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[attr="class","tlbody"]As Tellah was pointing the group to the crew cabins, they were joined by one more adventurer. This soaked newcomer was another young woman who introduced herself as Aerith. He casually noted her attire and approved of her color choices. “Tellah,” he responded shortly as the others provided their names. He’d almost added The Great Sage of Mysidia but that wasn’t true anymore, was it? He was the great sage of nothing. [break][break] There was some continued nonsense about their possible pirate captain that Tellah tuned out. He was far past caring about that detail. It had no bearing on their current predicament. The amulets were beginning to glow, a clear indication that they were nearing their destination. It’s here, it’s here, it’s here. He clutched his ice rod tight and leaned against it like a cane as he stood near the rail above the crashing, raging sea. Lightning speared the sky and thunder rolled across the ocean, seeming to promise their demise. The others were noticing the amulets’ glow now, too. Quistis had stumbled beside him before steadying herself on the railing. Tellah had been correct in his earlier assessment: she was the sensible one. Her voice was commanding as she yelled for the crew to still the waters. [break][break] The sage watched as the sailors brought forth a large green crystal. He narrowed his eyes against the bright glow then felt sudden relief as the onslaught of rain drifted away to a weak drizzle. The wind stopped pulling at his hair and beard. But in the distance, Tellah could still see lightning illuminating the roiling sky. It was only around their ship that the storm had calmed. And he assumed it was only a temporary calming. There was little magic that lasted forever. [break][break] Tellah gazed down into the sea below as Quistis asked for suggestions. He was about to open his mouth and speak, to ask if anyone had any spells to allow them to see or hear long distance, but he was brought up short by the boy. Had he ever given his name? Tellah wasn’t sure. Maybe he’d just ignored it. With a huff, he turned his attention to the exuberant youth. He was suggesting talking to the crystal. Tellah was again going to comment but didn’t have the chance before the kid reached for him! There was nothing he could do in reaction before the amulet at his neck was in the boy’s hand. Tellah stumbled slightly as his neck was pulled along with the pendant. Thankfully, he was able to catch himself on the railing.[break][break] He watched with incredulity and mounting anger as the kid just yelled at Tellah’s amulet and pressed it against his ear. He seemed to realize, belatedly, that he’d taken Tellah’s crystal and held it between them. The sage merely stared at the stone, then at the boy. Incredulity was obvious on his face. He ignored the kid’s command for silence. “Please tell me why that was necessary,” he said, pushing his glasses up his nose. “Why don’t you have your own? Are you even supposed to be here?” [break][break] “I can turn him into a toad and he can scout ahead down there,” Tellah suggested, gesturing at the young man. “But I’m open to other suggestions. If anyone has any magic to let them see far distances, that would be helpful.” He looked around at the young women, hoping one of them had another idea. If not, he was still fine with Toad.
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] The lurch of the ship nearly had her stumbling into Garnet, but she quickly righted herself before that could happen. The younger woman looked flustered enough as it was with a group of people crowding around her. Her green eyes strained to see through the rain as she also listened to what was being said. Their ship had managed to find where they needed to be, but there was a problem with being able to access this temple. How would they be able to do so, then? Did that mean they needed to climb wet, slippery rocks? There were so many reasons on why that was a terrible idea to begin with. Did the ship have any sturdy rope and something to grasp the rocks with? [break][break]
She checked the bangles that lined her wrists, but she had not had Wind materia equipped to her before winding up in this world. A soft sigh escaped her, because that would have proven quite useful. If nothing else, she may have been able to lift all of them with a well-controlled aero spell. It seemed Bartz had his own idea as he grasped at Tellah's amulet and began..shouting at it? The older man was quite agitated by the action and she found that she could not blame him all that much. "I don't think shouting at a bracelet is going to help much," she replied with an amused smile. If nothing else, it had made her laugh just a little! [break][break]
"I'm sorry, but my magic doesn't quite work like that. Perhaps one of the sailors has a telescope we can use? Some sturdy rope and hooks to dig into the rocks would be useful as well if we do need to climb. I'll gather the materials!" With a bright smile, she clapped her hands together with a firm nod before spinning on her heel and doing just that. Aerith busied herself with asking the nearby sailors for a few supplies to hopefully aid them. Luckily, these sailors had come prepared! A sailor would be a poor one indeed if they had not packed a telescope on their ship to help chart their course. Just in case, she also asked for a compass just in case they got lost as they explored this temple. [break][break]
"But if you do turn Bartz into a toad, then I can turn him back at least! Just make sure not to get blown into the ocean~" Her lips were quirked into an amused smile before she gently laid out some of the supplies she had gathered. The bundles of rope would prove useful to whoever decided to climb along those rocks. As for herself? Well, Aerith tucked the telescope beneath her arm and readied herself to climb to the top of the mast. Strength was not her best point, but she could manage! When she had reached a respectable height up, she unfolded the telescope and began to seek out a possible entrance within the jagged rocks to make use of. Or, well, hopefully something that would aid them in getting into the temple. [break][break]
As the sea stills, it’s as though a dome of magic surrounds you. Above, you see cloudy skies. The waves crash into the vague green shimmer that encircles the ship in a perfect sphere. While the wind rages on, you can’t hear more than the soft whistle of the wind through the creaking sails. For now, you have a moment of peace. Now to think.
