"Maea," he greeted, quiet warmth in his voice as the familiar pale gore crow dropped from the sky to become the elegant Ancient. He inclined his head to her in greeting, but further conversation would have to wait as a rough-looking Dragoon approached them next. Hadama looked Zavien over, quietly thoughtful as he took in dark eyes and long hair - and, most of all, the absence of a shining dragon at his shoulder.
But they were undertaking dangerous work today, and it would have been understandable for small and vulnerable companions to be left somewhere safe for the duration. Hadama did not comment on the lack, only tilted his head in acceptance of the apology. "Thank you for coming."
And because he was looking Zavien over so closely, he noted the stiffening of his Breaker friend's shoulders as he spied the Ancient who had preceded his arrival. A question for another time, the Tidebreaker decided. They had a job to do today, and it was best to get underway.
"The Queen's Gambit shifts. Stay close so we do not become separated." Into the labyrinth he led them then, and as the walls of vivid young green leaves and swelling rose buds closed around them a sickly sweet fragrance wafted through the hedge walls. Shadows seemed to slither at the edges of sight, and eyes blinked and then vanished behind curtains of green.
After walking for a short time within the maze, surrounded by the green of Flowerbirth, there was a visibly brown patch of dead ground ahead of them. Zavien spotted it first, while Maea was distracted by the ominous flicker of violet petals nestled thickly among the young roses, their simple, narrow configuration a mockery of the flowers that were such an integral part of the Gambit.
Round 1:
Zavien has spotted a suspicious change in scenery: the ground ahead of them looking dead and brown in spite of how green everything else around them is.
Maea has noticed purple flowers woven through the nearby hedges that are out of place among the roses.
What do you do?
But they were undertaking dangerous work today, and it would have been understandable for small and vulnerable companions to be left somewhere safe for the duration. Hadama did not comment on the lack, only tilted his head in acceptance of the apology. "Thank you for coming."
And because he was looking Zavien over so closely, he noted the stiffening of his Breaker friend's shoulders as he spied the Ancient who had preceded his arrival. A question for another time, the Tidebreaker decided. They had a job to do today, and it was best to get underway.
"The Queen's Gambit shifts. Stay close so we do not become separated." Into the labyrinth he led them then, and as the walls of vivid young green leaves and swelling rose buds closed around them a sickly sweet fragrance wafted through the hedge walls. Shadows seemed to slither at the edges of sight, and eyes blinked and then vanished behind curtains of green.
After walking for a short time within the maze, surrounded by the green of Flowerbirth, there was a visibly brown patch of dead ground ahead of them. Zavien spotted it first, while Maea was distracted by the ominous flicker of violet petals nestled thickly among the young roses, their simple, narrow configuration a mockery of the flowers that were such an integral part of the Gambit.
Round 1:
Zavien has spotted a suspicious change in scenery: the ground ahead of them looking dead and brown in spite of how green everything else around them is.
Maea has noticed purple flowers woven through the nearby hedges that are out of place among the roses.
What do you do?
