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[img]https://i.imgur.com/wd6I9yK.png[/img][h3][color=a36209][b]Group 1[/b][/color]
[color=a36209]Location:[/color]  Outside -> Cargo Hold || [color=a36209]Action:[/color] Trying || [color=a36209]Mood:[/color] Penitent [/h3][color=a36209]Interacting with:[/color] ??? [@Mae][/center]

Aight, here's the story. When he was a wee boy, Kain walked past a bunch of rubble. Exciting, right? Now what made this rubble special wasn't the fact that it was rubble- everyday stuff in the Old Lands- but rather what it had in front of it: a mound of bread on a chipped but otherwise clean plate. There was also a few sticks of odd, smoking wood arranged in front of the display. At the time, Kain didn't think much on it and gulped the food down, but now he was pretty sure that blasted loaf was left out there as tribute to some vengeful, grain-loving god.

Said deity was now exacting their punishment.

[color=a36209]"God. It didn't even taste good,"[/color] Kain grumbled as he raised his head from the ground. He attempted to escape, but apparently the only thing in here that had managed to do any escaping at all was his dignity; when he started to run from the wolves, he instantly tripped on a rock and hit his head on- [i]you guessed it[/i]- another rock. His forehead felt like the Devil was leading a conga line down his brow. Low, malicious hacks and giggles rumbled from far away, every cry rooting itself within his unsettled psyche. He found the humor to chuckle at his run of bad luck, although a deeper part of him expressed concern that he was already starting to imitate the monsters, even for a matter as trivial as mockery.

The mercenary started to feel a warm sensation pattering down the better half of his face and his toes hurt like shit, but none of these were enough to make him forget the approaching danger. Emboldened by the presence of the threat and his own instincts for self-preservation, Kain heaved himself off the ground and resumed his pace. He maintained a brisk stride that was halfway between a walk and a run, and the faint noises from behind alerted him that none of the beasts have gotten the notion to chase him like prey. [i]Yet.[/i]

Speaking of notions, the cargo hold provided shelter but little else. Looks like Plan B went tits up as well. What a bleeding shame. Kain's eyes fell on the various planks of wood strewn about, a result of the boxes crashing into each other from the tumult of the disaster, and he wiped his brow. This was no gold mine but... Yeah, he can work with some wood. He marched down to the middle of the carriage and pulled one sturdy-looking pole from the debris, while his fingers fished out the dagger he always kept on his person. Time to make something [i]dangerous.[/i]

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[img]https://i.imgur.com/9upNyBY.png[/img][h3][color=F6CCDA][b]Group 5[/b][/color]
[color=F6CCDA]Location:[/color] Carriage || [color=F6CCDA]Action:[/color] Roaming || [color=F6CCDA]Mood:[/color] Concerned [/h3][color=F6CCDA]Interacting with:[/color] Druuk [@Duskshine749], Michael [@Burthstone], and Shinies [@Mae][/center]

Well. The man was certainly quite stoic. Seona was about to repeat her question, but thought better of it. She would just have to find a better way to solve this mystery! Preferably, with an outcome where the train and its lovely inhabitants aren't dashed to the ground. First, she would have to find out why and how it had ascended in the first place. If this was the work of some highly advanced technology formed by the Empire, she would've heard about it. The most impressive inventions always make their debut in front of the Queen and her grand court. She would know; she was there.

[color=F6CCDA]"… Oh. It would have been so nice to have someone to talk to,"[/color] Seona whispered with a sigh as she placed her hands over her cheeks. Stealing one last glance at the imposing man, the lady readied herself to continue walking down Druuk's carriage to reach the next one when…

Hm?

[color=F6CCDA]"Oh!" [/color]Seona whirled around, positively sure there was supposed to be no other person in her cabin except her, and wrung her hands out. When she realized it was a fellow tribute, she relaxed and let her hands drop to her sides.[color=F6CCDA] "You surprised me, dear sir. I- oh, heavens." [/color]The noble's eyes went wide as she realized what she was seeing. This man… He was being held aloft by a motley of luminescent orbs! In a flash, the girl seemed more terrified, for now she was regarding the 'fairies' with a mixture of suspicion and confusion.[color=F6CCDA] "That's… That's not safe at all. Are you alright? Do you feel strange? Oh, wait!"[/color]

Seona whisked her skirts from side to side as she turned around to look for a sufficient object. Dissatisfied with what she saw, the noblewoman raised a hand and offered it to the stranger. [color=F6CCDA] "Just in case you are at risk of drifting away…?"[/color]