"Hmm..." Jaspar taps a finger on his chin, looking around thoughtfully. "Well, it is the middle of the night. If you hadn't rested when we got to the village I would say we find an inn and get some sleep. But if you want to take a look around before bunking for the night, I'm sure we can find some interesting sights to see." He adjusts his backpack, leading the way into the city.
Kiva laughs nervously, cutting himself off forcefully. He clears his throat, looking out the window. "Oh, uh, look at that, uh, that time! We should really, uh, see what the Elders have for you, right?"
@Axels Lync motions for Hiraeth to follow her, keeping a careful watch behind them for any unseen guards.
As their journey wears on, various stones start cropping up along the side of the trail, most too weathered and moss-covered to make out any distinguishing details. The few that remain seem to be totems, depicting blocky animals worn and chipped by the years gone by. The other thing he might notice is the silence - the usual chitter of birds and other jungle life is non-existent now, and it seems that even the wind has died, leaving the wood hushed and still around them.
"We're getting close," Vohman calls over his shoulder. (@Ghid @Tarkur @KAI_BORG)
Before he could reach the door, he would find a pair of the City Guard standing wait in front of him.
"What business do you have in the Forge?" one asks.
OOC: tbh I forgot. It's been a while since I approved the character.
IC: Ekimu sighs. "Blaze, might I remind you that mere minutes ago you were insistent that pursuit of Erebos be our top priority? I cannot dispute that the Mask of Time is an important artifact, but Twenty Three, would you say that the Mask is in a position of immediate peril?"