Elthana finds only Ingram's items and ash and dust, his body has been so thoroughly decayed that there isn't even the hint of a shape of a bone left, dry remnants in the form of basic elements.
Elthana pauses as the gravity of the situation dawns on her. She looks at the mirror and wonders why her friends made it through, and is thoroughly grateful. She reaches down and gathers Ingrams items.
Turning to Gewyn, "I can't believe this happened. Do you think we're safe to go through the mirror as well? I sure don't want to end up like this."
Gewyn's eyes flick back and forth, taking in the ash, the mirror, Elthana's worried eyes. He thinks quick. "The ash was still settling when we got here. What happened to Ingram happened quickly, recently, and right here. Not on the other side of the mirror. The others didn't turn to ash when they went through, which makes me think the more evident hazard is staying here." He scoops even more of the ash into his pouch, stands to face the mirror, and braces a hand against Elthana's shoulder. "I'll go if you do. On three?" Gewyn prepares to step through the mirror.
Ömertyr doesn't know what is being said, nor does he see what is being taken out of the pile of ash, he stares at whatever it is hee sees in the mirror and steps through.
Elthana finds only Ingram's items and ash and dust, his body has been so thoroughly decayed that there isn't even the hint of a shape of a bone left, dry remnants in the form of basic elements.
Elthana pauses as the gravity of the situation dawns on her. She looks at the mirror and wonders why her friends made it through, and is thoroughly grateful. She reaches down and gathers Ingrams items.
Turning to Gewyn, "I can't believe this happened. Do you think we're safe to go through the mirror as well? I sure don't want to end up like this."
Gewyn's eyes flick back and forth, taking in the ash, the mirror, Elthana's worried eyes. He thinks quick. "The ash was still settling when we got here. What happened to Ingram happened quickly, recently, and right here. Not on the other side of the mirror. The others didn't turn to ash when they went through, which makes me think the more evident hazard is staying here." He scoops even more of the ash into his pouch, stands to face the mirror, and braces a hand against Elthana's shoulder. "I'll go if you do. On three?" Gewyn prepares to step through the mirror.
Ömertyr doesn't know what is being said, nor does he see what is being taken out of the pile of ash, he stares at whatever it is hee sees in the mirror and steps through.