Day 10 of Spring 515AV
Continued from here
True, he had reached the city, but now he still had to enter it. A huge mountain was the host of the Inarta, and their whole city was built within it, he knew. But could he actually get in there? Sure he could! The gates had to lead somewhere, right? Using those for the purpose they were built for shouldn’t be a problem, nor would the darkness he’d find inside. Eyesight was not something he had to rely on in this form, a simple fact he was really thankful for; no dark place couldn’t be traversed. Hell, even thin wires could be detected and avoided thanks to his echolocation, something that wasn’t always as easy when using your eyes only.
Shrieking and flapping his wings, the bat headed into the grand vastness of the cave that supposedly held the gates. Finding them was easy, but as he should have expected, they were closed. Of course, no sane person would leave the gates open at night, when everyone was sleeping… this wasn’t Lhavit. The people here actually slept during the night, and were awake during the day. Brandon would have sighed and shrugged if he had been able to, but right now he had to be content with a swift change of direction, and returning to the outside world once more.
It was funny how accustomed to Lhavit he had become without actually noticing it himself. The rhythm of the days, the skyglass, the rest periods… it all seemed so normal to him now, whereas he clearly remembered being extremely confused when first arriving. Wind Reach would probably be just as strange as Lhavit had been, perhaps even more. Either way, he’d have to adapt, which shouldn’t be that much of a problem… except for once again changing his own rhythm. In Lhavit he’d been able to just sleep through the day and stay awake at night, and no-one had cared about it. Here though he’d have to do what ‘normal’ people did. The thief didn’t quite like the idea.
By the time he had reached the end of the hall, Brandon had decided to try and fly over the whole structure, to see whether he couldn’t enter that way. Surely the Wind Eagles had a way to enter the city without having to pass through the gates, and where those giant birds fit through, Brandon could pass as well. Quickly shifting his position in the air, Brandon gained altitude fast, circling around until he figured he was high enough, and changed course again, now flying over the structure and towards what he presumed was the city itself. Finding a spot to land was priority now, his wings became harder and harder to flap, feeling heavier and heavier. And then, for a moment a sharp pain in his muscles made him falter, his wings skipping a beat, and so did his heart.
Adrenaline rushed as the fear of falling was suddenly so very real, but that was the least of his problems; a burning pain exceeding that of the cramp in his muscles shot through his back, a warm liquid ran down his body. Blood? Yes, that pain! Something had just torn through his flesh, but what? And then his echolocation picked something up, something large was detected. A bird. An owl. Damn those stealthy fliers! But Brandon had been lucky, if his muscles hadn’t cramped, if he hadn’t been flying for so long, he’d have been snatched out of the air and eaten! Now however he had a different problem… a second attack from the owl, and a paralyzing sort of pain that made it nearly impossible to stay in the air. He fell.
One good thing about that was that the owl couldn’t get him anymore, not immediately that is. At this rate however, the bat would just fall to his doom. Enduring the pain, Brandon spread his wings, managing to glide down instead of falling, though that was all he could manage. The pain was too much, he felt as if he was on fire, as if he was tearing himself apart by moving. The ground was barely evaded, but the wall of some sort of tunnel wasn’t, though he had tried to grip it with his claws, his speed had been too great and instead he slammed into it, and fell to the ground, shrieking in pain and fear. Well, at least he was safe from that owl now… hopefully.
Continued from here
True, he had reached the city, but now he still had to enter it. A huge mountain was the host of the Inarta, and their whole city was built within it, he knew. But could he actually get in there? Sure he could! The gates had to lead somewhere, right? Using those for the purpose they were built for shouldn’t be a problem, nor would the darkness he’d find inside. Eyesight was not something he had to rely on in this form, a simple fact he was really thankful for; no dark place couldn’t be traversed. Hell, even thin wires could be detected and avoided thanks to his echolocation, something that wasn’t always as easy when using your eyes only.
Shrieking and flapping his wings, the bat headed into the grand vastness of the cave that supposedly held the gates. Finding them was easy, but as he should have expected, they were closed. Of course, no sane person would leave the gates open at night, when everyone was sleeping… this wasn’t Lhavit. The people here actually slept during the night, and were awake during the day. Brandon would have sighed and shrugged if he had been able to, but right now he had to be content with a swift change of direction, and returning to the outside world once more.
It was funny how accustomed to Lhavit he had become without actually noticing it himself. The rhythm of the days, the skyglass, the rest periods… it all seemed so normal to him now, whereas he clearly remembered being extremely confused when first arriving. Wind Reach would probably be just as strange as Lhavit had been, perhaps even more. Either way, he’d have to adapt, which shouldn’t be that much of a problem… except for once again changing his own rhythm. In Lhavit he’d been able to just sleep through the day and stay awake at night, and no-one had cared about it. Here though he’d have to do what ‘normal’ people did. The thief didn’t quite like the idea.
By the time he had reached the end of the hall, Brandon had decided to try and fly over the whole structure, to see whether he couldn’t enter that way. Surely the Wind Eagles had a way to enter the city without having to pass through the gates, and where those giant birds fit through, Brandon could pass as well. Quickly shifting his position in the air, Brandon gained altitude fast, circling around until he figured he was high enough, and changed course again, now flying over the structure and towards what he presumed was the city itself. Finding a spot to land was priority now, his wings became harder and harder to flap, feeling heavier and heavier. And then, for a moment a sharp pain in his muscles made him falter, his wings skipping a beat, and so did his heart.
Adrenaline rushed as the fear of falling was suddenly so very real, but that was the least of his problems; a burning pain exceeding that of the cramp in his muscles shot through his back, a warm liquid ran down his body. Blood? Yes, that pain! Something had just torn through his flesh, but what? And then his echolocation picked something up, something large was detected. A bird. An owl. Damn those stealthy fliers! But Brandon had been lucky, if his muscles hadn’t cramped, if he hadn’t been flying for so long, he’d have been snatched out of the air and eaten! Now however he had a different problem… a second attack from the owl, and a paralyzing sort of pain that made it nearly impossible to stay in the air. He fell.
One good thing about that was that the owl couldn’t get him anymore, not immediately that is. At this rate however, the bat would just fall to his doom. Enduring the pain, Brandon spread his wings, managing to glide down instead of falling, though that was all he could manage. The pain was too much, he felt as if he was on fire, as if he was tearing himself apart by moving. The ground was barely evaded, but the wall of some sort of tunnel wasn’t, though he had tried to grip it with his claws, his speed had been too great and instead he slammed into it, and fell to the ground, shrieking in pain and fear. Well, at least he was safe from that owl now… hopefully.
Credit goes to Nyxie Nadira Draer