Dungeon Diving ho!~
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It was easy enough for Narkissa to form a small ball of light. Unlike Lazhira’s and Leannah’s however, her’s was far more normal. Instead of a bright sphere of pure white light, or miniature sun, hers was like a small ball of light with a small ring of rainbow-colored light around the outer edges. 

“E-eh? You don’t know?” Lazhira seemed surprised. “You...really don’t? And you’re a...huh. Well...that may explain a few things.” The human said with a thoughtful hum. “Jeez, you’re using that sorta magic without even knowing where it comes from. I’m surprised you haven’t just been turned into a fireball already.” Lazhira smiled, starting to head into the fog. The fog hissed lightly at the touch of the light from the three girls, receding in their presence. Notably, Leannah’s ball of light seemed to repel it much more than the other two.

“Well, I’m not sure what you mean by ‘this world’, but yes. Auset-Kythet. I dunno much about her, only a handful of Bastelian ever cross the southern mountains. But from what they tell me she doesn’t get along with the other Gods very much. Especially the Delpith and the Lord Illuminator - er, the God of Knowledge, I heard one time he stole her Sun Crown to make a replica of it for himself.” She laughed. “I bet her expression was priceless, hehehe-ahem. A-anyways,” She shiftly glanced to the side. “Yeah, there is one.”

Thankfully it seemed like nothing was going to be bothering them here in this fog so far, their progress proceeded unimpeded across the dimly lit ground, the fog receding around them as they continued. Novak’s question though, caused Lazhira to pause, frowning and shake her head.

“Oh that...” She glanced to the side. “Well...I’m not sure of the specifics, but the Kyrnith asked our ancestors to completely abandon the temple here and to cease worshipping the Illuminator.” The girl sighed, brow furrowing with a troubled expression as they traversed the fog, mumbling something under her breath but not really at an audible level. “Really,” She shook her head. “Its not the Kyrnith. Please, believe me. I-it might not be a curse but he’d never hurt someone without reason...” Once again there was the distinct feeling Lazhira knew more than she was letting on, but even if she was bad at hiding it she didn’t seem to be open to talking more.

“Mhm, no they didn’t sail. I don’t think there’s a boat big enough to, hehe. If there was it’d be the Mountain Folk who had it, and they don’t like sharing.” Lazhira replied with a giggle. “Lady Mie says she’s based on the coast of the mainland, and just has people ferry goods from the islands to her place there and just travels on land routes mostly between the scattered inland villages. We’re the last stop on her route, and she’ll probably be staying a few days at least-”

There was a loud chittering from the fog, interrupting whatever it was she was going to say.
They had almost made it to the temple, but it seemed they weren’t the only ones that had gotten lost in the fog. Several large feathered creatures stumbled into the clearing their orbs of light had made. About half as tall as they were, if they were standing at their full height with wings seemed built more for gliding, with long talons seeming to be used for climbing trees.

There were four of them, and they didn’t even wait for the group to react before they attempted attacking. Two leaped towards Lazhira, since she was the closest, claws extended and ready to hunt their prey while the other two went for Narkissa and Leannah respectively.

“Weh?!” Lazhira was in front of the group, having been leading them, was the closest to the feathered land birds.

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A totally not suspicious little fox
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Misaki and Nobunaga poked her head into the tent.

The sights within perhaps, while awe inspiring to the locals, was likely much less impressive to that of people used to the more advanced tech of earth. The large tent seemed to be divided into several sections so people could easily find what they were looking for. Raw ore, tools for working with such materials were situated in one section. A number of the villages hunters and craftsmen were already present, attempting to haggle down some prices, likely trying to buy up most of the foxes stock. Still...it didn’t seem to be particularly high quality ore and metals of any kind. It’d probably be considered low grade back on earth that would require quite a bit of processing to become usable.

Another section had been dedicated to textiles and clothing, both of the casual sort and more practical sort. The more practical sorts were what one may expect of a colder environment. Furs, thick warm coats, gloves and other manner of clothing that could keep one warm. They seemed reasonable enough, and seemed to be where most people were looking to buy things. The more casual sort though...well, while they were definitely eye catching and apparently were being passed off as ‘high quality and what all the well off wore in Chagawa’ Misaki and Nobunaga both could probably tell they were the equivalent of a knock-off brand being peddled as the real deal. Even for something made with techniques that would be far out of date on earth.

Seemed like at least the fox knew how to get maximum profits for as little work as possible. The rest of her wares were of similar nature. The few weapons she had on display were, while pretty, were definitely lower end items that while served their purpose, would likely have high level of impurities.

The preserved, salted foods were probably the only thing that seemed exactly as the label said with no amount of the fox trying to scam someone.

And the trader in question...had just noticed the two recent two arrivals. It’d be hard for the two to miss her immediate reaction. Her eyes visibly widened as they landed on Misaki. The fur on her tail visibly stood on end, her ears forward, towards the other woman, like a wary animal that had just been spooked or was on the lookout for a predator - but it was only for a moment. Her impish smile quickly returned, a lazy, lax posture returning as she stepped out from behind the counter she had set up and waltzed over to Misaki and Nobunaga.

“Eeeh~ I didn’t think I’d run into another little fox out here.” She greeted them in a friendly, lively tone. “And with such a curious looking traveler too. I couldn’t help but notice that’s quite the fancy sword you have there...wouldn’t be willing to part with it, would you?”

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Wayward builder
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“H-huh?” The horned woman studied the two of them quietly for a moment. She seemed to not know exactly how to process any of the information she had just been given by Nick. Little sister had horns? Deer saying something about this village being destroyed? “F-forgive me Lord Nick,” She quietly replied, tone of voice almost indicating she thought her lack of knowledge might have offended in some manner. “I-I’m not quite sure what you mean...I don’t mean to intrude, but if your sister had horns that only some could see she is probably possessed. I would suggest an offering to the underworld for assistance with the ailment...”

There was most likely some misunderstanding here stemming from the fact Nick was from a completely different world. She glanced towards another pair of travelers. A fox tailed woman and a short girl with black hair that both looked as out of place as they were. The woman's gaze lingered on them again, but quickly turned back towards Nick and Donovan.

“...uhm, and if you’re concerned about the village’s safety, you could probably talk to lord Enli. Lady Mie m-may also be able to help. Though...” The woman’s voice fell a bit. “...I don’t think Lady Mie has any inclination to help with whatever is ailing Dawn.” She glanced to the side. “And uhm, forgive me for my inquisitiveness, but are you traveling with that short, black-haired girl with the fox-tailed companion?"