AISHA
The final gore crow fell before them, dust at their feet, and there was no more business here. The group carried on, Deimos at the forefront with the others following behind. Aisha left the regal unicorn to fall into step with the general, walking along the dark tunnel walls until it finally opened up into a large cavern space. Rocky pools sizzled and steamed, bubbles permeated the surface and offered a clear humidity to the room. It was beautiful here, in that feral way that the leopard so appreciated.
Aisha walked further, crouching by a pool and tentatively touching the surface. It wasn't too hot here, but she had no doubt that the temperature could spike at any time, volcanic fissures beneath erupting to boil. She turned to take the items from Deimos, "Thanks," she replied, having only brought the small water-skin attached to her belt. She began to fill her vials, corking them and placing them to side when she finished. "How many do we need?" she asked.
Aisha walked further, crouching by a pool and tentatively touching the surface. It wasn't too hot here, but she had no doubt that the temperature could spike at any time, volcanic fissures beneath erupting to boil. She turned to take the items from Deimos, "Thanks," she replied, having only brought the small water-skin attached to her belt. She began to fill her vials, corking them and placing them to side when she finished. "How many do we need?" she asked.
and it's all in the way that you talk
starts with a whisper
starts with a whisper
ends with a shout
