[PQ] [RQ] a place in the dirt

// there's shadows on the walls //

The materials had been gathered from The Climb (thanks Charlie and Astaroth) and now Danta waits next to the Everlasting Bonfire - another gift from Dygra that he's happy to warm his fingers on until the rest of the group arrives.

He's said it to a few fellow Ancients previously, that he believes this to be the best site for their side of the portal to The Climb. It's symbolic, and really, if anyone wants to be able to get to Dygra's region, they should be willing and able to walk through fire.

And so it's with sacks of gemstones, earth and rock that he waits to begin, turning up the collar on his coat and feeling thoroughly pleased with their work so far.

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Welcome to the PQ to cover the following RQ requirement:

4. A PQ in the the Hollowed Grounds, incorporating the materials gathered in 2. at the site where the portal will be located.

1. Charlie
2. Maea

Please post your character arriving and we can begin!

Dantalion

// of moments far too troubling to recall //

when I walk in a room, I can still make the whole place shimmer

Charlie was standing as close to the bonfire as she possibly could without burning her clothes off. She wouldn't have minded being naked one bit, but then where would she keep the various tools she was holding? Flicking her tail, the priestess glanced at the materials on offer.

"What are we going to use to hold it all together?" Charlie wondered, turning her back to the fire so that it could warm her backside. Presumably normal things like glue would just break down when exposed to heat for so long, as would softer metals. Having never built anything inside a pyre of flame before—but what an incredible idea!—the little blonde would simply differ to Danta's instructions when it came to the construction of their portal.

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Maea

And I never know what to say

'Til I'm already walking away

She had promised to help with the portal. Whatever else had happened since then, Maea was determined to keep her promises.
That being said, she had a hard time even looking at the Maverick as she approached the bonfire, and absolutely didn't know what to say. Charlie being there made it better, even if she had a feeling that the priestess wouldn't lift a finger to mediate if certain topics were brought up again. That was fine. Maea didn't need anyone to fight her battles for her, and this was definitely one she had started - and would be fine with keeping up for as long as it was necessary.

Murmuring a general greeting that could have been addressed to either of the ancients or to the moon, she set her pack aside where it wouldn't be in the way, and went to look at the materials gathered. At the moment the impression was incredibly chaotic, and she wondered what it would look like in the end. An eyesore compared to the Everlasting bonfire? A black stain in its beautiful brilliance? Or something that would lure and dare and tempt even the most frightened into taking a step into the fire just to reach it and see where they wound up?
If nothing else, she was curious to see how Danta planned on arranging things.

Wanna punch you in the face

But I won't, but I might, but I won't