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A light breeze danced by the sea shore of the sothern part of the eastern continent, near the east side, but not enough to see Palisade. In her hands was a paper envelope that in her little hands and compared  to her tiny size, looked ridiculously big. What else she had was a pencil case. Yes, today Nonami had decided to do some art! And yes what art she had decided to draw. Old abandoned ruins by the sea side, that she had stumbled upon in her adventures. She liked the symbols they had, so she had decided to try and copy them. Old weird faces and dragons.

The opaque cobblestone had grown soft to the blown sand, and was gentle to the touch, just like the warm sun, the last of it’s kind in these autumn days. Still she sported her red poncho, that glimmered and danced like a poppy in a wind. Her tiny masked head turned, eyeing the walls and wondering which one of these forgotten drawings could be her first practice target. Soon by the old roots of a pine tree was a masked face with cruved teeth that looked like a face of a dragon. She sat down with her legs crossed and rummaged through her belongings. Some pencils were scattered on the ground along with a bit of coal and oil crayons. Chirping the little creature prepared her page and with a pencil in her hand sighed, eyeing the formation. Now she didn’t know where to start. The eyes or the teeth? Mind you, she wasn’t an artist at all, at the very least she was a professional amateur. Her head bobbed a little and she began with the contours of the item. A little wobbly and unsure shape was taking a form on the white canvas as she struggled with her ‘art’. Light hums came from the area like ancient whispers that have been long forgotten. Maybe the wind blew weirdly, perhaps it was magical, but as the specks of dust danced in the sun beams, she tried her best to gather her attention and focus.

Somewhat similar shape was made on the paper with feathery lines. Now came the eyes. She drew a circle. Then erased it with a grunt, quite unable to get it right. Again? No that wasn’t right either. Lightly frustrated with her unsuccessful attempt she looked at the distant horizon in the sea and chirped, before turning back to the task. Alright, this one looked like a decent looking eyeball, if by decent looking one would mean swollen from anger or constipation. The other one was smaller, but looked just as bulged. In the relatively nice atmosphere she drew. And soon enough reached for crayons. The idea was to one up the original artists, and her eyes shifted between green and red. Red it was, as the baddest dragons were often red, and she began to colour her creation. The eyes were yellow, and the swirly feathers were orange, as the teeth were white. Of course it was poor colouring and went over the lines, but it was one of her best creations so far. She proudly eyed the result and nodded to herself. A good bug deserved a little snack. Placing the drawing before her as she eyed the original and her work, she munched on a chocolate bar she had wisely brought along. Lightly swinging her body in deliciousness she hummed a rather happy tune to herself. Rather pleased.

Tristin “Tris” (Red/Aqua/Orion/Nyx):

An albino sea turtle slowly makes its way onto the beach.

Nonami:

And that was it for the drawing today at least. She wasn’t very patient with those things. One thing she hand learned, one last thing to do was to spray the canvas with a protective layer and let it dry a little to avoid smears. As she waited for the item to dry, she picked her bellongings from the cobblestone flooring of the ruins and placed them in her case, packing up and rolling the paper to put the items in her satchel. Now that she had done what she had ‘promised’ to do, she could do what she really wanted to do, to explore the ruins. Yes, she snuck here away from the Fightings Club in order to get some self time exploring. Even heroes wanted a break from constant heroism. Humming, she did not notice beings quite far away from her, and with her drawing finally tucked in, she stood to eye the location. There was bound to be some sort of entrance to a dungeon, she hoped. She walked in the location eyeing the small old housings of the area, looking for something interesting.

So she walked from one abandoned house of old to another. Finding shards of old pottery with drawings she couldn’t make out, bits an pieces of old daily lives, paintings and shapes on walls, stone furniture of old, but nothing that quite could catch her eye. Slowly she was giving up the hope of finding something of significance, and standing by a cracked fountain, she eyed the statue that had lost it’s head and arm. Chirping she looked up to it.

