Roleplay

@PlushyRobot

"This greenhouse is a small blessing for the school here. There's precious little food in the Southern Icefields, certainly not enough in one location to feed an entire school of burgeoning magic students... but right here, fruit grows all year round. I do love it so... but duty calls." She mentioned all this as they were on their way out of the greenhouse, casting one last look back at it before stepping outside and closing the door behind her.

Going back up the spiral steps wasn't so bad. It was unfortunate it wasn't built with the idea to just have the dragons fly up, but the way it was, it far too tight for any breed other than Faes. Still, she liked it better than that first step out into the snow... and when it came, the frigid air stung her face. Still, the slap of coldness to her had definitely woken her up.

She followed Saiph's gaze when she looked up, noticing that the colours of sunrise had indeed began to creep into the sky. It really was pretty outside today, and completely cloudless to boot. She loved flying on cloudless days. "It is indeed a beautiful day. A beautiful day to fly!" She stepped out of the way of flying bits of snow when Saiph took off, but threw her momentum forward into a leap to take off after her.

She caught up beside her, saying quickly before they gained speed and the howl of the wind became impossible to be heard over, "Now, I did read up on some maps quickly, and my suggestion is we fly directly north, over the islands, and at the border to the Starfall Isles, we go directly east into the Windswept Plateau. Going directly northwest from here is fastest, but nobody can fly through the Maelstrom unharmed,, so we'll have to detour."

@PlushyRobot

Of all the areas they would be flying over, the Snowsquall Tundra was Mora's favourite. They flew directly over it on the way up, and the small but hardy trees were testaments to how nature could survive nearly anywhere. There was even a sparse population of deer and rabbits that could scrape by on the tough grass that grew there. It was a welcome change of colour from the bluish white of snow, even if it was only to brown.

But the tundra slowly became more and more broken up into islands of ice, bobbing on the water aimlessly. When they turned east toward the sun, Mora looked down most of the time to avoid being blinded, but she liked watching the water rush by. Even when the weather worsened and they began to fly over the clouds, she still loved feeling air rushing over her wings and rustling in her feathers.

By the time the sun was overhead, Mora had spotted a break in the cloud cover, rushing ahead from the pace they'd set to flight at, she investigated the spot, circling over it, "Over here!" she yelled to Saiph, hoping she'd hear, "It's Reedcleft Ascent! We're in the Windswept Plateau!" To further her point, if Saiph couldn't hear after all, she dove through the clouds, shaking off water when she was through to the other side. She picked the spot that was least covered in reeds to land in, looking up to see if Saiph got gotten the message.

@PlushyRobot

"Ah well..." Mora began, voice faint. Just then her knees buckled under her and she wobbled dangerously. She pinwheeled her arms and staggered a step or two, regaining her balance fairly quickly. "Whoo. Perhaps some food and a rest? I apparently need a bit of time to regain my land legs." She sunk to her knees of her own accord, pulling her bag off of her back onto the ground in front of her. As much as she would have liked to just gather some reeds for her lunch, they were stringy and desperately lacking in nutrients.

Instead she pulled out a a cloth-wrapped item and unwrapped it, revealing it to be some kind of purplish gelatinous brick. "Made these myself," she mentioned, taking a bite and chewing it over, perhaps longer than normal, "Mm. Bit chewy, I suppose. It's dried fruits crushed together and set with edible resin I make from the sap from my trees... it's very good, quite high in energy. Lasts forever even in humid conditions too."

While she snacked, she looked around. Currently she really saw nothing but reeds, but she knew the area wasn't that large. "Really... I suppose we might want to start out search near the Ashfall Wastes border, if this dragon is Fire originally. They may have wandered over here and... did whatever they did to get their powers. They may still be hanging around. Failing that, the largest Wind dragon community is that city in the sky on kites they have off the eastern coast."

@PlushyRobot

Mora couldn't help but chuckle slightly at Saiph's envy, coughing as a bit of her fruit brick went down the wrong tube. She remembered the Roast Duck Incident just as well as Saiph did. Mora had never really considered herself a cook, but she did like to experiment with the plants in the greenhouse every now and then, and occasionally it was even quite good. This brick was her most ambitious project yet, and aside from the mouthfeel being akin to somewhat grainy cement, it tasted fine.

Mora watched as Saiph looked to the sky and murmured the name of the city. Mora knew that her friend had spent a long time walking the world before she came to the college, in that specifically Guardian way they called "The Search". She'd eventually found the Allseer and came to the college to be with her... and Mora was a bit jealous that she'd come straight to the college from the Viridian Labyrinth.

She stood when she finished her food, tucking the cloth back into the bag and hoisting the bag onto her shoulders. She looked at her charm as well. It certainly was beautiful, but at least up to now it didn't seem to do anything. It was certainly magical... but how wasn't expanded on. "I hope so. I'd love to see what this does.

"A dragon... using a power they weren't meant to wield. Yes, I gave it some thought. Of course all I can say is conjecture. There's no records of it anywhere that I could find. But still, if this proves to be true and not an elaborate ruse -especially if it's related to that ancient tablet- then this power must be old. Ancient even. And unless it's somehow a dragon that has lived longer than anyone... I'd say it's some kind of supercharged artefact. It has to be, to be found now but still be related to tablet. Surely it's some kind of stone... perhaps a gemstone even. Something that could last so long and still be usable now. That's my theory.

"But we won't find it by standing around theorizing. Let's do some legwork, yeah? We'll go to the border first and see if we see anything." With that she took a bit of a running start and hopped into the air, clearing the reeds a bit narrowly, flying low under the cloud cover.

@PlushyRobot

Mora merely shrugged when Saiph pointed out that a gemstone that can grant additional magic knowledge must be then naturally made, as dragon-made was unlikely. She had no idea what kind of thing could grant such power, or how it could possibly have came to be. All she knew told her it was impossible. She let those thoughts go, turning her mind to the present. No point in musing over things they knew nothing about.

The trip around the Windswept Plateau went quickly, the wind seeming to be friends with them, always being at their backs no matter how often they turned in their attempt to find anything. But the land below seemed to be only endless grass and reeds. Still, Saiph seemed to be enjoying herself in the wind, arms out like when dragon are newly hatched and don't have the strength to fly.

Mora sighed, breath lost in the wind. The entirely of the Windswept Plateau was so flat that there was nothing to hide; there were no caves, no overhangs, nothing that wasn't visible from the open air. Even in the swirling clouds of the permanent storm that raged on the west coast, they skirted as close as they could but still saw nothing. After clearing away from the Twisting Crescendo a little to avoid being sucked in, Mora flew up close to Saiph, slightly over her. She didn't bother to try to speak over the wind, but reached over and touched her back, before speeding ahead, indicating by nodding her head and pointing toward the kites of The Cloudsong. There really was nothing out there, so the only place left was the city and asking around.