"Thank you sir, for your trust in me," Ezal replied, placing the dagger and 30 gold pieces down on the counter. He bowed deeply as he left the shop, a solemn expression on his face. As he rejoined the party, a smirk slid across his face. "Sorry about the wait. I was buying new shoes." His smug look seems to amplify his normally confident aura beyond what should be reasonable.

Serifey looked around, making sure everyone was there, then said, "Let's go then."

Carcywin makes a sad face and complains about the lack of parasols.

"At last" whisper Vrailin and gets her gear ready to go.

"Let's go then"

Serifey walks towards where they need to go. (OOC: You all dead?)

[OOC: Vrailin is, at least, freeze ;) Just waiting for this to move on ]

(lol sorry, I thought you wanted to talk a bit more)

After several days of traveling, you reach a small alcove that smells faintly of corpses. This must be the main passage the king has sent you to transverse before reaching the Forest Temple, where the shard remains. Do you wish to travel in the passage (less time, but more dangerous) or do you wish to hack through the jungle (longer, still dangerous, possibility of getting lost)

Vrailin smells the air from the tunnel

"Well, I've smelled worse things... shall we?" she ask to the rest.

"Sure. Let's go. It's not like the world can wait to be saved."

Ezal shrugged. "As she says, the world isn't standing around waiting to be saved. Let's get going."

"Well, I detest jungles. Let us travel forth! Anyone volunteers to be vanguard?"

Vrailin shrugs and enters the passage looking for instable ceiling or floor.

Serifey follows Vrailin, making sure her frostbreath is ready for any sign of danger.

OOC: OI!)

Ezal steps in line behind Serifey, readying his rapier and his boots, ready to spring into action should danger arise.

So do you go in yet?

Yes!)

[OOC: Isn't this what the discord is for? (lol)]

As you enter the dank tunnel, a thick green smog is blown in your face, hindering your vision.