"We'll follow you," Thorgr says.
"That works fine, shall we?" the skald says leading the way along the path.
As you walk, you notice the frost and ice growing thicker on the trail. Several minutes later, you come to a gaping hole in the ground wreathed in ice. A slick path slopes into the cave.
"It looks as if creatures of the ice and snow outside have made a home in the glade." Sigrdrífa says noting the change. "Something that made this hole."
The warrior songstress slips her axe from the strap across her back.
"Or the glade is the unnatural thing here," Thorgr suggests.
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She nods her head, "I would have to agree with Thorgr....I mean we all saw the statues coming in. If everything else was snow and ice except for the glade, then it would suggest that the glade had been created at some point through magic.......the question is how."
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Jettar checked his memory, to see if he experianced such an occurance in any of his past lives.
Jettar is entirely unfamiliar with such an occurrence.
Eleanor examines the icy path and asks. "Should I lay some rope or is everyone alright without?"
Chewing on her lower lip for a minute she looks at Ellie and says a bit shyly, "Well....maybe the rope wouldn't be a bad idea. Better safe than sorry right?" She reaches into her bag and pulls out a couple strange spiked lookin things and attaches them to her boots, "There.....that might help a little. Can't ever be too careful. Right Goldi?"
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"Yes, the rope would be a good idea. And I'd suggest everyone have weapons handy, who knows what we should be expecting." Sigrdrífa chimes in.
She nods, "Got it, I'm ready."
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Goldi simply nods , ahh, yeah. right she says looking away.
she takes off her pack and sets it down. rummaging through everything she realizes she only brought food.
she sits beside her pack a little embarrassed about her lack of preparation.
she unloads the stuff truffles was carrying as well, and assembles her few real adventuring stuff like her crooked staff and some other minor things.
Thorgr nods as you begin your descent into the icy cave. His group holds onto the rope as you go first. There is faint illumination in the cave and you hear sounds echoing in the darkness.
Jettar cocks his head to one side, trying to figure out what the sounds are.
"If any can see in the dark you should decend first to watch for danger as the rest climb down." Sigrdrífa suggests to her companions.
Looking at Sig she says, "Well....I'm not much use for that, but I think Goldi might be able to." Looking over at Goldi she gets a curious look on her face, "I forget.....how's your eyes in the dark Goldie?"
Then as they decend she listens to see if she can determine what the sounds are or where they're coming from.
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Goldi answers Frosty, same as yours, besides the choice may have already been made since we are near the last to descend. I only am wondering about Truffles here, despite the numerous requests, boars (aka pigs) do not fly.
Goldi will end up being the last to climb into the cave.
"If any can see in the dark you should decend first to watch for danger as the rest climb down." Sigrdrífa suggests to her companions.
"Alright, I'll take point then." Ellie says before she descends down the path.
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"And I'll be right behind you." Jettar said while keeping his spear at the ready.
She looks at Goldi, "Okay, I'm gonna go after Jettar does, then you can either follow me or however you want to do it. Don't worry, I got these rough thingies on my boots to help keep me from slipping....." She chances a glance at Thorgr before looking back at Goldie, "Though I'm glad to have the extra support." She smiles a bit shyly before looking away and checking to make sure she has everything with her. She looks thoughtfully at Mr. Truffles then back at Goldie, "Maybe we can make some kind of makeshift harness or something to help Truffles down? I think I have some extra rope in my pack...."
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Goldi smiles, and whispers to Frosty,
I'll be right behind you, well nearly behind you, I will be alone up here with your boyfriend after all.
she adds jokingly.
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As she leans down in order to hear Goldi, her mouth pops open in surprise and her cheeks turn a little more pink than they already are. Nudging her friend lightly in the arm she whispers as well, "Mo....uh Goldie....hey stop callin him that will ya? Please....pleeaassse try to refrain from telling him any of those stories about me you think are so cute. Please.....for me?" Her voice has a slight whine to it as she looks just a little embarrassed as she realizes what she almost called her long time friend. Well....come to think of it, when things got....complicated back home, her Sugarsnap was always the one that was there for her. In many ways Goldi was very much like a momma to her. She shrugs as her light blond hair falls haphazardly in her face.
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Goldi smiles, don't you worry abut anything, trust me.
She looks at her a little warily but nods, "Okay"
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To Jettar and Frostine, the sounds seem like some sort of conversation, but not in any language they know.
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After descending carefully down the slick slope, you come to an even area, most of it covered in ice. Still, you find plenty on non-slick areas to step through.
Once down there, she waits for the others before going any further.
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Frostine assists Goldi with getting Mr. Truffles down safely, then helps Goldi as well if she needs it.
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Eleanor's eyes seemingly glow in the darkness of the cavern. "Time to find out what dark and twisted creatures live in a place like this."
"Hopefully the kind I can hurt...." She says quietly, almost to herself.
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Sigrdrífa grins as the potential danger starts to bring Frostine's "fire" to the surface. The irony had the makings of quite a tale. As the group begins to move she draws her axe from where it sits strapped across her back.
Once on even ground, Jettar pulls his shield, and with his spear in the other hand, readied himself for whatever lay ahead.
The bear at his side sniffed excessively for any dangers ahead.
Frostine pulls out her crossbow and loads it, just in case, as the others prepare themselves as well. Taking deep breaths to steady her nerves, she concentrates on preparing herself for whatever may come.