Kyoto, Ryoko, and Kyoko found themselves staring down the stone structure that had aged with the help of the nature around it. This is what happens when a building is not taken care of as often by it's masters. Kyoto wondered something though and looked about before entering. He then gestured to his kinsmen. "Such architect and it had to have had purpose right?" He asked them. Ryoko looked to it and studied its design and that of the door. He did create some point and it only raised questions that she could not find the answers to.
"If it had been built for a reason then where are the makers of it?" She asked particularly no one." I mean they would have to live nearby right?,... and why chain up the entrance?"
"Unless the did so to keep something in or something out...." Kyoko finished. "I think it wise to keep full alert while we are down inside it." he then proceeded to follow the rest of the group inside. No use standing outside talking about it. However, the atmosphere inside made him think more on the subject. The gargoyles,... what purpose did they have?... in some cultures they stood as immortal guardians protecting the dead. However, there were no caskets down here. No skeletons, just rotted tapestries that have no more value and dust. He then noticed the conjured up camp that the mage had made. What sorcery is this?... how can one conjure something out of nothing?
Kyoko would feel Ryoko brush past him moving to the location of warm food and he rolled his eyes. How can you trust something created from magic?... Then again Heinrich had no reason to poison them or anything...right? Then he found Kyoto moving past him as well to join the young woman and his mouth dropped. Don't think with your stomach you foolish man.
Kyoto felt no reason to mistrust the mage, why would he kill them here of all places. Why summon sooo many warriors and then kill them if all he wanted was the chalice for himself. There was a mystery about the man but it wasn't this and he doubt the man was of any danger to them. Problem was, the man had to rest after conjuring such a thing. In his view, this would be a perfect time for a enemy to attack. Right when their mage is asleep. Then again, its not like they only have one mage. There were the elves that traveled with them, they likely have some sort of magic they could use. He wasn't all that hungry though despite the looks of the stew. However, that did not stop the young lady as she helped her self to it. "Well you eat like you haven't had anything for days..." He commented and she looked up to smile at him.
"Actually I haven't,..well I wouldn't say days." She responded. "I just have not eaten all day and as much energy as I have spent it wouldn't be smart to not eat something. You probably should too seeing as your pretty big."
Kyoto rose a brow and moved over to sit next to her. "So your saying this because I am a samurai aren't you?... that when the time comes to fight the energy I have stored wont be enough to fight with huh?" He said.
Ryoko gulped down what she had in her mouth and then waved her hands. "Well that's not exactly all of it,... I mean if your parents told you, for mine certainly told me, that it is not healthy to go without eating even when you don't feel like it." She said and this caused him to nod his head.
"Wise words for such a young lady,..." He said and that convinced him to at least eat something and he stood up took up the bowl and spoon and fixed him a meal and returned.
Hotaru traveled through the trees and brush of a nearby forest. She was not in her human form, which explains why she avoided the road. She did not want to start a panic among the people of this country. Her kin may worship and respect dragons but these people felt the very opposite. They feared them to the point they would attempt to kill a dragon first with the thought of avoiding it from killing them first. This form however, gave her the ability to track as her sensitive nose brought to her smells that a human nose would miss. This also made her have to use her spells to take control of the wind to invite new smells for her to study. Once she picked up the scent she desired he was on the move again.