a hot spring or a sauna," Lucas said, hands shifting slightly to make the breeze produced by his magic hit the small smith too. He looks to Bazalt and sticks his tongue out. "My coat of fur is quite thick, thank you. S'why I never took to smithing like Tezzy, well, that all the hammer swinging and such. I'm going to need a nice bath after this."
