[AU] Butterfly Cage

[Erekose13]

From behind Mochor, Scinathar whispers into his ear, "Stupid spryte, she is still here back up in that crevice of hers. If Sanje cant talk her down I'll climb up there and throttle her myself." Kneeling down and pulling out the bolt, Scinathar rubs it's injured foot.

 

[Keia]

Connor listened to the exchanges between the sprite and the others, allowing them to talk with the sprite first - especiaaly since they were asking the same questions that he would ask - at least initially. Connor was afraid that he would get off-track with the sprite and completely derailed their morning with idle conversation.

 

[Dalamar]

Galen isn't excactly happy with an invisible and apparently senile spryte hovering over them. He keeps looking around, and if he spots her darting towards somebody again, he'll pummel her, regardless of what the others say.

 

[Jaik]

Mochor looks to his charge, then to the crack in the ceiling and prepares himself to grab the spryte if it comes within arm's reach again.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Go away!" the spryte screeches from her crevice, her voice echoing off the cavern. Another tiny bolt just barely scrapes the side of Scinathar's head, and actually passes through Mochor's mane on its way there.

*Scinathar, apparently she's still in her crevice, as the magic about her is still in there.*

*Galen, in your looking around you actually catch sight of something. A small piece of rock, carved like the one you found earlier is on the far side of the cavern.*

 

[Dalamar]

"People... we might want to actually leave... if the stone we found earlier was indeed a magical rune stone that caused the collapse, this room is going to collapse too."

 

[Erekose13]

"Well if no one wants to remove this nuissance from our path I am going back." Scinathar says, now quite offended at having been shot at twice and really wanting to climb up there and throttle the little spryte. Irreguardless, he will head back out to the large chamber with many exits and sit by the one with the breeze.

 

[Jaik]

Keeping his eyes on the crevice, Mochor will back towards the mouth of the tunnel, then turn to join Scinathar.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Scinathar, looking down the middle passage, you can see it goes about fifteen feet and then ends in a large, smooth shaft that both plunges deep into the mountain and piereces presumably to its top. The breeze it coming from the wind whistling to it.*

*Mochor, as you go the join Scinathar, you notice the tracks in the dust going to the far left-hand side. A quick examination proves them to be mojh tracks, and traveling at quite a high speed as well. They're about a day old, judging by the ones disturbed by the breeze.*

 

[Jaik]

OOC: Which direction are the tracks heading?