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[fireeyedjudgement]

[Rosh is dominating this musebox.

I mean.

Pyrope raised her head to 'look' up at the tower she'd reached with the three boys. The tang of the Glyph Energy was very sharp here, and she knew she'd be able to recognize the scent later on.

She wondered what it looked like. Probably big and intimidating. In her mind's eye, she saw something like a ziggurat rising out of the earth. How accurate was she? Probably not very, but the sharp tang in the air reminded her of some of the more magical areas back home.

Tapping her cane against the ground, she leaned back and beamed at her companions.]

Well, here we are! The Glyph Tower of the Residental District. It really smells quite sharp here, eh?

Comments

[fireeyedjudgement]

[Her hands flex on the wheel and she turns her head this way and that. The engines thrum to life all around her, and she backs slowly into Will.]

Can you describe it?

[arachknight]

I do not think I have the words.

It looks like magic, almost.

[fireeyedjudgement]

Colours? Patterns? [It doesn't feel like any magic she knows. She looks around as the thrumming gets louder and louder, and the churning of the machines kick in. Outside the Tower, the trade district is beginning to light up.]

[arachknight]

...green.

[ it's all he can offer her. ]

[fireeyedjudgement]

... Hm.

[The noise is getting a bit much. She gropes for Will's arm.] We should get out of here.

[arachknight]

[ he feels her hand brush his arm and he'll draw closer to her, tracing his hand down her arm until he can take her hand. a guide to get back on his back. ]

Yes. Our mission is complete.

[fireeyedjudgement]

[Smiling, she feelings along his back and hoists herself back onto it.]

Thank you.

Let's get going.

[arachknight]

Yes.

[ of thy go ]

[fireeyedjudgement]

[Good adventurers.

Best friends.]