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Musing to herself, Sequoya says, "Volcano is always hungry. That's the problem. It never grows and nurtures like Forest or River...it just consumes, like that creature that Samen has at his disposal." She shakes her head. Mishipeshu mirrors the movement. "I'm ready to head back to camp." You share a companionable silence of the walk back.
*** Kallik, as far as you and Sequoya can tell with your keen senses, the perimeter of the Swords' camp is secure. "Mishipeshu is restless. I don't know if it's the big wall of death that's making him paw the ground, but he's acting like there's something out there. Something moving." She shakes her head, frustrated. "It will be good to finally be away from all this fire and ash. I can hardly remember what a single normal tree looks like, let alone a Forest."
"If we need to be closer for you to study it, let's get to it." Sequoya's tone is restive, reflecting Mishipeshu's tense movements.
She calls over her shoulder, "The area looks clear. Mishipeshu doesn't sense anything suspicious under the ashes, either." You notice she stays back from approaching the structure itself - she keeps her distance from the hills of bone and seeks Kallik instead. She clearly expects Samen or other magically-inclined elens to take over at this point. "I don't like this," she mutters to her companion. "It feels like a bad omen."
Sequoya and Kallik prowl around the perimeter of the tunnels with Mishpeshu, making sure everything is quiet. |
