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It took more time than Ria liked to get the charred bits off the oven and stove respectively. It was cute Lavinia wanted to learn to cook. Maybe next time she would agree to allowing Zenith or herself, or maybe even Damian, to help walk her through it. Well, that would be for later to figure it out. For now, she'd gotten the worst of the mess power washed off. After drying it off, a quick check revealed it was all still working. 

"[color=aqua]Perfect,[/color]" Ria chirped. She clasped her hands together and turned to face Damian. "[color=aqua]Thanks for getting all that put back away. I just have to get the dishes done and that shouldn't take me long. Do you know how to make minestrone or onion soup or any soups in general?[/color]" As she spoke, the water mage headed to the sink to try to power wash the charred bits off the baking sheets and clean up the excessive amount of bowls dirtied in the process of attempting cookies this morning. She organized everything and started washing the easiest to clean first after setting the worst to soak. She continued speaking, "[color=aqua]We offer a soup of the day and when I'm cooking I usually make minestrone or onion soup. But if there's a soup you know how to make and want to help out with by cooking it up, that'd be appreciate. Or just keeping an eye out for customers, that would also be helpful.[/color]"

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Kaden walked into the guildhall, gaze quickly taking it in for a moment. [i][color=tomato]Huh, Gras still isn't here. Weird.[/color][/i] Maybe she'd show up later - or not be out on the streets at all to avoid the crowds of the festival. Not that he cared. She was just more of a mainstay out of everyone in the guild. It was just weird walking into the place and not seeing her brooding in the corner. 

But there was one person that he'd grown accustom to seeing lurking in the hall that he would go hunting for if the guy didn't show up. A soft smile cracked on his face as the S-Class mage crossed the room. It was definitely out of his way, but he didn't mind. The kid was always too nervous to approach others first anyways. 

He ruffled the boy's hair as he took a seat beside Jasper. "[color=tomato]Hey, Kid. How was the coma? Musta been nice. You weren't in the hall yesterday,[/color]" he said with a laugh. "[color=tomato]Up to anything today?[/color]"


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"[color=darkkhaki]That's the spirit. Right, now keep up, everyone,[/color]" Carver called in a delighted tone. The historian led the trek up the footpath. He kept the map out, looking down to reference it and the compass every so often and correct their path. Unless one requested it, it would only be ever few hours they would stop for a drink. 

The sun sank well below the trees and the sky was turning dark before he finally had them stop in a small clearing. "[color=darkkhaki]Right. So we should stop here for a brief break to eat, then - if you are all up for it - we will continue on.[/color]" Hoisting his pack off his shoulders, he set it on the ground and pulled a flashlight from within it, then spread the map out on it. He pointed to it as he spoke, "[color=darkkhaki]We are roughly here, which puts us needing to go still about fifteen or twenty miles following this trail.[/color]" Though the trail in question was just ink on the paper. The path went up at a far steeper incline than the previous hike. "[color=darkkhaki]We could just do that part tomorrow, or we can hike the rest of it tonight and make camp when we get to the ruins, but it is likely this will be the flattest part of our trip until we reach the ruins I'm looking for.

"Either way, we should all eat something and take a short break to recharge our batteries.[/color]" Carver folded up the map and tucked it away into a pocket. Then he dug out some of the meal packs he had brought along and offered them out to the Fenixtear members accompanying him. "[color=darkkhaki]Eat up.[/color]"

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Small feet scurried through underbrush and hopped from tree branch to tree branch. Not quite close enough to be heard but for on the wind, squeaks and chirps murmured between them. The first time a light was shined toward the sound, there would be nothing but the forest coverage to be seen. If one were quick enough, they might catch a glimpse of a bushy tail or a small spear in trying to figure out what the noises were.