Thalassa
Sometimes you have to
burn yourself to the ground
burn yourself to the ground
Thal didn't comment on the creatures of the Climb. She could only speak on what she'd seen so far, which was a lack of Void wherever she looked. It was a major contrast to most of the other areas of Caido, but it was also a completely different atmosphere than other places. The thick clouds of ash hid away most sunlight while the heat of the lava withered most living beings into dark husks of their former selves. Only the most resilient of creatures survived. And the Ancients were the most resilient.
A map of Caido overlayed in her mind as she listened to Lena, an inky purple substance oozing over the land like a slow-eating amoeba. The oily liquid stained the map, leaving a spoiled stain of decay in its wake, the hungry being moving anywhere in reach. And it didn't seem to be slowing. Thal frowned at the image, sharing her own observations with the Attuned. "Suvahasi had a lot of Void Lotuses, but we were able to clear out a large portion of them to hopefully hinder its spread." The memory of the purple flowers didn't bother her, but the dark despair of the black water chilled her blood despite the surrounding heat. She would have been lost to the depths of her darkest thoughts, the ones she disguised behind glinting fangs and sparkling eyes of violence. Talyson was the only reason she'd made it out - and her will to live.
Shaking away the thoughts, she shrugged her shoulders, shifting the dark waves along her back. "It seems like unless we set up gods-blessed wards, we're not going to stand a chance against this aggressive spread." The Grounds had been especially proactive with their protections, sporting a new ward around the Inner Quarter thanks to Dygra. Torchline was also taking steps to protect itself, but Thal hadn't heard of many other placing making progress against the Void. If it continued, nowhere would be safe.
A map of Caido overlayed in her mind as she listened to Lena, an inky purple substance oozing over the land like a slow-eating amoeba. The oily liquid stained the map, leaving a spoiled stain of decay in its wake, the hungry being moving anywhere in reach. And it didn't seem to be slowing. Thal frowned at the image, sharing her own observations with the Attuned. "Suvahasi had a lot of Void Lotuses, but we were able to clear out a large portion of them to hopefully hinder its spread." The memory of the purple flowers didn't bother her, but the dark despair of the black water chilled her blood despite the surrounding heat. She would have been lost to the depths of her darkest thoughts, the ones she disguised behind glinting fangs and sparkling eyes of violence. Talyson was the only reason she'd made it out - and her will to live.
Shaking away the thoughts, she shrugged her shoulders, shifting the dark waves along her back. "It seems like unless we set up gods-blessed wards, we're not going to stand a chance against this aggressive spread." The Grounds had been especially proactive with their protections, sporting a new ward around the Inner Quarter thanks to Dygra. Torchline was also taking steps to protect itself, but Thal hadn't heard of many other placing making progress against the Void. If it continued, nowhere would be safe.
before you can rise
like a phoenix from the ashes.
like a phoenix from the ashes.
