Undertunnels Infestation - RPLOG
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Date
29/10/476
Log
A fine...well, it's a little hard to tell the time this far underground, and it probably doesn't matter, anyway. Above ground, it would be early evening, but it's by and large dark beneath the streets and general sewer systems of Firmament, where a number of folk have gathered in a small room near the entrance that's been marked out as a camp of sorts. Various interested individuals have been lumped into small groups of varying sizes and sent off down into the network of tunnels that stretches under the city, headed straight for as yet unmapped regions of the creator ruins. The whole thing seems to be a rather organised and formal affair, if a little harried, judging by the way both guardsmen and academicians appear to be acting.
Selena makes her way through the crowds, having picked up the memo about this particular expedition from the freesword's inn. At least for once, her standard attire of trousers and a blouse might come across as less of a generic choice and more of a functional option - much less for the creator ruins with all their loose wires among other things. For a few moments, she seems to be distracted by a familiar being or two; others from the academy evidently in the mix as well.
Angus had heard through the grape vine that the undergrounds were going to be searched, and there was no way he was going to not be part of that. He makes his way through the crowd, his cloak forgotten this day as it would be of no use in the underground. "Hello there Selena." He greets the Wolfess, tipping his hat.
Iguana-dragon had heard of the expedition as well. The last time he was down in the sewers he ended up having to swim out of the underground through various passages. Of course he was going to be there for it, for how else was he going to help with everything that needed to be done? He stays close to Angus, acting as bodyguard this time around even if unasked-for. For attire, he's dressed like before down here.
Indeed, one by one, the small groups are assigned their locations, and tasked with reporting back afterwards - it's not too long before the three are up at the head of the line. "And that should cover what we don't know of the limestone formations even further down," the fellow in charge of the operation, a clever-clanned owl, dictates to a nearby scribe. "Now we can probably move on into the tunnels - there've been a few that've been cleared of rubble of late.
"As for you lot," he says, marking out a small part of a mastily scrawled map on a table depicting what's been mapped out of the undertunnels so far, "I'd like you to examine this particular area - head on over, look for anything that might be remotely out of place, come back and let us know if you've found anything. I know it's awfully vague, but everyone's on edge, worrying that something may be lurking so far udnerground without knowing what that might be. It's frustrating, I know, but..."
Selena greets the fox with a smile and half-wave, "Angus, it's good to see you too." She replies, directing much of the same greeting to Mazurek - though the dragon is met with a look as though to say 'really' at the 'attire' they wear. The delegations done, she takes a few moments to examine the map herself. "Well, there wasn't too much the last few times I've been down here - Besides the lost and some machines, that is. Well, those and steam wraiths."
Angus gives Mazurek a curious look, wondering why he seemed to be sticking so close to him as he moves over to study the map. "...As long as it's not the same goop we found in the basement we should be fine." Muttering to himself he stands back up and lights a torch, holding it up in his right hand as he looks to the others. "We ready?"
Mazurek looks right back to Selena and asks, "What? You think some of the gunk that's down here will be easy to clean out of clothes?" He, too, looks at the map when it is put on display, only to look at Angus inquisitively, "Let me guess. There was something important that I missed? Last I was down here was apparently when Selena was down here last for any length of time."
"Thank you for understanding. It's hard to look for something when you don't know what 'it' is, but apparently something must be done in order to...well, give the appearance that something's being done. I've never been one for politics myself, and wish it didn't exist. If there aren't any more questions, I'm sure you can continue. How much you're paid will be dependent on how detailed and accurate your subsequent report is. With that, he turns to the next group in line tiredly, filling them in in the exact same manner. The well-explored portions of the tunnels lie ahead, leading to the maze-like network of passageways that stretches off to the east. Best to not get lost in there.
Selena shakes her head. "I don't expect a lot of gunk here. There's more water than anything in the sewers, and I've yet to see any gunk in the undertunnels." She replies simply looking back to the fox. "I don't expect anything that some water magic and a little time can't fix." she replies, "Though I suppose scales are easier to clean than fur, hmm?"
The assignment of the task is met with a raised eyebrow and mild surprise; "That's descriptive. Well, at least it shouldn't be hard to find something, but if we'll find what you want... Well, that's another question."
Angus flicks his ears as he hears what their assignment will be about. "We will make sure to 'pretend' like we actually care." He snaps a little coldly before turning around and walking towards their designated tunnels. "And yes Maz, you missed something important. Over one hundred somethings disappearing, shall we continue?" He asks, giving Maz a slight smile as he bows and offers him the lead. Lizards first!
Mazurek is the largest of the group, and as such he definitely has nothing to fear here! Okay, maybe he does, for it is the unknown and all. As the fox tells him to take the lead in an indirect fashion he does just that, "Stuff can easily be removed from scales easier than fur, yes. I suppose that can be true for the thick skin the dragon form gives me as well. I never knew the reason behind it not allowing me to keep the scales I had. Then again, someone did try to explain it as being earth-aligned when I asked that very question some time back."
Selena coughs quietly before tapping the fox on the shoulder - "You don't have to snap about it." she says a little bluntly, though her voice carries a tone of surprise at the sudden change in mood the fox seems to have exhibited. The dragon's comment is met with a shrug. "Well. Until it gets under the scales or between them, from what I've heard." She notes, following along cautiously.
As the group sets down the undertunnels towards their assigned location, leaving the hubbub behind, the tunnels grow progressively darker and a little damper. All is quite silent save for the occasional skittering of a machine servitor as it trundles up and down the hallways, but the little golems are now a well-classified and familiar sight in the tunnels as a whole.
At length, though, the tunnels widen and begin to branch out repeatedly into the many tunnels that form the labyrinth, punctuated every now and then by yet more machine servitors. It's a little odd how they manage to navigate the tunnels so perfectly...best not to get lost in here, though. The air smells a clean and a little damp, with only a hint of metal.
Selena glances about the tunnels as they become more humid, eventually taking it upon herself to try and work a little fire math to provide a light for the group. The servitors don't seem to bother the wolfess more than the dark, dank cave atmosphere.
