Kaine Aislinn
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Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 10, 2017 21:53:38 GMT -8
Kaine listened to @banditkelly story intently, although it seemed like she did not want to go to into detail about her past. Once he heard what she had to say it was understandable, it was not uncommon for people to leave children behind during conflict who would then turn to a life of thieving to survive. Of course he made no assumption that Kelly was one who had turned to general thievery.She seemed like someone who had been through plenty in the years she was alive and the fact she was here now was a testament to her resolve.
He meant to say a few words, about his own past and purpose but before he could they came upon the light they were blindly following. The smell of cooking meat overcame the stench as they approached a behemoth of scales and flesh. It was a creature he had never seen the likes of in his entire life. If it were alive it could easily rival the flagships of any of the contemporary nations. Then as they came closer he realised that it was only the leg of the beast, a fire , the light they had followed lit up it's leg to where he could estimate the true size of the monstrosity.
Upon noticing the fire Kaine tensed up but continued to row, keeping quiet whilst they assessed the situation. The fire could be one of the torches to guide their way, another lamp like the one near the top, but this one seemed different and the smell of cooking meat was good evidence that it was not one of these two things. If Kaine's suspicions were right then somebody, or something, had started that fire and was nearby. Chances were they were completely mad, but if they weren't they might be able to get some answers.
Taking note of the statue that created the water he was rather fond of as well as the boat that gave further suggestion someone lived here. The water would make for a good steady source, the only problem would be food, and there was plenty of meat around to be had. This seemed like the place they would've come to had they not fallen straight to the bottom and gone through the rooms normally.
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Tower of Eons
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Registered: May 22, 2017 17:35:36 GMT -8
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 11, 2017 11:02:24 GMT -8
(@banditkelly Kaine Aislinn : Floor- 10 The lagoon: : Alter ) The sound of someone hacking up a lung would reach out duo, and the shifting of lantern light would betray the culprit. Near the hovel, a hole about twice as tall as Kelly was bore into the corpse... The glow of fire light came first. "Hmm apa kita kudu kene ... A tiba .." A voice rumbled from the hole...it sounded to deep in nature to be human. "Siji tak cukup adoh kanggo pati Rog, kawirangan kéwan ambruk ing wong." The voice muttered before coughing again.. The creature's head brushed the top of the hole, it had to duck to not bump it's head against the flesh. Of the creatures six arms, one held a lantern, the other seemed to be dragging something from within the corpse to the camp. In two of it's other hands it carried two , forearm length blades. The monster was lanky... spidery almost, with mouths protruded over random places on it's form... Black spiked armor and rags covered it's torso and limbs. The beat had a twist of rags tied snug around it's head, covering its eyes... The rags were stained black. It was a monster Kaine had seen before... A flash back of nearing being ripped in half might run though his mind. Its gaze swept right over our duo as it went to the cook fire. Sat , nearly doubling over to reach the cook pot to stir the contents. " Meh obaran pangan---ora bisa duwe sing..." it said in a chastising tone. In one hand it carried a man's body by his foot... He dropped the body next to his seat. Odly... only Kelly herd the gibberish the creature was speaking, Kaine would think the monster was speaking common. "Well what do we have here ... A fallen .."
"This one made it pretty far..and killed Rog, shame the beast fell on him."
"Almost burnt food --- Can't have that happen..."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 11, 2017 14:04:45 GMT -8
"I don't trust anything that blabbers in moonspeak. Dust this bitch, Kaine."
