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so if you encountered a very slippery passage
If slippery passage meant this then I guess I might be one of those near misses too. Lave is the real MVP of this journey so far, with that handy dandy map that he seems to have. Coeus is just chilling in this log (pun probably intended), but he used his magic on the previous days so I guess I should give him some slack. But Techne hasn't done...anything... yet... But it's okay because I love that dragon so much.
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Moonpearls awoke within the cold and barren tunnel. After a quick meal, we packed up our gear and continued to follow the tunnel, wherever it might lead - hoping that this time we might actually be able to catch it if we moved quickly enough.
Trying to keep as fast a pace as possible, we soon came to a turn in the tunnel, and then another turn, and then an intersection in which two equally round and equally straight tunnels crossed each other. If we wanted to find the creature, we would need to figure out which direction it was in presently.
We examined the crossroads thoroughly and for quite a long time, but we still had no idea where it went. We decided to make a guess, and continued straight.
We soon realized that the tunnels had led us round and round like a maze, and finding our way back would not be easy.
At least, it would not have been easy if not for Lave, whose incredible map of the caverns would allow us to easily navigate the tunnels we had covered throughout the day. We picked out an interesting side passage that we had seen along the way and made our way back to it.
As we walked, the tunnels grew less and less stone and more and more ice - very slippery ice. If any member of the team had claimed to not have fallen on their nose at least once, they would be lying. We all fell, many times, sliding across the floors and bumping into icy pillars and the occasional rock. It would have been hilarious, if not for what would happen next.
There we were, slipping and sliding our way through the tunnel, when the tunnel began to incline steeply. It was too small for us to fly, and too late for us to try anyway. With one fateful step, we found ourselves plummeting faster and faster through the tunnel, when we began racing full speed towards a narrow crack in the floor of the passage.
There was nothing we could do to prevent us from slipping through the cracks, so to speak, and we soon found ourselves sliding downwards faster and faster and faster until BAM! We crashed into a smooth stone floor.
The force of the crash left us all feeling dazed and confused, such that we ended up taking a nap right then and there. It is for this reason, that this particular log was written the following morning. It was a miracle that none of us were hurt more than we were.
Trying to keep as fast a pace as possible, we soon came to a turn in the tunnel, and then another turn, and then an intersection in which two equally round and equally straight tunnels crossed each other. If we wanted to find the creature, we would need to figure out which direction it was in presently.
We examined the crossroads thoroughly and for quite a long time, but we still had no idea where it went. We decided to make a guess, and continued straight.
We soon realized that the tunnels had led us round and round like a maze, and finding our way back would not be easy.
At least, it would not have been easy if not for Lave, whose incredible map of the caverns would allow us to easily navigate the tunnels we had covered throughout the day. We picked out an interesting side passage that we had seen along the way and made our way back to it.
As we walked, the tunnels grew less and less stone and more and more ice - very slippery ice. If any member of the team had claimed to not have fallen on their nose at least once, they would be lying. We all fell, many times, sliding across the floors and bumping into icy pillars and the occasional rock. It would have been hilarious, if not for what would happen next.
There we were, slipping and sliding our way through the tunnel, when the tunnel began to incline steeply. It was too small for us to fly, and too late for us to try anyway. With one fateful step, we found ourselves plummeting faster and faster through the tunnel, when we began racing full speed towards a narrow crack in the floor of the passage.
There was nothing we could do to prevent us from slipping through the cracks, so to speak, and we soon found ourselves sliding downwards faster and faster and faster until BAM! We crashed into a smooth stone floor.
The force of the crash left us all feeling dazed and confused, such that we ended up taking a nap right then and there. It is for this reason, that this particular log was written the following morning. It was a miracle that none of us were hurt more than we were.