LUCI
Well finally, something was happening that Lucas could attend without fear of being scorched to death. Wonderful.
The Ascended did not try to be stealthy, though he positively prowled through the night in the wake of the will-o-wisps, the rush of water beating in his ears. He had been out, naturally, trying to figure the ways of the tricksy woods, when the trees had seemingly let him here.
His three shadows twisted and danced about, conjured up from the light given off by the orbs that weaved about them. When dirt turned to sand under his feet, Lucas slowed his steps and lingered a ways back from the Fae, wary and interested in equal measure.
The Ascended did not try to be stealthy, though he positively prowled through the night in the wake of the will-o-wisps, the rush of water beating in his ears. He had been out, naturally, trying to figure the ways of the tricksy woods, when the trees had seemingly let him here.
His three shadows twisted and danced about, conjured up from the light given off by the orbs that weaved about them. When dirt turned to sand under his feet, Lucas slowed his steps and lingered a ways back from the Fae, wary and interested in equal measure.