Kaine would see Kelly raise her crossbow and looked poised to fire it directly at the creature. He would have a few moments to stop her, but if left to her own devices the bolt would be let loose and into the creature's neck.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 11, 2017 17:23:37 GMT -8
As @banditkelly raised her crossbow at the monster Kaine used his freehand to lower her weapon to her side. "There is no need, I can understand him, we should at least try to talk to him and if he turns out to be hostile I'll make sure he's taken care off" He said all this in a whisper as they approached the dock. He knew these beasts were the ones the men had fought and killed on the great battlefield but this one seemed... different. The way it used a lantern and had set up shelter was testament to it's sanity. If they could strike up a dialogue then they could hopefully find a way out of this place, as well as some information about the tower they were in.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 12, 2017 5:10:07 GMT -8
(@banditkelly Kaine Aislinn: Floor - 10 : Lagoon: alter ) The creature stirred the pot gingerly with one hand, and began going through the dead man's pockets, making a neat pile of what he found. Now that Kelly and Kaine were closer, they could make out lizard like features on the human like face... it's leather skin glistened with the moister of the cavern... It's head jerked up,raising to a defensive crouch with its long knives, "Sing ana !? Ketokno awakmu!"(where are you, show yourself!) He demanded, once again his gaze swept right past the two at the boat. It peered into the darkness, and upon not seeing anything snatched a burning limb from the fire and held it outwards, extending the pool of light, thoguth his might have been for show, as the bandages covered both of the creatures eyes... "Sampeyan bakal nyelinep munggah ing wong wuta ?!" ( You'd sneak up on the sightless?!) He shouted in a deep voice that echoed off the walls. " Duwe kula banjur! Aku wedi ora pati dawa!"(Have at me then! I fear not the long death! I still have honor!) it bellowed.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 12, 2017 11:24:27 GMT -8
He could understand its speech, most likely because of the towers influence. It was obviously scared of their approach and most likely blind judging by it's describing itself as sightless and its mannerisms. First he needed to reassure Kelly and then whatever the thing by the fire was,"Alright, he seems sane we should be able to talk to him", he said this in a whisper towards Kelly than he stood up and addressed the beast itself. "Hello, Can you understand me? We mean you no harm" He said this in a friendly questioning tone, if the beast could not understand them at least their intentions could be garnered from their speech.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2017 12:40:00 GMT -8
"He doesn't sound sane..." Kelly whispered as she lowered her weapons. Having no clue what the two were saying, all she could do was wait for them to finish their conversations.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 12, 2017 15:18:36 GMT -8
(@banditkelly Kaine Aislinn Floor -10 : The lagoon : Alter ) The wraith like creature tiled his head...and watched the darkness. And only after a tense moment finally lowered his weapons, setting them beside himself. He held a hand in the air, as if asking them to wait. The creature took some of the black fluid dripping from the bandages and drew a pattern on the stone floor... Slowly but surely a net of translucent threads spiraled around his camp, and covered their boat as well. Both Kelly and Kaine might feel a chill as the magic settled over the area. The creature coughed again, covering it's main mouth. " Ahhhck...Now, what did you say Red blood?" The creature asked , clealy to both Kelly and Kaine. " This one will ask 'gain. Who are you." The beast stated, taking his seat. " You are not champions scaling the tower, as you have no mark, and you are not Dahl'shon, Nor are you Getih..." The creature stretched a sinewy arm over and grabbed a bowl to fill with the stew. "Both of you are not constructs of the tower either..." He said after while... " excuse this one, I am called Kaf. or would be if there were any to call this one Kaf."
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 12, 2017 15:35:04 GMT -8
Noticing how the magic seemed to bridge the lingual gap Kaine said again "My name is Kaine, my friend here is Kelly, we came upon the tower in a field up above," pausing to recollect past events he continued. "It is good to meet you Kaf," As he spoke he rowed their makeshift craft to the stone dock and made sure Kelly was safely off before asking "Do you mind if we take a seat near the fire?"
Kaines trust with the creature came from its sense of fear he had felt come from it before, it seemed that it was stuck here as much as they were and perhaps he would make a good ally.
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Tower of Eons
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Registered: May 22, 2017 17:35:36 GMT -8
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 12, 2017 17:04:15 GMT -8
"This one is pleased to meet the Red bloods Kaine and Kelly.This one dose not mind you warming your bones by the fire." He said in a raspy tone.