Very huma like figure it was, pale in the light and quite lost it’s colours due to time, sun and sandy wind. She tilted her head, and decided to walk in the dried out fountain to look closer at it. She poked the poorly visible belly button of the figure and murmuref, “Bell button. Why you habs bell button…” she hummed and walked around, before crouching to peep bellow the drape out of childish curiosity, “Nuffin.” She stated, and eyed the fountain again. She then gained a fun little idea. She could try and fill the fountain and see if she makes a nice bath out of it. But first the rubble had to go, and there was no brush around. “Um…” her head turned to the sea as she huffed. Also carrying all that water would be a hassle. However she had the portal coins. First things first, how to clean the basin? Maybe one of the rooms had a broom? Wouldn’t hurt to try and find out, so she hopped out from the old fountain and ran through the buildings again, now looking specifically for something to clean it off. However, no luck was given, as anything of such soft material would be long gone by now. So she turned towards the pine trees. Sharp needles easily fell from branches, so that was out of the question as well. She could just use her poncho and wash it later. That would have to do. Now she needed a clay pot to drench it up, so she began searching for a pot. Or a bucket.

Now with a goal more realistic, with enough effort and purpose she did find a half cracked soup plate. Placing it by her chest and huffing on it, she blew off some of the collected dust, and eyed it in the sun once she left the abandoned housing. It had a nice lining. Walking towards the broken fountain she placed the plate down, and began undressing. The poncho went to the remaining hand of the statue while her small pouches and bags to the side of the rim. Now naked apart from the remaining mask she revealed her exo skeleton body, pure black that glimmered in the light and began swiping the sand and the needles away as best that she could. Come to think of it, she may not even have to drench the poncho at all. So she made the decision to leave it on the side and wash it as she bathes. But before that some water was needed. For that she picked the portal coin bracelet that was placed on the ground next to her needle and aimed it at the fountain, imagining a lake, and surely enough with a gush, a beam of water filled the basin, and it wasn’t long before she had to close it. The statue was lucky enough to stay intact aftet that little stunt. With the bath ready, she figured ahe could place snacks in the tray she found, and so she did. She had some chocolate bars which she prepared by the side of the fountain and stepped in it to sumberge. The water was stingy cold, but nothing a hero couldn’t handle. She shivered and nodded to herself. Lying back she looked uo eyeing thebpine tree canopies, crumbled towers and clouds.

She lightly splashed the water and coughed as the water got to her chest. Nonami still wasn’t a water bug. She grunted and sat by the edge of the fountain to wash with legs in it at the least. It was something. Humming she looked at the seagulls further by the sea as if expecting her to share the snacks, which she was fully determined not to do. It was then when she could hear the cracking sound in the ground, and lucky she was that she sat on the edge, as the water along with the statue fell down the hole that had opened, making a loud rumble underground. Surprised she sat with her arms raised and eyed her dangling legs towards darkness below. “Hello?” She automatically responded, before carefully shiftung to the safety of actual ground and peering over the edge, “Hallo? Allo? Lo?” Her voice echoed. This was a big hole to explore. She turned to get dressed and be more prepared. This was one time when her unthankful body did save her skin, big time.

Tristin “Tris” (Red/Aqua/Orion/Nyx):

The sea turtle crawls further inland.

Nonami:

With the needle being the last thing placed behind her back, she once again peered into the deep dark of the formation and glanced around to see if she could fix her string to a tree to descend the new made abyss. So she did. She untied the string from her needle and walked towards a rather sturdy looking pine tree, and tied a knot around it three times. Then she walked back to the hole and eyed it again still it was too dark to see. She didn’t have a flash light, but she did have one of Rega’s sweets, one of which was a burning candy thaf was warm to the touch. She pulled it out, and clenched it in one of her hands, as with the other holding tight, and her legs now at the ledge of ex-fountain, she began to descend in to chambers, that now grew colder, wetter and dimmer. She could see that the cave walls were not really man made. Natural as to say. Maybe someone was digging to the fontain? Or maybe it was the towns old sewage system?

