1. Looking down on these bright blue city lights [Travel] [He isn't a social man and the woods are quiet. It almost soothes the ragged edges of the cold abyss in his heart that keeps sinking its teeth into him. But he knows they're not safe and it's his job to kill anything that threatens the group. Sometimes he wonders how far these islands have pushed him towards his mother's people and their violent ways.
He's a hooded and masked shadow stalking by the group with his vast blue wolf pacing beside him. The faint purple glow of his armor stands out among the greenery if he stays still for a moment. He keeps moving, pausing to poke at things with his blade and purple sword. Keith comes alive when they run across the mettalic construct.
His voice has an odd echo quality to it as he speaks, mask still in place.] ...This looks like some kind of announcement or warning system.
[He peers at the top in silence for a minute.] ...keep an eye out for anything else sticking up out of the ground.
2. Howling ghost they reappear [Camping] [He's offered to cook for those of them that eat. He's not a bad cook and even the action of prepwork is familiar and welcome to his mind. The little pieces of information they have swirl through his thoughts as he uses his Marmora knife as a chef's knife for a simple stew.]
Probably should talk about what we found. Did it look familiar to anyone?
3. Creatures lurk below the deck [Ruins/orb]
...more fire. [He says when they get close enough. Keith puts on a small burst of speed and moves ahead, shoving his hood back. Purple light crackles and his mask fades, vanishing entirely.]
What the hell happened here? ...it had to have happened a really long time ago for the forest to grow that thick but the stone to be...like this. [Keith's steps are lighter as he picks his way through the ruins, circling the edge of a wall without touching anything.]
Be careful. There might be some kind of trap still around. See any of those poles near by?
Keith | OTA | I'll match format, threadjack as you please
[He isn't a social man and the woods are quiet. It almost soothes the ragged edges of the cold abyss in his heart that keeps sinking its teeth into him. But he knows they're not safe and it's his job to kill anything that threatens the group. Sometimes he wonders how far these islands have pushed him towards his mother's people and their violent ways.
He's a hooded and masked shadow stalking by the group with his vast blue wolf pacing beside him. The faint purple glow of his armor stands out among the greenery if he stays still for a moment. He keeps moving, pausing to poke at things with his blade and purple sword. Keith comes alive when they run across the mettalic construct.
His voice has an odd echo quality to it as he speaks, mask still in place.] ...This looks like some kind of announcement or warning system.
[He peers at the top in silence for a minute.] ...keep an eye out for anything else sticking up out of the ground.
2. Howling ghost they reappear [Camping]
[He's offered to cook for those of them that eat. He's not a bad cook and even the action of prepwork is familiar and welcome to his mind. The little pieces of information they have swirl through his thoughts as he uses his Marmora knife as a chef's knife for a simple stew.]
Probably should talk about what we found. Did it look familiar to anyone?
3. Creatures lurk below the deck [Ruins/orb]
...more fire. [He says when they get close enough. Keith puts on a small burst of speed and moves ahead, shoving his hood back. Purple light crackles and his mask fades, vanishing entirely.]
What the hell happened here? ...it had to have happened a really long time ago for the forest to grow that thick but the stone to be...like this. [Keith's steps are lighter as he picks his way through the ruins, circling the edge of a wall without touching anything.]
Be careful. There might be some kind of trap still around. See any of those poles near by?