" This one has long not seen a soul... It is good to hear another voice." He said, taking another make shift bow and offering it to Kaine, and then to Kelly. "Eat, it will do you well Red Blood...Plain fish caught, not rot." He assured them. " There still be some life to this floor. Thanks to the all mother, may she live forever." He said, and held a hand to his chest.
"That one" He pointed at Kaine. " has still not answered why you are here... Falling is no reason? were you not at the top?" The creature asked, sounding confused.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 12, 2017 19:51:54 GMT -8
Kaine answered the beings question first before he asked anything himself "We fell from the first floor of the tower down into the lagoon here where we were attacked by a beast which we killed before seeing your light and heading towards it in the darkness." He took up a piece of the fish that had been offered to him and inspected it, it seemed perfectly fine. He took a bite before continuing "Thank you for the fish, but do you mind if I ask a few questions?" If he said he would he would continue ," How long have you been down here exactly?" He would wait for it's answer after asking each question. "You mentioned people would scale this tower marked as champions and others called Dahl'shon and Getih, what did you mean exactly?" Again a pause ,"You mentioned the allmother, is she who is depicted on the statue here, the one who makes that water?" Kaine's final question for now ,"I saw... Threads wrap around the campsite and us before we could speak to each other normally, how did you do that?"
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 13, 2017 6:04:54 GMT -8
(@banditkelly Kaine Aislinn ) The creature ladled another bowl of fish soup and offered it to Kelly with one hand while speaking with Kaine. " No, this one doesn't mind talk. " He said before taking a bite of his own soup with a mouth that ill fitted his human like skull... " Strange... No one has ever 'fell' from a floor. Fall to their death, yes, fall in combat, yes, leave from the alter to go down floors yes... But this one is confused. As this is the seventieth floor of this ones tower...? This one is unsure of how you even managed it here..." His tone sounded very confused... " I cannot say how long I've been here... as There is no day here anymore." He lamented...and truly seemed sad. " This floor was not hideous... This one wonders if Tower master Kah is ill..." upon kaine question about the Champions the creature looked at him as if he had said tree's were made of rock. "... Champions are those who give years at the alter to climb the tower?" The creature explained." Dahl'shon..." He pointed to him self. " Getih. are Getih" he explained not exactly sure why Kaine had asked. "The Red blood do not speak of the all mother, may she live forever, any longer? Oh..." Pain struck Kaf's expression..." that is why she take care of this one so well... The All mother created everything Red blood, though the Dahl'shon in their arrogance twisted her blessings... Fools we were... May the all mother forgive us... But yes... That is the all mother." He pointed to the statue. "..Is a simple weave Magic wielder..? You should easily be able to construct it with your strength... Are you a wild? " He said scratching his leathery pointed chin.
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Kaine Aislinn
Dedicated
Roleplay posts: 135
Age: 21
Physical Description: 6'2 Pale, Red hair, braided beard
Clothes and Equipment: Pouches filled with various alchemical substances, a magical rune necklace, bearded wood ax, long bow.
Dressed in traveling clothes meant for the cold.He carries wooden staff, its hilt made of intertwined wood, at almost all times.