Soon her little feet landed on the wet ground and she lifted her light to eye the sizeable cave. It felt cold and hand a blue tinge to it. But being an adventurer, she knew, when there was a draft, there was an exit. So she eyed the cave and wondered which way she should go. Her tiny voice echoed un the caverns, “Eeenie meenie miney mo!” Ugh, she hoped she would pick the other side for some reason. “Catch a draggy by the toe!” Again the same? This game was rigged, so she picked the other way regardless and started walking humming to herself. Now why was she here again? Adventure! But what was she looking for exactly? She eyed the walls, but they seemed rather boring. Maybe it was an old sewage system of sorts, a badly made one.

She placed her hand on the wall to keep ballance of the murky waters and could feel a slimy substance on the wall. Too slimy in fact. As she lifted her hand she eyed the goo, “Yuck, stonky poop water.” However, she may be wrong. What if there was something below, that had made the ruins above so dry? Of course the little hero was too brave to even think about that and moved on. Then air became more putrid, and the first finding was seen. A human skull. Nonami crouched and poked it, before seeing bloated brain matter pouring out it’s spinal area. Seemed rather fresh. “Nono senses be tingling.” They definitely weren’t, she just had to say something cool, but on she walked into then unknown, now lifting her needle in her other hand and eyed the endless cavern before her. More and more putrid it grew. More and more viscous.

With a sound she stopped. It was a sound of something hard, that was encased in something soft, cracking. She tried to peer further to see a larger opening of the cave, but what was in there, she couldn’t make out. Too dim the light was. Seems whatever was there was either moving or mawing, but with the sounds unrushed, perhaps it hadn’t noticed Nonami yet. She eyed the water by her feet and crouched slowly, doing her little bug thinking moment. Now she could just jump into and slash the unkown baddie, but not knowing is bad. She could try and sneak, but she needed to see in dark, and the murky water would give her away. What could she do. She had couple of Rega’s candies, that could be useful. Something that was good for dark caves. Liquorice candy perhaps? Then again, she would have to explain herself to the Nurse back at home why she decided to eat it. So candies were out of the question unless she was prepared for trouble. This made Nonami’s head steam a little. She hadn’t been thinking so hard since the greaf food fight in ninety seventy two days ago. As she crouched there, she heard a shift in sounds. More rushed, and more splashy.

Seems like there was littke time to think. Alright, she had some sort of an idea what to do. She tied another burning candy into the string by her needle, and thus had a light source by her and her blade. She crouched and eyed the darkness within and before launching her needke into it. As it glimmered, it revealed a large cave, and in it, was a slimy and deformed slug, that seemed to have a skeleton inside. A skeleton of a gigantic rat would be the best description. She had never seen such creature or read about it in her beast books, but now both of them had seen eachother. There was no shriek. Only a splash, as it turned to eye it’s next victim. How was Nonam supposed to deal with this beast? She took two steps back and ran, as the splashjng skeleton ran behind her back into the narrow blue tunnels. The ground rumbled as goo sloshed and splashed around the circular walls. Tiny gasps followed, as she ran past the entry point. There was no time to climb up, the slimy walls would make it impossible either way. “Stink, stink, stiink!” she cursed, and decided to take left on a partition. The mute mostrosity followed her, and soon she found herself sliding downwards the tunnel as the bones cracked within the slime following her. With a splash she stumbled forwards and eyed the beast nearing a cave wall. She was closed in. There was nowhere to go. Was this the death of Nonami? Was this it for the hero? A slimy rat creature will eat her and she will be no more?

She refused to die. Even if she would get scolded, a hero never gives up. She took the candy that she was holding and pushed it under her mask, as the skeletal maws opened of the beast to eat her alive.

