by Kinneas on September 6th, 2011, 8:17 am
15th of Fall, 511 AV
Kinneas smiled as he walked about Alvadas, Miro in tow, today was going to be an exciting day for the both of them. A day that they get to travel into the Caverns which was a mysterious place even to Kinne, who had grown up in Alvadas. As they walked he remembered back when he was a kid and his father had told him about the place and how the great guardians of Alvadas lived and even trained there. It was place filled to the brim with history and marvelous things to see, that he was sure about.
His steps were filled with purpose as he let the city guide him to the place he wanted to be. Even though he had just returned him he still knew the lessons of Alvadas and how pointless it was to get anywhere you wanted to in a hurry unless it was an emergency. It was a weird quirk the city had to it, it was as if the place enjoyed itself playing games with peoples minds and patience. Having grown up in the city his patience with its playful nature was all but infinite. However he wondered how Miro was holding up. They have been walking for half an hour seemingly in circles when Kinne told the boy that today they were going to go on an adventure. Just the two of them.
That was a promise that Kinne hoped he could keep, and even though it was taking forever for them to get there he still kept walking. His long hair tied neatly behind him, and his clothing falling loosely around him, he looked like he could use something to distract himself, and he knew that caverns was the right place. Even as a boy he was told not to go in there, and so in turn he told Miro that they could never go in there as well. What a quick change of heart, and for what? Did he really know what he was going to get them into? No, probably now, but he had heard the stories, and there was plenty of them...
Soon enough they reached the entrance to the Caverns, the gaping mouth of the cave looked less than inviting but he gave a glance to Miro and then a playful smile as he asked, "Are you ready?" If Miro was then he would take the first steps into the cave, the caverns were legendary, "Miro, you know what this place is called?" he asked wanting to know if the kid remembered some of the stories that he told him about the Caverns in Alvadas.
The light in there seemed dim and playful, the shadows seemed to move on their own accord making Kinne a little nervous at first sight. Even growing up in the city of Illusion he wasn't used to the creepiness of moving shadows. Grinning, happy with himself, he finally was in the place that he was told never to go into, a place that threatened his very existence, or so he was told. Stepping further in he walked up to a wall, the dancing shadows in the light seemed even more playful up close. Reaching a hand out he gently touched the surface of the stone, the rough carvings felt neat against his hand, and then he pressed on it, leaning against it some, as if trying to test it. "Miro, isnt this place neat? A perfect place for adventure, no?"