Assuming thats okay with you?
About mid-day A Felinerai-less Mule comes trotting up panting from effort.
The horse rears several times and spins about trotting in a direction pausing to eye backwards to make sure you are all following at a faster clip.
As you wait for your companions to join you, you notice smoke rising from a packet of trees not too far away. It appears to be chimney smoke.
Curiosity was... starting to poke through the viel and eyeball him, he continued to skin and cut the meat, warily eyeing the chimney smoke every so often... he hoped the others would get here soon he was starting to get curious and that was dangerous.
Neverhome scowls at seeing the riderless horse return and urge them on. "If that stupid cat pissed somebody off again and got lynched or eaten I'm going to kill him."
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Oh come on, Lyosha. He can't fail to live up to your expectations all the time. Even a blind squirrel finds a nut every once in a while.
She urges whoever is driving the slaygon to go faster.
"Him getting eaten would live up to my expectations."
Sourpuss... Percy sticks out her tongue at him.
"Nyet... Silence is Puss." he states back to her in a matter-of-factly voice.
Sigrun laughs at the exchange, preparing to follow the tracks back to find Silence.
The felinerai in his time away from both mount and party would go ahead and begin to butcher the great beast. Making ribs, and steaks piling up the innards for a tasty treat for their cool breathed wolf pup (all the favorites like the liver and tasty guts and things, not the spleen though cause spleens is just yuck) all while keeping an eye for predators and that smoke...
Mule leads you on for quite a ways, and you soon notice the skies are clear up ahead, and the air grows warmer. Sunlight shines down on fresh grass that has sprouted where the snow suddenly ends in a clear line. As far as the eye can see, fir trees have shed any sign of white, and birch trees show signs of fresh new leaves. The sounds of rivulets of water and melting snow can be heard everywhere. As you enter this strange pocket of summer, you can see Silence butchering an enormous stag up ahead.
Neverhome draws his sword at seeing the paradox before him. "This... is not right." he whispers in a low growl as he looks over the lush landscape, an extreme and seemingly enforced contrast against Irrisen.
No kidding... It's perfect! squeals Percy. She flips a, couple claps and the beastplate portion of her hide armor falls to the floor. She throws get arms out and her head back. Ahhh. That's better.
Noticing the others as Mule came tromping back up he waved and when they were within earshot he called out.
I saved you the juicy parts friend Hila yes yes. I was thinking Neverhome we can turn this things skull and horns into a fearsome helm for you or something!
He began friendly enough. When they got even closer though he said in a normal voice.
Off the way there i saw smoke, possible from a chimney yes yes, we should check it out maybe carefully? If they are friendly perhaps they have things to trade for so much meat, if not excelent stew for days.
Still wary as they approach through the summerland Lyosha found himself chuckling and rolling his eyes at Silence's first suggestion. "We'd have to carve them down some."
At the Caturai's second statement some of the joviality leaves his laugh as he begins looking around the area they're in.
"Either this area is unaffected by the witches' winter magic, or is countering it. The second option would mean someone very powerful resides nearby" Sigrun says taking in the area.
Hobbes smiles at Percy feeling free. He takes a hold of her hand as they walk through this serene place.
Hila looks up at the cat talking to her. She didn't understand anything he said which was for the best. But he did provide lots of tasty meats. He would be allowed to live, for now..
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Hila looks up at the cat talking to her. She didn't understand anything he said which was for the best. But he did provide lots of tasty meats. He would be allowed to live, for now..
Neverhome draws his sword at seeing the paradox before him. "This... is not right." he whispers in a low growl as he looks over the lush landscape, an extreme and seemingly enforced contrast against Irrisen.
"Well, we're in Summer, so it's technically right...but it doesn't fit with the whole 'Land of Eternal Winter' thing, I agree." Zses says as he puts and hand on the ground, feeling if the grass was real enough.
Could be an illusion...even if I doubt it. That giant elk thing Silence just caught doesn't look like something that would live in icy climates.Going back to where the Summer pocket starts, Zses puts one foot in the snow and the other on the verdant field. After a while, the witch tries to Detect Magic at the edge of the Summer pocket.
Having finished his investigation, Zses goes back to the others. "I guess there's a house where that smoke is coming from? Maybe we could ask them what's up with this place."
Allie once again is unresponsive. She doesn't have much to add. Just sits in the Slaygon with a blank expression on her face.
@Zes: The temperature inside the summer area is around 40 degrees Fahrenheit. You also detect an incredibly-strong Transmutation aura. Surrounding the area. However, you're unable to identify the specific spells used.
Vashti walks in the warm circle for a time, sliding her boots off to walk barefoot in the grass.
Closing her eyes she tilts her head back to enjoy the warmth of the sun on her face as she spreads her arms our to feel the sun.
Shame we don't have time linger, this is a good place to stay for a time, maybe have a bath.
Still holding Hobbes's hand, Percy bends down to Allie and tries to get her to snap out of it. Hey, sis! We found summer! Apparently it just didn't like Helgren and came to Issiren for a visit!
"Looks like there's some really, really crazy powerful spell going on here. Haven't the faintest idea of what it is though-" the witch says as he goes back to the other, stopping when he sees that Allie is still catatonic.
Allie...
Zses crouches again and smiles to the gnome. "Come on, we finally found someplace nice. The last days have been crazy, it'll be nice to rest somewhere sunny for a time." he adds gently.
Allie looks up at her sister and Zses in turn. She slowly nods and gets up. "Summer, huh?" Her voice is hoarse from disuse.
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You follow the smoke to a rough wooden cabin standing just inside a small wood. As you draw near, a red-haired woman in a hooded coat comes running out. "Please! I beg of you! Help me!"
"What is matter? Are you hurt?" Lyosha calls out to the woman as he moves to intercept her, weapon at his side but ready to come up if he needs it.
Silence started to open his mouth, of course to offer aid but then shut it promptly instead staying back awways. He did take another sweep around the place looking for what the red haired woman was frightened of.
"What is the matter?" Sigrun asks calmly.
"It never ends. Just when we think we have some peace and quiet."
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"Yup!" Zses nods cheerfully to Allie, before the hooded woman appears, crying for help.
"What's happening?" the witch asks worried to yet another redhead.
"Please! My husband's been abducted by a moss troll! You look like capable warriors. Please save him! I don't have much, but I can provide food and lodging. I'll even give you my husband's lucky bear trap! It's magical. Can you help me?" She seems to be genuinely distressed.
"Do you know where Troll took him?" Neverhome asks with some concern.
Sigrun studies her quietly as Lyosha questions her.
"A troll, huh? Why'd they take him?"
The woman appears open and honest, and you detect no hint of deception. "I saw the troll near a cave about a half mile from here. I don't know why it took him; trolls are cruel and evil like that. Can you help me?"
"I won't promise you that your husband..." Neverhome starts but his words immediately die out as his gaze falls to the ground. After a moment he merely says "We will kill Troll."
"Yea we'll help."
The relieved and grateful woman directs you to a small cave about a half-mile from her home. However, there's no Troll inside. Instead, you see a battleaxe-wielding human man covered in mossy green vegetation.
"You guyz see that? A guy covered in weeds?" Hobbes whispers, clearly ignorant of all plant knowledge.
That doesn't look very healthy. What did her husband look like, did we ask? Do moss trolls wrap you up in moss then eat you?
"Maybe that is what Moss Trolls do to food they capture to keep them from running away... or maybe that is how they eat them, like fungus." he murmurs as he motions to Percy and her sister. "This could be trap, do you have small, very small, fire magic to use on him?"
While he asks the sisters on pruning tips he keeps his eyes out incase the troll returns.