After spending time getting the rest necessary to gain strength needed on this journey, the dragons, whether solo or in groups, begin to make their way further up the mountain. For the most part the weather is looking a lot more manageable than it was earlier. The conditions to make it up to the top are promising enough that the general consensus to move on is shared amongst everyone.
Though the weather looks good enough to travel, the wind begins to blow loud enough that a dragon that was not paying attention would get easily irritated or confused at the constant howling, and the talking dragons would find themselves being hoarse after losing their voice in an attempt to talk over it.
Maolin, Firefly, Eirostle
For one reason or another, it was decided that a group of six dragons was just too much to keep track of on this expedition, whether out of annoyance of rookie mistake, or because huddling up in such a tight space would make anyone annoyed for long periods of time and there was no way of knowing just how many more of those sort of situations would occur or if the spaces would get smaller. After the much needed assistance from Eirostle's experiment of what exactly it felt like to hang off of the cliff, Firefly and Maolin decided to break off into a group with him and watch his back, wanting very little to do with the dragons that seemed less than sympathetic about his situation.
The three of them decided to hang back within the sheltered rock pile, and even though Eirostle initially objected to the idea of being within a group, the weight both literally and figuratively of the situation would be too great for even his adventurous spirit to take on, and he needed a moment to recover from what just took place. With the harsh conditions of the snowy mountains, Maolin laid under the rock comfortable, her fur and outfit keeping her relatively warm, though she noticed very quickly those around her shivering if ever so slightly, and began to check her bag to find that someone had slipped a warm canister split into sections of assorted food types like plants, insects, meat, and seafood to ensure every dragon would be full on their journeys.
She brought this up to the group, and Eirostle also quickly found he too, had one of the canisters with a similar assortment and he held it in his arms to make sure the heat could keep him warm with his lack of fur. Firefly followed suit only to find that for some reason his canister was not there. The bag itself had no holes that it could have possibly slipped through, and he grit his teeth realizing that someone had stolen his food canister. Aware of this, Maolin quickly passed him her canister and he hugged it tightly to keep warm. "Thank you." Firefly squacks, almost with an irritated and thankful tone. "You're welcome." Maolin replies with a smile.
Very shortly after and having a bit more of a rest to recuperate, they began to head further up the mountain.
Taibre, Ranita, Johanna
Taibre, still fairly hot-headed after lecturing the poor imperial pokes Ranita and Johanna to continue the journey as just the three of them, trying to forget the mistake that Eirostle made. The three continue on their climb at the slow but steady pace they were initially hoping for when the journey began, and so much was evident having the latter two be found in the sheltered rock pile they rested within. Taking her turn in the conversation, Ranita begins to share tales of her home, and growing bored of the discussion and the amount of snow, Taibre sighs and begins to get a bit of a headache from it.
Eventually a split in the path troubles the group, and almost to prove a point of Ranita's stories, a Spirit of Ice who resided within the mountains swooped down. Johanna took a step back, somewhat concerned it would be there to attack, but instead its head turned directly towards them and it landed on a branch leading to the left. Out of curiosity, one of the three picked up a nearby twig and tossed it to the other path, and as it landed there was a sound of cracking ice as the path slowly shattered and disappeared, taking the twig with it.
"That was a close call..." Johanna points out, turning on her heel to head towards the opposite path. "Yeah... Thank goodness for that bird!" Taibre and Ranita chime in in agreement. The three head up that pathway to find somewhere that might be considered a checkpoint for the night.
Shiver, Carmeline
Shiver and Carmeline decide that it's both more safe and fun to be able to have someone to travel with, and as a result continue on their journey to reach the mountain's top for the flower. They begin to start some chit-chat about their lives, Carmeline sharing her theories about the mountain and just what creatures might lie within its depths or heights. Shiver listens intently, not really caring about the curiosities Carmeline has to share, but instead thinking of the winnings at hand for herself whenever she would make it to the top. As the two continue forward, not much attention is paid to it when the pathway gets more and more narrow without anything along the sides. Carmeline walks on the inside of the path closest to the rock as Shiver takes the outside with the thought that if something were to come from in front of them she would see them in time to be alert and walk forward with caution.
The wind begins to pick up, with Carmeline paying little to no mind to the draft with the safety of the rock shielding her from the worst of it, though Shiver finds herself fighting a losing battle, and her claws begin to slip in the snow, eventually resulting in a nasty fall, as she begins to roll backwards and snow forms around her taking her back down the mountain. Carmeline frantically scatters through her tool kit to find something, anything to help! But is unsuccessful, and Shiver disappears in the fog of the snow. Carmeline calls the medical team using a distress call the host taught them shortly before making their way, and continues on her journey hoping for a swift recovery to her short time partner.
The Mad Lord, Reverence
Mad and Reverence continue on even deeper into the storm, finding themselves separated in any direction from the sound of other hikers going through the similar journey. Amongst themselves, they talk about their thievery from the poor obelisk they had left behind. Each sentence added on leading to Mad Lord laughing and shaking the walls and ground as he walked. Reverence looked at him almost with a royal disgust "Come now, it was fun, but not possibly that funny." He remarks, rolling his eyes. Mad continues on, laughing so hard he grabs his belly with much louder chuckles. "Come on, you saw his face didn't you? The shock?! Hahaha!" He thunderously roars, unable to stop himself.
