Where are you leading us? Jigano asked curiously, finally tiring of hopping along. He stretched his wings and took off from the ground, flapping up into the tree branches where he could glide a ways then stop and wait for Ianto to pass, then fly ahead again to catch up. And can you tell us about what sorts of places are in these woods? He paused, and if he had been human his brow would have furrowed. The Fae you mentioned earlier… you said this wood belongs to them, yes? Are they the ones who told it to keep people out?
He sent a questing, questioning thought back towards his friends. Caiside, did you run into any ‘Fae’ during your prayers? He wasn’t very clear on what had happened to his friend, but he was relieved that the stag was with them now, and unharmed, no matter what strange trick the gods had played on him.
To Kiada and Amalia he sent a note of wariness. Kiada, fly up into the branches and be wary. If anything happens, get back to the Settlement and let them know what we’ve learned. Amalia, hang back a bit until we know where we’re going. You can hide better than any of us, and I don’t like us all bunched up like this, he cautioned, for the minds of the Hollowed Grounds-folk only. ‘Fireball formation’ is what he would have called their little group, had they been in Numeria. It was common sense to let them spread out a bit, both so their individual senses could test the scents, the sounds, the sights around them without interference from each other, but also so any trouble or tricks of the wood would only catch one of them flat-footed, and the rest would hopefully be free to come to their rescue!
Amalia Kiada Ianto Caiside
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He sent a questing, questioning thought back towards his friends. Caiside, did you run into any ‘Fae’ during your prayers? He wasn’t very clear on what had happened to his friend, but he was relieved that the stag was with them now, and unharmed, no matter what strange trick the gods had played on him.
To Kiada and Amalia he sent a note of wariness. Kiada, fly up into the branches and be wary. If anything happens, get back to the Settlement and let them know what we’ve learned. Amalia, hang back a bit until we know where we’re going. You can hide better than any of us, and I don’t like us all bunched up like this, he cautioned, for the minds of the Hollowed Grounds-folk only. ‘Fireball formation’ is what he would have called their little group, had they been in Numeria. It was common sense to let them spread out a bit, both so their individual senses could test the scents, the sounds, the sights around them without interference from each other, but also so any trouble or tricks of the wood would only catch one of them flat-footed, and the rest would hopefully be free to come to their rescue!
No posting order this round!
PQ will update in 48 hours or when everyone has responded!
