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Originally Posted by Noel Laurent  Continuing on the path in the cave and trying to see anything and everything, Noel frowned deeply when he realized that it was in fact, getting darker. How was that possible? It was dark enough as it was!
Hearing a scrape and small rumble from behind him though, the wizard’s head whipped around as both hands grasped the side of the wall, looking for the source of sound. The entrance! It was closing shut! The last remaining light in the cave was dwindling as well as his nearest exit, however, he did not move towards the entrance to try and stop it. He did not want to walk the steps he already took in this extreme darkness that would very soon overtake the cave and himself. Once the last bit of light from the entrance was gone, a shaky breath escaped him as he looked the other way; or at least tried too. Time to move on.
Letting his left hand fall to his side, he kept his right fingers gliding across the rough cave wall as he willed his feet to move forward. Usually he didn’t have a problem with darkness, though sooner or later, he knew he was going to grow tired and agitated if he did not get his sight back. Not to mention walking through it without a wand. This dark was swallowing him whole, and he needed to keep his head. Wait…Up ahead…
Squinting his eyes to see if that would help his vision, and to make sure what he was seeing was not the darkness tricking his eyes, it finally register in his mind that there was indeed something glowing up ahead. The thought of any light up ahead had him moving quicker down the cave’s path, his feet scraping against the ground to push any potential sharp rocks or objects out of the way of his path. As he moved closer, he could see the light of the glow play across the near walls and ground around it, showing that there was a turn in the cave though the darkness once more consumed the glow up ahead. Looking down to the source of light, he was aware that it was a plant and not just any plant; a fireseed bush.
If he remembered correctly, then these seeds on the bush were much too hot to handle. Waving his hand over the weak glow, a faint smile played across his lips as the heat bounced off his hand. Hastily taking off his jacket, he laid it on the ground, making a small nest with it as he fell to his knees. His hands searched for a rock blindly as his eyes were glued to the glowing seeds on the bush, making sure this all just wasn’t a trick. He didn’t need the fireseed bush to disappear when his back was turned. As his hand clutched around a good enough size rock, he held it up near the glow examine it before looking for the nearest seed on the bush. There. Hitting the stem where it connected to the branch hard enough for the seed to fall to the ground, resulting in a soft tap noise echoing down the path, Noel scooted it close to his jacket, using the rock to push it before going after another, and another. Soon he had a small pile near his blue jacket, and he waited for a minute or so before using that rock to push them into the little nest he made. If they burned his jacket, fine, but he knew they should be cooling off now anyways. He didn’t have time to waste for them to completely cool. He needed to move forward.
No use in worrying about burned clothes when he could be finding his wand. They could be fixed later.
As the fire seeds dropped to the ground, soft thud-type noises echoed off the tunnel walls. As a result of the minute-long wait between the fire seeds dropping to the ground and being pushed into the little nest, the temperature of the seeds dropped considerably. Their light, however, remains just as strong.
So you have a little nest of fire seeds now--how many are in that nest?
The way before you is lit at least a bit by your fire seeds, and as you walk, you'll see a fork in the cave. To the right, a cacophony of sound echoes off the walls, its source yet unseen. The dischord crescendos and speeds before disappearing from notice. It then begins again. To the left, a partial cave-in and silence. If you linger too near the left, however, a foul smell reaches your nostrils. It is pungent: the kind of smell that sticks in your head.
Choose your way carefully. There is no telling whether you can retrace your steps. Quote:
Originally Posted by Brielle Lambert Resting her stinging hands in the soil, allowing them to cool just as the seeds were, Brielle counted. "Fini" she muttered to herself, then began scrapping the loose soil off the collection of seeds.
Her hands were slightly shaking, whether from the burn, or anticipation she could not be sure. Uncovering her clutch of seeds, the girl's heart fluttered as she saw the light appear from under the soil, they had dimmed, but they were still the brightest things inside the cave.
Reaching out a cautious hand, Brielle tested the seeds, they were cool, and a welcome relief to her palms. Scooping them up, she had two glowing hands, both full of seeds, and she saw for the first time how long the cave tunnels were. Their darkness carried on, way beyond the throws of the Fire Seed Light, they seemed to be endless.
Breathing in deeply, she started moving once again. One hand was held aloft, so too light her passage, and the other lower, so too shine light onto the floor. With her vision sharpening with every moment with the Fire Seeds, Brielle glowed, not due to the plants, but the burning confidence in side her. The way before you is lit at least a bit by your fire seeds (how many do you have?), and as you walk, you'll see a fork in the cave. To the right, a cacophony of sound echoes off the walls, its source yet unseen. The dischord crescendos and speeds before disappearing from notice. It then begins again. To the left, a partial cave-in and silence. If you linger too near the left, however, a foul smell reaches your nostrils. It is pungent: the kind of smell that sticks in your head.
Choose your way carefully. There is no telling whether you can retrace your steps.
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