The mountains quickly grew tired of this disturbance and laughter, and Reverence could feel almost as though Mad Lord was sabotaging the both of them by continuing on. The ground shook below his feet, and soon, ice and snow began to pour down on top of the two of them. Luckily Reverence had seen this coming and quickly jumped as much as his back legs would allow out of the way, having some snow still covering his hind feet and his tail as he laid there annoyed. Mad Lord, however, wasn't so lucky, as several feet of ice and snow covered him, his head very shortly thereafter popping back out again as he sighed in pain.
He dug through the snow to find his bag with the crushed goods, and called upon the medical team to retrieve him and take him back down the mountain. Unfortunately, his adventure was over, and Reverence continued on without him.
Aero, Bunny, Bakura
After spending some time within the hidden cave in the cliff side, they seem a fair bit more acquainted with one another, though the rest of that time being seemingly uneventful, whether that be for the better or not. Bunny double checks to ensure Bakura's injuries are for the most part recovered or on their way to recovery before looking over Aero who seems to find himself rather alright all things considered.
They pack up their stuff and continue on up the mountain, chuckling and keeping up in conversation with one another as Bunny remains cautious of her two new hiking buddies. As they continue up, Bunny frantically checks on the other two when slight missteps happen. "Are you okay?" She asks. "Let me help you!" She insists, as the day progresses, Aero and Bakura are fairly certain that Bunny has unintentionally become the group mom, but out of respect remain quiet on the matter, giving each other looks at each of her comments and quietly chuckling to themselves.
Sirocco, Uncia
While in the beginning, Uncia isn’t quite sure what to make of the little spiral, Sirocco quickly grows on her as they progress on the hike. Sirocco tells her plenty of stories of his many zany adventures he’s gone on! These stories amuse Uncia and make her concerned for his well being in equal measure, causing her to quickly form a protective bond with Sirocco.
They both look out for each other's backs as they ascend Sharktooth Mountain. At one point, Uncia spots a frost delver in the distance and leads them both around it; in another instance, Sirocco finds a stash of dry firewood and igniter someone had stashed and forgotten under a bush. All in all, the two find they make a great team!
In a thick patch of trees that do a good job of being wind breaking barrier, Uncia and Sirocco set up a fire. Uncia’s wings provide shelter from the wind for both the fire and Sirocco. The two exchange friendly banter, settling in for the night.
Bone Collector, Hemlock
Bone Collector’s having a bad day. Did he accidentally pee on someone’s favorite bush? Did he flirt with the wrong dragon at the inn a few days ago on the way here? Did he take someone else’s snack on accident? Or did the Plaguebringer really just hate him this much?
As if it wasn’t bad enough those imperial brutes had tossed all his things earlier (as hard as he had tried, he only found about half of the supplies that had been thrown to the wind), now he’s already found holes in his boots. He just bought these! He’ll be going back and giving that shoe maker a piece of his mind when this is all done.
That’s assuming he survives this, of course. He’s heard dire wolves howling in the distance for a while now, and he’s not keen to get eaten over some stupid flower. He’s having a hard time navigating in this storm, so it’s a miracle at all he sees the glow of the fire tucked in the crevice of the rock face he’s been crawling along the last hour now.
Hemlock, who’s been doing a good job keeping his head low at this point, is startled when Bone Collector stumbles into the light of his fire, practically collapsing at the skydancer’s feet.
“Uuuuugh, this is awwwwwful,” Bone Collector moans, giving Hemlock a rant about how awful his day has been so far. Hemlock certainly didn’t ask, but between the wolves outside and the rock wall against his back, he was stuck quite literally between a rock and a hard place. Hemlock throws Bone Collector some of his food, partially out of pity, partially to get some quiet for a few minutes.
When the Bone Collector takes off his boots to inspect the holes in them, Hemlock looks them over too. “Wait, did someone poke holes in these?” Hemlock questions.
“I—wait, what? You mean someone destroyed my boots, on purpose?”
“Yeah. These kinds of holes don’t just, happen to a new pair of boots. These are new, aren’t they?”
The Bone Collector just nods. “Well, that’s just mean,” he chokes, clearly at the end of his rope.
Marina
Marina, in her dutiful study of the unique pine tree she found, doesn’t notice the other groups leave, and is surprised to find herself quite alone as she packs up her things. She knows this is a competition, but… something about being caught alone in the howling storm causes her nerves to fray, making her more on edge than before.
As she continues her trek up, she’s surprised when she steps on something hard beneath the snow. It feels strange, so out of curiosity she digs it up—is this jerky? She looks around a bit more and finds a few more things—some shoe spikes, a woolen scarf, and some food supplies. She wasn’t sure what idiot might throw all this stuff away, but she’s eager enough to tuck it away with her own supplies. She’ll find some use for these things later.
Thus concludes round 2! Apologies this one went out a little late, I got home late and also had a last minute lore volunteer join me to help ease the burden of writing each round. While I wrote the sections for Marina, Bone Collector, Hemlock, Sirocco, and Uncia, all the other sections were written by MidnightMonarch!
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