48th Winter, 513AV
Valydor Scarlet shifted on the tips of his toes, anxious to enter the narrow cavern that stand before him, whispering promises of adventure, mystery, but most of all, fish. And he wasn't the only Symenestra anxious to locate the crystal lake. Most of the regulars from the Sickle and Arrow paced about dully, exchanging occasional looks, and far less occasional words with each other.
"They had better be here soon," He said quietly to Saara, who was fiddling with a hooked fishing arrow.
"Be calm, someone will come," She replied, quivering the arrow and leaning against the stone entrance to the depths. Saara had been spreading word through Kalinor of the fishing journey in response to the city's food shortage in hopes of feeding a few hungry mouths, and felt it would be a shame to see all her hard work go to waste.
"I've never navigated these tunnels before," Dra-ina said quietly, unsurprised when she did not receive a response. "You know the way, Dovnador?"
Valydor nodded quietly in response, and looked to Saara.
"The lake is not far. Last I visited was admittedly many years ago....But its no matter. It was alight with fish before, and that fact should stand to this day."
Valydor Scarlet shifted on the tips of his toes, anxious to enter the narrow cavern that stand before him, whispering promises of adventure, mystery, but most of all, fish. And he wasn't the only Symenestra anxious to locate the crystal lake. Most of the regulars from the Sickle and Arrow paced about dully, exchanging occasional looks, and far less occasional words with each other.
"They had better be here soon," He said quietly to Saara, who was fiddling with a hooked fishing arrow.
"Be calm, someone will come," She replied, quivering the arrow and leaning against the stone entrance to the depths. Saara had been spreading word through Kalinor of the fishing journey in response to the city's food shortage in hopes of feeding a few hungry mouths, and felt it would be a shame to see all her hard work go to waste.
"I've never navigated these tunnels before," Dra-ina said quietly, unsurprised when she did not receive a response. "You know the way, Dovnador?"
Valydor nodded quietly in response, and looked to Saara.
"The lake is not far. Last I visited was admittedly many years ago....But its no matter. It was alight with fish before, and that fact should stand to this day."