Magma Rumble - RPLOG
From Rusted Promises
Participants
Date
28/4/478
Log
The airship ride from Firmament to Firebough is, as usual, packed - not with people heading to the peak itself, but it was a stop on the way to further destinations. The crowd was unusually jittery and nervous, but that wasn't the reason the members of the Freeswords were taking the trip. No, the reason was the small outfit of miners that had established themselves in the aescetic's camp on the mountain's peak. It seems as though the rest of the crew had been sent home for the night, but a coyote girl is waiting at the mine entrance, sipping from a cup of tea as her hired help arrives.
Cassidy was already in the area, by virtue of living nearby. Though it'd be a stretch for the usual people to recognize her, as Cassidy wasn't the fennec she usually was! Nor dressed like she usually was. Today, she was a phoenix, dressed up in an elegant robe with the back left open enough for her wings. This was bound to be fun!
Two enormous grizzly bears trudge from the airship landing toward the mine. One of them is a surly, burly bear with golden fur and a smoking cigar clenched between his teeth and the other is a silvery, metallic monstrosity that manages an excellent likeness to its organic twin. "Evening," Elijah rumbles, "Here to help." Despite the heat of the evening, the big, shaggy bear seems to be quite comfortable in his red shirt and tan coveralls.
A female tigress steps out of the airship, wearing her usual garb. As expected from a native of Shralesta, her clothing is meant to handle the heat rather well. She yawns loudly, "Well, that was a nice nap." and stretches her arms out and nods to the familiar phoenix. Afterwards, she begins heading over to the mine's entrance.
Jera seems to be kitted out extraordinarily today. The kit fox having brought along an array of large battle standards, making onlookers wonder just how she was hplding them all. "Long ride." She commented as she stretched.
As the freeswords approach the coyote, she raises her hand and waves. "Howdy!" It takes her a moment to find a good box to set her cup on, and then she rises up to her feet and shakes hands with any who offer. "Thank you all very much. Should I cut straight to the business?"
Cassidy folds her hands in front of her as she looks over the group, nodding along. "Fantastic. Yes, business, I think. It's been a bit since I've had a good adventure to a place I rarely go! This will be one of those, I hope. Don't go in mines terribly often."
Cara looks at the phoenix upon closer inspection and realizes that this isn't the same phoenix from earlier. She understandably blushes and moves on, "I would certainly like to get to business though." The blush fades away and the feline looks around slightly past the coyote girl and stares into the dark void of the mine. She shifts her gaze back to the coyote and asks, "Just how deep are we going into the mines though?"
Elijah pulls the cigar from his mouth and blows a smoke ring into the air. "Sure, kid," the big bear says, "I'm all about business." He takes the proffered hand in his own huge paw. "You think we're gonna need old Grizz here?" he asks, hiking a thumb at his golem.
"I think this might be the first time in a long while I have not seen you with Natska at your side." Jera offered to Cassidy before she shook her head, going quiet to listen to the yote.
The coyote takes a moment to consider old Grizz, then nods her head. "Ehyup. If he won't melt, anyway." She pauses, and looks over the four freeswords. "We've got a few promising veins that we just opened up down in the mountain, but they're awfully close to the volcano's heart. Probably magma chambers that got sealed off when some rock cooled, but believe me, it is hotter down there than two squikkerks in a Shraalestran pepper patch. And what's worse, some of the boys saw magma elementals, and now nobody wants to go near the new dig." She grins. "So. Head down below - not the lowest the elevator will take you, but the third stop down - and follow the path. It's marked with blue string. Clear out any elementals you find, don't die from the heat, and I'll pay you when you get back up." She motions towards the supply shed near the mine elevator. "Take all the water you need, by the way. I'm serious about not dieing in the heat."
Cassidy folds her arms behind her back as she listens, the phoenix shooting Jera a look out of the corner of her eye, but doesn't reply, as if she didn't know she was being spoken to. "Sounds like a simple enough job. I am ready to go when the others are. As long as the elementals don't touch, it should be fine."
Cara's smile grows a little larger. "Well, I'm glad I'm using a certain soul gem already, or this might be impossible for me to do." After concentrating for a second, a small bit of blue math equations, the gift of water is sent into her. Afterwards, she turns to everyone else around her, and notices a fox along with them as well. Seeing as he is the only one other than her that needs the water magic, she calls out in a polite tone, "Would you some water now?"
Elijah snorts and nods, heading for the shaft with his cigar still clenched between his teeth. "Can do," he says, "Come on Grizz." His golem twin stumps and clanks after him. He does not seem concerned about any heat.
"I suppose I could provide us some stamina." Jera mumbled something under her breath and waved one of her banners about to help.
The with the subtle workings of water magic woven about the party, to help shield them from the worst of the heat in the volcano's heart, our heroes venture forth! Or down. Either way, the adventure is afoot. The mine elevator accomodates the combined weight of the five figures easily, although it does sway and clank as it descends into the mountain; the light of the sky up above quickly fades, replaced by glow-crystals set in the wall at regular intervals. Surprisingly, there seems to be a persistant draft as the elevator sinks lower, most noticable when the group reaches their designated stop. Tunnels lead off in many different directions, marked by different colors of string.
Cassidy doesn't seem to particularly mind the heat, but... Then, she also had the phoenix form to help with that. Though she doubted her ability to remain anonymous once she started slinging her spells in her rather peculiar way. For now, though, she smooths down her elbow-length gloves and exhales softly. "Caves are always so... Oppressive."
Cara's tail moves slowly as the heat begins to warm her more than usual, "This is easy so far, but now we better follow the draft. It's probably coming from the magma somewhere, but that's just a guess on my part." The feline turns to everyone else and takes a look at the phoenix with a small grin, "Thankfully, we won't have any problems seeing in here."