Player's online availability : Often
Registered: Mar 7, 2017 21:32:29 GMT -8
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Post by Kaine Aislinn on Jun 13, 2017 19:39:34 GMT -8
He took notes as Kaf spoke, anything he said could be important in the future.It seemed the answers he was given only served to bring him more questions, he could infer a few things from what he knew so far but he knew for sure that magic was different here, the specifics he did not know. "I'm left more confused now that I have asked you, so I'll start, as for how we fell down here we were on the first floor and my friend here has a sword that can stop magic, my best guess is the other uses magic to create the rooms and by taking it away the rooms disappeared and we were able to pass through them freely." He paused thinking what to say of Kah, for all he knew he could be dead now, but it seemed that Kaf knew him, but again Kaf was one of the beast Kah had slain to enter the tower was he not? He simply did not know enough. "I know of Kah, you call him the tower master, I do not know what that means." He did not mention the dagger yet, he wanted to learn more before he brought it up to him. "So then people give their years to the tower? Is that a ritual of some kind?" He knew now that the Getih was the name for what the Dahl'shon had become from twisting their blood. Upon hearing of a different kind of magic Kaine was extremely interested. "From where I come we do not use threads to weave magic as you do, you say it is simple so do you mind explaining it to me? I have seen these threads throughout the tower, in places where magic was present and I have no clue what to make of it."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 14, 2017 8:14:55 GMT -8
Kelly listened intently as she sat on the ice float with one arm over her raised knee. She didn't have a clue what the two were talking about, however, and rather than risk another fight she decided to stay quiet while Kaine did his job.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 14, 2017 15:34:01 GMT -8
(@banditkelly Kaine Aislinn Floor - 10 The lagoon : alter: Kaf's camp ) Once again, Kelly was left to her own devices as Kaine sought knowledge. In her boredom she might notice the human corps the creature named Kaf had drug from under the monster. He looked to be well geared... and had a number of pockets. "You ask this one many questions... This one should have set a price for what you need. " The creature laughed a disguising sounding chuckle. " Tower master Kah, is the Tower master. Ruler of the tower, or so he claims. This tower is of his design now." He explained. " The tower builds from Kah's frees... but it also works for Kah if he can reclaim himself from the madness as he did for so long... Longest I've ever seen a Red blood be Tower master. Sevr said he was too suborn to go mad you see." The creature went on. The creature drew a rectangle , and then divided it with 9 lines. " Each floor is a test, with the possibility of untold treasure... To enter each floor requires a year from the end of your natural life to attempt the floor. The tower grows from this, but you can earn your years back in the tower. " He explained. " Place your hand in the Lion's maw to accept... That is what the tower states..." He explained. The creature paused to enjoy a mouthful of soup, and side eyed Kelly as she sat some distance away. "Strange... handling Raw magic seems fool hearty to this one..." The Dahl'shon started explaining how to weave simple threads from the base five elements, water, air,earth, fire and spirit. He demonstrated a simple air weave that if done correctly would look like a braid, and simply be a gentle breeze... if the weaver messed up or lost focus while holding the magic, it would deform and fall in on its self, causing a thunderclap. Kaf went on to explain that depending of the sophistication of the weave, one might not even see it until it was too late, inverted weaves were difficult to sense and troublesome to disarm. Kaf nodded... " Strange , this one never heard anyone or thing that could break the towers weave... Might I see this...sword?" Kaf asked looking directly at Kelly...
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Post by Deleted on Jun 15, 2017 21:26:30 GMT -8
Kelly looked up. She wasn't expecting anyone to notice her.
"Huh?"
It was obvious she was only half-paying attention to the two, off in her own little world most likely filled with bandit thoughts and cute fairies dancing to Gauldin music. She looked down to her sword before standing up and taking a step back.
"Uh, I'd rather you not? This is the only thing keeping me from dying. I can at least show you from a distance, though..."
Carefully, she pulled the sword free and held it up for all to view, negating the magic around them as far as they could see. The ice float remained, having been created with magic but not held in place by it.
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Tam Mhel Farshaw
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Roleplay posts: 59
Age: late 20's early 30's
Physical Description:
Standing over six feet tall, with a body sculpted from hardship and a culture that requires one to scar their own bodies; Tam has a terrifying presents with ice blue eyes that seem to scrutinize the very being of whom ever he watches.
unkempt bronze hair frame his shaven face neatly.
Tattoo; scars : Tam, like many of the As'deen have various rune's and markings carved into their flesh, These are Tah'nish,and tell the story of the owners life.
Tho most of these remain on one's back, Tam has several on both forearms, and two markings under the outside corner of each eye.
