Deimos
They were all meticulous, quiet, and focused; any other time Deimos might have incited mischief just to break up the monotony, but there was work to be done first – and with so many other things pervading and surrounding his mind and motivations, the juvenile tactics could wait. His own earth machinations picked at the surface, ensuring the rocks and stones were collecting quickly and without complaint.
Noah and his pickaxe made quick efforts along the chambers as well, snagging at pieces and portions. When trying to place them within the sled, however, they toppled down along the floor instead of directly into the vessel, and he had to spend a great deal of time retrieving them.
Thereafter though, would he notice something different in the wall?
Evie, careful and meticulous, wouldn’t find much issue either – certain about where she intended to reach, her enchantments hastened forth a collection, bundled and stored into the sled without further complaint.
Even with Sah lacking experience in this particular field, he’d find the same situation at hand – magic contorted tightly and controlled, ensuring a prevention of collapse and imminent damage.
The Sword, wary of taking too much, already began moving them onward. “We can keep going this way. I want to make sure we are not endangering anything.” Whether it be the walls, the surface, or the caves themselves; stability had never been high on the Fangs’ priority.
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So far so good! ¼ of the stone has been collected!
And Noah has found something in the wall! Will he pick at it or move along with the others?
No post order!
Noah and his pickaxe made quick efforts along the chambers as well, snagging at pieces and portions. When trying to place them within the sled, however, they toppled down along the floor instead of directly into the vessel, and he had to spend a great deal of time retrieving them.
Thereafter though, would he notice something different in the wall?
Evie, careful and meticulous, wouldn’t find much issue either – certain about where she intended to reach, her enchantments hastened forth a collection, bundled and stored into the sled without further complaint.
Even with Sah lacking experience in this particular field, he’d find the same situation at hand – magic contorted tightly and controlled, ensuring a prevention of collapse and imminent damage.
The Sword, wary of taking too much, already began moving them onward. “We can keep going this way. I want to make sure we are not endangering anything.” Whether it be the walls, the surface, or the caves themselves; stability had never been high on the Fangs’ priority.
--
So far so good! ¼ of the stone has been collected!
And Noah has found something in the wall! Will he pick at it or move along with the others?
No post order!
it's not the waking, it's the rising
It's the fire it ignites
It's the fire it ignites