A crack came, and then there was this briliant light, as the entire cave system was filled with scourging flame, boiling the ooze and goo on the walls, the ground, and even the beast as it rammed against the melting walls, trying to escape it. But it was disoriented. Damaged and wilting away in the blazing fury that came from Nonami, who now had a mantle of incredible inferno. Her mask scorched black, as her poncho was flaming even if tailored to resist heat.

ender fearstrider:

-A banging sound echoed through the cave tunnels, loud and obnoxious, and then a hole opened above nonami, a teenagers head peeed in, his skin pale white with gleaming purple eyes, he gave off the demeanor of someone who smiled a lot, he looked around, spotting Nonami and tilted his head.- the heck is this?

Nonami:

It burned and it burned and it burned. Back at the surface where the old fountain was now out came a beacon of flame, almost as if a volcano had awakened. It burned for fine two minutes, and the flames slowly dindled. The teenager decided to peek in the worst moment, the location was blazing fifteen hundred degrees celsius.

ender fearstrider:

-Ender pulled his face back, sweat already on his face, he grinned and hopped right in, his clothes were a normal black t-shirt and faded blue jeans, which were already smoldering, he had nothing on his feet and he fell on a rock and was swept to the side, falling and hitting his head on the ground, he grumbled and sat up, watching Nonami.-

Nonami:

At that point it was still steaming hot, but now the flames were somewhat contained, due to the lack of oxygen in the air. Before her was a massive rat skeleton. She jumped from the sound and aimed her needle towards the boy, as her flames sparked with vigour, “Another baddie!” She chirped, ready to make Fearstrider into a Feartoaster. What an unfortunate misunderstanding.

ender fearstrider:

-Ender raised his hands in surrender, palms facing outward, a small smile still on his face. – Hold on! im a goodie! -He stood slowly, eyeing her if she should attack.- This is all a mistake..look, i have no weapons! -He emptied his pockets, proving he had no weapons.- Why dont we just call a truce? -He sounded somewhat calm, but a note of amusement was in his voice, man, did ender ever be serious?-

Nonami:

She waited for a moment, before lowering her needle finally and chirped, “Humf, be thankful Nono just savings you from um…” whatever that thing was. Now they had a new problem. They were in a cave and Nono had no idea where to go. Still an explorer at hearth she had noticed that there was a third section of the cave, and decided to begin walking with or without Ender following her. She eyed the walls that now were half melted and black. But most importantly dry. “What was goodie doings in a baddie cave?” She asked as walking happened. She had a childish manner. Especially being barely over three foot tall and crackling with fire that seemed not to subdue, one could mistake her for a fire spirit of sorts.

ender fearstrider:

-Ender stood and hurried after her.- Well, there’s a forest up there and I like to explore different forest, then I felt some thing under me, so i just dug a hole..and thank you…? -He shrugged, not knowing what else to say, he was tall, around 6’3 and he looked completely normal except for his eyes, which were entirely black except for the irises, which were a bright purple, a purple that gleamed and shimmered with a eerie light.- But, if im allowed to ask, what are you doing down here?

Nonami:

“Um…” there was a light incertainty in her voice, she couldn’t just say that she bathed in an ancient fountain and made it cave in, and out of curiosity went in a dark cave, now could she? “Nono is doing hero stuff.” She almost pouted at the young man completely without reason. She tapped the wall with her needle and grunted. She was mostly angry because she had burned all of her bags, that uncluded her drawing, which was a big loss. Nonami was rather proud of that one. They came to an intesection and the bug stopped, thinking, as the flames coming from her lit it showing that they went a rather long way to both sides. “Hummmm…” she wasn’t too good at this.

ender fearstrider:

-Ender grinned fully, showing sharp jagged teeth, his eyes lit up, literally, his eyes shone a light that shone a few metes down.- Hero stuff? Sounds cool…! -He looked both ways before looking to Nonami- So, my name is Ender Fearstrider, what is your name? -While talking, his eyes flitted to one object to another, on his hands, as his writer forgot to put in earlier, was leather gloves that went up to his wrists-