Tattoo wise he has some of the Tah'nish colored in.
Clothes and Equipment:
Clothing wise, Cream colored flowing breeches are tucked into well made leather boots. A light brown sleeveless tunic is held with a dark brown scarf around his waste.
♦ Weapons / gear:
♦ Ghali :A long blade spear, with a metal shaft that flares out around the bottom before returning to a rounded point.
♦ Khill : A horn and bone short bow with a 60 lb draw weight.
♦ Zef'Ghali ; Small Ghali used for throwing, or sometimes used as knives.
♦ Bak : A small wooden shield that carries the Zef'ghali.
Registered: May 20, 2017 15:46:05 GMT -8
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Post by Tam Mhel Farshaw on Jun 17, 2017 17:49:31 GMT -8
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2017 1:49:51 GMT -8
Her nose had brought her this far - standing at the edge of a field within the ring of trees that contained the expanse, staring across the plains colored with the sunset to a ink streak that stood in complete ominous contrast to the land. A tower, it seemed. Just from this distance she could feel a prick of a hum - magicks. It made the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.
What exactly was this place? Something was tugging her closer, against all logical sense.
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Tower of Eons
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Post by Tower of Eons on Jun 18, 2017 7:20:40 GMT -8
(@kiera : Out side the Tower) < OOC: Welcome Kiera to the Tower of Eons! > Kiera's nose had indeed lead her this far, but it also whispered the promise of heavy rain within the hour. As did the rolling black thunder heads streaking the sky to the south, their underside blazed with furry as a red sun sank behind the tower. She had found herself on not much more than a deer trail through the field and trees leading to the tower, and yet is was so much more. The path whispered promises of treasure, adventure... and secretes. As Kiera drew closer to the Tower, the buzz in the air thickened, however it was oddly quiet... Had the impending storm drove off all the song birds? The chattering things in the brush? The deer? No this had a...forced.... presence to it. Maybe forced was too strong a word. Perhaps it was more akin the the silence a tyrant brought upon his oppressed people as he wandered his domain--Or the corrupt law as they marched through town seeking infractions to punish. No... It was a sword suspended in the air, waiting to fall. A fine mist began to fall upon the land... natural in nature , but cold none the less, lost in her thoughts she'd reach the tower far quicker than she expected... The tower was much larger around than perceived from a distance... and seemed far taller as it loomed over top of our adventurer, as if to collapse upon her. Torches started to light them selves one by one masking the base of the tower in a tender glow, fading into the now darkened sky. An entrance , that may or may not have been there before, stood open before her now... A perceptive lady might notice that the threshold lay bare, as if cleaned not a moment ago, yet it was clear no-one had been here in a very. Very long time. Should she inspect the tower she'd notice it seemed to be of one slab of...stone? The substance was black, hard and cold... but there were no tool marks... No groves hinting at its construction. The Opening seemed more akin to something left unfinished, at least until she moved closer and saw the finely crafted ruins surrounding the entrance...There was a different scent here---magically---a different signature. A warm air came from within the dry entrance way from the inky black that lurked within... Torches lining the walls started to light pair by pair as she drew near... inviting her inside.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 18, 2017 7:32:13 GMT -8
Cold. Despite what had been a warm afternoon within the trees, now here at the base of the structure she was cold. And very much unnerved. The heavy clouds and the ominous mist was a monstrous dread trying to push her into the guiding lights that were lighting up upon their own accord.
She didn't like this. Not at all. She adjusted the strap of her satchel to ensure it was on her shoulder, as well as bring the hanging crossbow off her back and into her hands. She wouldn't load a bolt just yet, but it made her feel a little better. She would opt to try and peer to the darkened sky - finding that it was blocking out any view there might have been for the moon. She just had to hope the gem wasn't full tonight.
There wasn't much more to do but take a deep breath in and step into the looming abyss - and hope that whatever lay waiting inside didn't include her death.
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