Spectator RP Post
Clan of the Howling Inferno
Leilana huffs as she scales up the last incline.
We should really expand these outer tunnels some. she thinks as she squeezes through the narrow opening at the top. The tunnel is lit by only small veins of cooling lava that cast dim shadows on the walls. Her ears catch the noise she's been hearing and picks up her pace towards the source.
She freezes when she finds the reason for her venture out. "Oh Night..." She runs to the wolf/ridgeback hybrid, curled around the scrying mirror she had smuggled, who was shaking and sobbing uncontrollably. Leilana throws her wings around her and tries to comfort her but Nighthunter's howls of pain continue in increasing volume.
"Why? Why did you do it?" Reznin had forbidden the clan from watching the games in hopes to prevent the horror that would come from them. "Our young ones don't need to be exposed to this." But really it had been to try and spare Night until they found a way of telling her about Storm. The matriarch stroked the small wolf's fur in an attempt to calm her but didn't push her to speak as her cries eventually softened. Nighthunter suddenly growled, startling the tundra. "Why? Why do they do it?" "Night-" "Do they think it makes them
strong?!" She rises and flares her wings. "Dragging dragons from their homes
do they think killing those make them great?" She snarls, eyes rimmed with red from her tears, "If they're so strong then why don't they come and take us all when we're equal? Fight the true warriors of this world instead of hiding behind a wall and puppeteering a game!"
It's so rare to see Nigthunter truly angry, usually she's so carefree. Leilana glares at the mirror responsible for this pain, tempted to smash it to shards.
No... this is our fault. We should have told her right away. She didn't need to watch her mate be torn to shreds with her own eyes. She stands up with Nighthunter and gently shakes her. "Stop. I know how you feel about plague. I can't pretend to know the pain and suffering you're going through right now but I do know lashing out will get you no where. I've seen this destroy dragons and eat them alive." "I can't just
pretend that I didn't watch Storm die after being stolen from me!" "And I'm not asking you to!" Leilana snaps. She regrets that after Nighthunter falls silent, ears and tail drooping. She sighs, "You are allowed to be angry, furious about this even, but you can not just sit here away from your clan and let it fester. I will not allow you to. Storm would not want to see you like this, so please. Come back with me." Nighthunter stared at the ground before giving a hollow laugh, "Storm would be just as furious but I guess she was always like that." "Perhaps but you would do the same thing to stop her would you not?" "....." Leilana extends a claw, "Come on, Wail has prepared a special meal for you. We all loved Storm, let us burden this pain together and comfort you." Nighthunter wipes a paw across her snout before nodding.
Leilana doesn't want to give her false hope but she can't let her fall into despair just yet. The two Reznin sent were unusual for a rescue mission but the use of Nathaniel did not escape her notice.
I see what you're doing, it's a smart backup plan. That said... I wonder if he can really do it. He's not a proper necromancer and so many things could go wrong. A question from Nighthunter breaks through her thoughts.
"Hey Leilana? What items are we allowed to send to the tributes?"
She whirls around to stare at Night who was now clutching the mirror and looking into it with an intensity rarely seen outside her work. "Why on earth would you want to participate in the games?!" "Because..." she chokes but presses on, "Storm wasn't alone when she died. I saw... I saw another dragon trying to help her. She threw something at them but I couldn't see what it was but that tells me she trusted them." She fixes Leilana with a hard look. "I want to help them survive."
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ridill
A gift wrote:
A small note attached reads: The string and fishing hook are to help with better fishing, its one of the best and most effective designs. The smoldering embers I've sent you should last a while. They'll help purify any water you may find and if fish you catch is soaked with it it'll help disinfect, though it won't be perfect. The fresh featherback pelt is one of my favorite beddings, its soft and will help you get some rest and dries easily.
Please, survive.
I figured with all the fishing that's been happening everyone has just turned to that for food at this point :')
ngl I may or may not have teared up some at your post with storm's death
