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middleofsomewhere2020-09-15 10:06 pm
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Entry tags:
- !mission eight,
- katsuya jonouchi [au-crau],
- lan wangji [ou],
- lea [crau],
- little one [ou],
- madoka kaname [ou],
- masumi sera [ou],
- piccolo [ou],
- ple two [ou],
- quatre raberba winner [ou],
- romeo [crau],
- taiki [ou],
- tidus [ou],
- ~x~a-qing [ou],
- ~x~adora [ou],
- ~x~alfredo martini [ou],
- ~x~danny phantom [ou],
- ~x~galo thymos [ou],
- ~x~minako aino [ou],
- ~x~saku gyousou [ou],
- ~x~trowa barton [ou],
- ~x~wei wuxian [ou]
Onward: Blue
Icy Bridges
The Sovereign Domain is large stretches of ridged rock covered in thick snow, divided by glaciers of solid ice, and the going is slow and treacherous. The air is cold, bitingly so and snow falls around them in flurries, sticking to outer layers and barely melting against bare skin.
Visibility isn’t great, even outside of the storm and what they can see is just endless drifts of white snow. In the distance, when the snow clears, is the great, swirling storm that holds the Sovereign’s mountain in its howling grip.
Interlinking the land are the ice bridges. Despite their material, these are sturdy and in some cases ornate, fractals spanning between cliffs or crossing frozen lakes. They are wide enough for perhaps four to walk abreast, though three is probably a more comfortable number to not be too close to the edge and the icy abyss below.
For those groups that already have collected crystal wolves, the wolves tread these bridges with ease, heading always towards the mountain. Other creatures are a little more hesitant, as well they might be at long icy paths with sheer drops.
Fire Traps
As they move from place to place, they will come across the fire traps. Intricate latices of fire arranged in spheres or domes, they each hold the unfortunate animal that triggered their formation. The cages sink into the icy ground, not quite melting the ice the way they might expect, but lodging themselves within it.
The animals huddle away from the heat of the bars, shaking damp fur or licking burns; the crystal wolves pace, their heads held high, and make no sound.
Attacks on the cage make the fire lash out like a living thing, tendrils whipping at any attackers. Once people are closer or even within the cage, the whole structure shudders and attacks in a last resort. Once the cage is defeated, by magic, extinguishing or other means, it fades away, freeing the creature inside. Most the animals are as timid or wary as you would expect, running away the moment they are freed, but some will stay with the voidtreckers if coaxed into it.
The crystal wolves bow their heads nobly and will follow those that freed them, aiding them in both travel and combat, or assisting weaker members of the group. They look always towards the Sovereign’s mountain, but seem to understand the need to free the others first, and obediently follow those travelling to other cages.
Snowstorm
As if the regular cold and snow fall wasn’t bad enough, the elemental storm blows in and out of their winding path, seemingly at random. It is filled with elementals, twisting clouds of diamond-bright ice needles. The wolves block what they can, the ice clattering harmlessly against their gleaming fur, but cannot be everywhere at once.
It is hard to even move in the storm; biting winds blow from every direction, stealing the breath from their lungs and pinning them in place with its sheer force. The wind is freezing, sapping the warmth from them. Huddling together can help: the SCAs’ efforts to mitigate the cold seem more effective when body heat and shelter is added to the equation. Until it attacked, blowing in one direction or the other with full strength.
At the worst times the wolves will try to lead voidtreckers towards shelter. They fortunately know of a number of likely locations: a few are caves, others piles of rocks or cairns, or glittering spaces carved into the ice itself by centuries of claws.
The Sovereign Domain is large stretches of ridged rock covered in thick snow, divided by glaciers of solid ice, and the going is slow and treacherous. The air is cold, bitingly so and snow falls around them in flurries, sticking to outer layers and barely melting against bare skin.
Visibility isn’t great, even outside of the storm and what they can see is just endless drifts of white snow. In the distance, when the snow clears, is the great, swirling storm that holds the Sovereign’s mountain in its howling grip.
Interlinking the land are the ice bridges. Despite their material, these are sturdy and in some cases ornate, fractals spanning between cliffs or crossing frozen lakes. They are wide enough for perhaps four to walk abreast, though three is probably a more comfortable number to not be too close to the edge and the icy abyss below.
For those groups that already have collected crystal wolves, the wolves tread these bridges with ease, heading always towards the mountain. Other creatures are a little more hesitant, as well they might be at long icy paths with sheer drops.
Fire Traps
As they move from place to place, they will come across the fire traps. Intricate latices of fire arranged in spheres or domes, they each hold the unfortunate animal that triggered their formation. The cages sink into the icy ground, not quite melting the ice the way they might expect, but lodging themselves within it.
The animals huddle away from the heat of the bars, shaking damp fur or licking burns; the crystal wolves pace, their heads held high, and make no sound.
Attacks on the cage make the fire lash out like a living thing, tendrils whipping at any attackers. Once people are closer or even within the cage, the whole structure shudders and attacks in a last resort. Once the cage is defeated, by magic, extinguishing or other means, it fades away, freeing the creature inside. Most the animals are as timid or wary as you would expect, running away the moment they are freed, but some will stay with the voidtreckers if coaxed into it.
The crystal wolves bow their heads nobly and will follow those that freed them, aiding them in both travel and combat, or assisting weaker members of the group. They look always towards the Sovereign’s mountain, but seem to understand the need to free the others first, and obediently follow those travelling to other cages.
Snowstorm
As if the regular cold and snow fall wasn’t bad enough, the elemental storm blows in and out of their winding path, seemingly at random. It is filled with elementals, twisting clouds of diamond-bright ice needles. The wolves block what they can, the ice clattering harmlessly against their gleaming fur, but cannot be everywhere at once.
It is hard to even move in the storm; biting winds blow from every direction, stealing the breath from their lungs and pinning them in place with its sheer force. The wind is freezing, sapping the warmth from them. Huddling together can help: the SCAs’ efforts to mitigate the cold seem more effective when body heat and shelter is added to the equation. Until it attacked, blowing in one direction or the other with full strength.
At the worst times the wolves will try to lead voidtreckers towards shelter. They fortunately know of a number of likely locations: a few are caves, others piles of rocks or cairns, or glittering spaces carved into the ice itself by centuries of claws.
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"Sure, sounds legit. Lets go with that."
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...okay, weird and mysterious wolf.
"Feels kinda anticlimactic after all that." Like, to be honest. Tidus sighs, pulling his cloak back to cover his shoulders. "'Til the next random cage of fire, I guess?"
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"And do that all over again? Sounds like a plan."
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Because that's just hovering, right. Currently. Maybe.
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On a good day he could easily hit 200 miles an hour.
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'Maybe'.
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