Nonami:

She chirped with a crackle of flames flames and placed her hands on her hips with a needle in one of them, “I am Nonami! The bestest hero fo Hellifyno!” She nodded and eyed the intercetion. Without much thought she said, “Tis way!” And walked to the left. It seemed to go downwards, clearly a wrong way was picked, wasn’t it? “Of course you habs hearings of Nono. Bests hero. Bests witchy and um… bests lady.” She proudly rambled as they walked. The cave became lightly wider and a little more ornate, as if something ancient had been built there. She eyed the boring cave turning into a more ornate carved hallway as they pressed on. “Nono was prasings by the king after all. And Twiny God sayings Nono is nice. And the Fighty God sayings Nono is worthy.” She bragged as the neared something more ornate in the distance. Like a wall. “And gets this, Micmic of Wintysong is Nono’s ass is tant!” She waved her needle at Ender, “So you better show respects to Nono and be gratefuls to meetings Nono!” She just wouldn’t shut up.

ender fearstrider:

-Ender followed her, nodding and smiling at her, laughing quietly when they started going down, his eyes taking in the place, they fixed on her when she said she knew gods, but then they flitted back to the walls.- Indeed, i shall have to be nice to you, miss hero. -He looked at the wall that they were approaching and he frowned in confusion-

Nonami:

Having gone close enough the wall appeared to be a very ornate stone door with geometrical shapes adorning it. Ancient writings too old to read. Instead of confusion Nonami let out a “woah… I mean… Nono knowings it was here!” A blatant lie. She ran to the door and pressed her hands by it as the heat of flames deformed the stone a little. She took a step back and let out a light “Oops…” she then asked, “What you thinkings is behinds the doors?” There could be anything. Treasure, ancient secrets, a cake? She looked at the man in slight hopes that he would be more knowledgeable than her. Her little hands fiddled with the needle as she eyed the two stone podiums to the sides with bowls on them. “Cereal bowls…” she walked towards one of them but was too short to peek in.

ender fearstrider:

-He shrugged, not knowing in the slightest was was inside.- Something…secretive if they want it all the way down here..-He watched her mess with the bowls, laughing again, he had no idea what she was doing but he walked over.- No, I dont think those are cereal bowls..although they look like it…-he tapped a bowl gingerly with a gloved finger- Want help to see in them?

Nonami:

Well she wanted but two reasons why it would be a bad idea. Anything touching Nonami’s burning body would have terrible burns, and she was too proud to be helped with simple tasks, “Nah. Probably ish borings anyways…” She said with a grunt. He however was tall enough to see that there was a hole inside the bowl meant for a liquid of sorts. She eyed the Ender and looked at the doors. “Nono thinks the door habs a mystery. If Nono and um… Endy sees, they becomings best explorers!” She nodded and was thinking of a way to brute force it open. A strong punch however could cause a cave in. Then again… she eyed her hands pondering. Quite a puzzle was on their hands indeed.

ender fearstrider:

-He peered in and shrugged, turning to Nonami- Maybe we should pour something in the bowls? -he looked around.- We just need something to pour. -He glanced at Nono, thinking she wouldn’t have anything liquid, so he just sighed and and held out a hand to the air and promptly pulled a small flask out of thin air, he then tuned and poured a white liquid into the bowls, the flask holding more than seemingly possible.-

Nonami:

She turned to the man and eyed him doing the task. Sliding her needle on her back she walked towards Ender and watched him doing the pouring. Now whatever was the liquid it seemed that only a liquid was needed to work oddly enough. White lines formed on the writings as if the substance traveled down from the ground towards a central piece of a tilted square. She stepped back and chirped with light excitement, but surely so, decided to make it about her of course, “Surely only smort people meet Nono, because Nono is so great” She nodded but then lightly crouched, as the location rumbled a little and the door began to move inwards, opening. Inside was dark, but from the light that came from Nonami it was certain that the room was large. And the floor was paved with perfect shapes of clean tiles of hexagon, almost like an abandoned futuristic stone creation. She looked at the man again and gave a nod, almost whispering. “Be carefuls. Secret door is not so secret now.”

ender fearstrider:

-Ender nodded, his flask vanishing to wherever it came from, he then peered into the room, his eyes adding to the light.- I agree, we should explore it!- He stepped carefully into the room, ready for anything that might happen.- So, whats in here?

Nonami:

She quickly followed Ender. The new hallway was massive and old but only the damp smell gave it a way. No cobwebs, no growth. Just rust on some metallic parts on the walls that looked like pipes of sort. It seemed like a corridor to another room before them. She chirped looking to the sides. Each side had three massive stone golems standing, deactivated, possible guards of this forgotten place, “Dunno.” She chirped and looked at the passage in front of them, “But must be very importants. Nono hopings is treasure! Then Nono can add to best collection!” She stopped by the entrance and eyed the symbols above it. Triangles and squares and pentagons merging over eachother. It was odd, like religion and science had been both practiced here. “Big baddies” she turned to Ender and pointed at one of the golems, “If we finds nothings, Nono takings one home.” Just how the hell she was thinking of taking one home was a mystery, but her mind was set. She wanted one. “That one! No, that one! No….” she was rather indecisive on it.

Nau:

Nau peered around the corner into a room with two bowls.- Ahaha, this is fun! Where were those other two?

ender fearstrider:

-Ender put his hands on his hips, just studying them- I wonder what they are? -He walked up to one and tapped it carefully, not wanting to break it.-

Nau:

Nau barely looked into the next room and saw the large statues, reminded of the guardians, he quietly ran away in terror.

Nonami:

Breaking one would require a hard force, they seemed sturdy and in good shape against the stain of time. Nonami chirped worrying that one would come to life, but it didn’t. Seemed like those things have been innactive for a while. Nonami lightly perked up, hearing someone else speak and looked around, reaching for her needle. Was she imagining things or was there someone else with them in these ruins? “N… Nono thinks we should walkings the doors, before big baddies wakings up.” She said, and peered in the next room. Now things were getting a little more interesting. It was an even larger room, that looked like a laboratory. Massive steel sphere connected with pipes and wires slept in a crater shaped formation buod by hands. On the sides were abandonned stations of computers and desks. And bones. Bones of scientists from long ago, dressed in white uniforms that had become gray and moldy over the time. What was more intriguing, was what was behind the sphere. Metallic wings of sort, but to whom they belonged, they would have to walk around the sphere to see. The air was ominous. Almost as if something bad had happened there. There were papers and writings on the floor, but the letters so old, one would mistake them for scribbles.

ender fearstrider:

-Ender followed her, his eyes glancing about for anything, he saw the wings and quickly hurried over to Nonami, his face set in a excited grin.- Cool…what’s behind the metal ball? -He poked his head behind there to see what was there.- Hello?

Nonami:

His voice echoed through the room, as they walked around the sphere. The little bug eyed the bodies that seemed to crawl away from the sphere. On the opposide side of the room was the one to whom the wings belonged. It was an angel made out of metal. A shape of a monochromatic woman, tied to the wires connected to the sphere. Nonami of course needed to get a feather from those wings, and she rushed towards the metallic formation, stopping by the wing and chirping, “Comings on, Nono, breathe and not burnings feathers. You cans do it!” She had a thing for feathers. Meanwhile there were more things to be seen. Screens on the walls, possibly meant for monitoring, now dusty and barely dangling on the stone walls. The computers had oddly placed buttons, as if some weird ergonomic standart was used. Before the angel was a chair with a skeleton in it, wearing a prisoner’s orange clothing. A helmet on it’s head, strapped to the sphere, jaw contorted as if screaming in agony. A rattle came from Nonami as she opened a protal with a coin, to drop a metallic feather in it, before she may lose control of her flames and would melt it. “Yush! Nono dids it! Found best treasure! Goldy will be jealous! Micmic too!”

