DUNGEON LOG - TELOVIA MINES

[phantasmods]

The day dawns bright and early - the same as most every expedition. The only difference is that you'll need to take the teleportation pad to Lodestone as a starting point - the gliders and drones are already there. There's clouds on the horizon, though, so if you're going to take a glider and go, you'd better get going.

There's some new additions, though, to the usual group of androids seeing you off. Tau is checking over the drones ready to carry those who can't or won't use the gliders, and Muon is practicing opening and collapsing the wings of a glider with bright yellow sails. She grins at anyone who approaches, shooting them a thumbs up.

"Don't worry about getting lost or falling behind! As long as Tau's here, they'll keep us all together."

And with that bit of bright cheer, it's off towards the mountains you go...

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From the air, the remains of the mining town are almost impossible to tell from any other part of the forest. The trees - especially the old ones - are much thinner, and that's really the only sign of what's below.

But Muon's bright yellow glider, leading the way, dips down into the treeline before landing in an open space, and anyone who isn't paying enough attention to follow will feel their glider being herded in the same direction by Tau's power - control not outright taken, but more of a nudge, like, hey buddy it's this way. The group lands just beyond the border of the Fissure - a tiny stable spot in whatever's left of this world.

And a good thing, too, because landing in the Fissure itself could prove quite difficult...

Comments

[founderinglight]

[Izunia catches it easily and returns it to sitting next to him on the bed.]

It's very cute. Even if it's the ridiculous outfit.

[burninglight]

My outfit was not ridiculous. Just out of date.

[founderinglight]

Whoever told you that needs to go into politics because of the amount of bullshit they can get people to believe.

[It's said with an incredibly fond smile.]

Though it was certainly a statement piece.

[burninglight]

You have no right to talk, given that armor.

[founderinglight]

Ardyn, dear, let me enlighten you to a fact that renders that a completely different situation -

I didn't pick the armor.

[burninglight]

. . .


You're no fun at all.

[founderinglight]

Trust me, if I had had any say in what was apparently a permanent transformation of the nature of my soul, I would have at least gone with different headgear.

[burninglight]

In all fairness, I think you comparatively got off light. I suppose the Conqueror was alright, but did anyone ever know why the Wanderer had four arms?

[founderinglight]

No, I don't know why half of them were what they were. I guess I should account myself lucky for looking relatively human.

[burninglight]

The helmet was still pretty stupid.

[founderinglight]

Present tense, unfortunately. It hasn't stopped being stupid, even if the general ability is useful now and then for heavy lifting.

[burninglight]

Semantics. It was, is, and will always look silly.

[founderinglight]

And so will your spats.

[This man is 2045 years old.]

But it's a helpful trump card should I ever need it, at the very least, unpleasant and un-user-friendly as it is.