ender fearstrider:

-Ender laughed and looked at the prisoner in worry, he looked to be in serious pain..he just shrugged and moved to to a monitor to study it-

Nonami:

The monitor was pitch black. The power in the location was down for some reason. Nonami chirped happily and looked at Ender nodding, “You thinkings they tryings to buildings an angel? Dumb dumbs. You can’t builds an angel.” She looked at the man in the chair and looked from him at the sphere, where a large closed eye appeared to be. “Nono dun think we should playings with buttons. No one is alives anymore.” She stated and walked towards the closed eye, slightly wondering how these odd things were connected to each other. Weird technical voodoo was going on in the place. She wanted to try and prone the eye open, but it was slightly out of her reach, so she picked her needle and tapped it againsg the ground, wondering. “What you thinks is inside the ball? More treasure?” Nonami was not an expert in science, so she couldn’t connect the dots.

ender fearstrider:

-Ender turned and wandered over to her, his eyes fixed on the angel.- Maybe…I could pry it open with my hands? -He stood next to her, his eyes looking over the ball-

Nonami:

That would make more sense. Nonami would just burn the sphere. So she grunted, admitting, “Goods idea.” She then folded her hands, “Hmpf, but only because Nono thinks of it first!” She nodded and prepared the needle in case someone jumps out at them. Cannot be too cautious, whatever killed the scientists, killed them in a weird way. They seemed to had crawled away from it after all. “Be carefuls.” She added, as if they weren’t careful already. She wanted to see what was behind the eyelid however.

ender fearstrider:

-Ender stepped forward, pulling his gloves off, unlike the rest of him, the sin on his hands were pitch black and the ends of his fingers were sharp and pointed, he reached down and slid his finges in whatever gap he could find, yanking upward and yanking it open-

Nonami:

As he reached between the eyelids, with couple yanks, the eyelids opened. And beneath it was a large glass eyeball, inside it a lense, that led into darkness too deep to see what was there, “Nono dun know what Nono expected…” she said and walked towards the man before reaching up and tapping the ball with her needle as it clanked. “Strangies. Eye lookings at the sitting skelly and shiny angel? Why?” She pondered to herself and looked at Ender. It was sometimes natural with explorations. Exploring for exploration sake. The greed for treasure pushing forth, but things sometimes made more questions than answers. “What if Nono craks open the glassy with needles and we looks inside?” She was full with bad ideas today, but how else exploration worked? Rarely she got to visit such ruins uninterrupted by some crazed monster. Which somewhat made things even more uneasy in honesty. The presence of death, lack of understanding and complete silence was eerie. Her fire cackled slightly as she waited for an agreement, hopefully. “Am… am sure Nothing bad will happens.”

ender fearstrider:

-Ender stepped back, allowing her to do what she wanted.- It’s up to you.

Nonami:

“Oki, oki!” She nodded and the flame picked up as she crouched and aimed at the glass eye. “Cinnamon…” she grunted, “LAUNCH!” She chirped and with a surprising power the needle sang through the air, as flames filled the area. And with her needle pericing the glass it shattered as countless screams if captured souls escaped filling the room and vanishing. Nonami stepped back in confusion and glanced around, before breathing out, “Me thinks we done here…” she chirped and gulped looking at Ender who may have the same idea. “We should–“

?End scene_ 

The OCC was removed for immersion’s sake. Big thanks to Ender and others for joining. Always glad to have good writers joining in. Stay tuned for more spontaneous adventures.

Remember, if you make scene open and interesting enough, someone surely will join you. Have a fantasting adventure!

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