The sailors take the chance to repair the sails and tighten the knots fastening it. Only a few stop and listen to your conversation, frowning and curious. They don’t understand any talk of crystals and magic and shrines, but they’re willing to help. Anything to save their home, families, and livelihoods.
As Bartz shouts into the amulet, it does nothing but glitter back. This is a crystal that’s been processed by complicated magic in the University of the Magi, and it is no longer capable of speech -- if it ever was to begin with. It glows its amber glow without interruption.
The rigging is soaked through, but easy enough to climb and the sailors shuffle out of Aerith’s way so that she can reach the top. Though the sun’s entirely blocked by the clouds, the ship’s unquenchable flame casts the rocky spire in a kind of flickering orange shadow. The rocks don’t give much at first. There’s seagulls covering within a shallow cove. There’s vines hanging from points where the rock gives way to softened earth. Then, at a point about two thirds of the way up, you see a flat landing. There’s a cave here. A man-made one, actually, with straight-lined walls carved beside what might be symbols and might be merely cracks in the stone.
With no obvious paths up the stone, the only visible way forward is some seventy feet over the waves.
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] The telescope was a little difficult to use as she was unused to such a thing, but she was quite happy when she did manage to find something worthwhile. There seemed to be a flat landing where she could make out what appeared to be a cave entrance. She noted the lack of a natural curvature within the opening, which meant that the inside of that cave had been carved out by man's hand. What was disappointing was that she could not make out an easy means of getting up here. It looked like Tellah would be turning them all into toads so they could hop up there. Oh, what she would give for a mastered piece of wind materia. [break][break]
Once she was sure she could spot everything worthwhile, Aerith tucked the telescope beneath her arm and began climbing back down. Her hands burned somewhat from the soaked rope beneath her fingers. As she idly began to heal the mild rope burns from her palm, she walked back to the group with an expectant smile. "I managed to spot a man-made cave about two-third of the way up from where we are now. But, well, the tricky part is climbing up to get to it. There's a flat landing we can stand on when we do get up there, though~" So, everything was not too bad, right~?[break][break]
Did this mean it was time to turn Bartz into a toad? Was it wrong of her to look forward to that? [break][break]
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Nobody seemed certain as to the best way to proceed, and Garnet felt utterly useless as they discussed their options. Climb or swim; and she could do neither. She thought she had moved past feeling like a helpless damsel, a dead weight dragging those around her down, but now more than ever she felt like she shouldn't have come. She was useless. Somebody, anybody else, could have taken her place and been more useful. Even her most powerful talent, the ability to call Eidolons, was useless here. Ramuh would only cause more damage than he'd solve.
Apart from that, she only had her white magic. And what was she going to do with that? Cast cure on the rock face? Maybe she could at least reflect the rain drops away, but that wasn't going to help much. She turned away from the cliff face, huddled in Quistis's cloak, feeling that awful mixture of totally useless and sorry for herself. The rain had mostly stopped now thanks to Quistis's commands, magic beyond Garnet's reckoning, but at least with the rocking of the boat having lessened she could think a bit easier. She wondered why they hadn't done that in the first place. It might have saved her from the terrible memories while travelling. The boy, the one who reminded her of Zidane, although it was less and less as he spoke, seemed to try yelling at the amulets, which made no sense to her.
The suggestion to turn the boy into a toad from Tellah, the old man, caused some alarm in Garnet, even as Aerith assured them she could change him back. "I think we should be careful with magic like that," Garnet suggested. "My uncle got turned into a frog once, and it was very difficult to turn him back into a human." She wondered if it was a different spell to turn somebody into a toad instead of a frog, but hazarded a guess that it would be better not to find out.
She watched Aerith climb the rigging and look through the telescope with something resembling envy. Garnet wasn't sure she could have done that herself, but there was a tiny part of her that thought clambering around the rigging on a pirate ship looked... kind of fun? She imagined the look on Zidane's face if she told him she had climbed the rigging of a pirate ship, and the thought made her both smile and then feel immediately sad that she had no idea when she would next be able to see him.
Besides, it wasn't like she could climb the rigging anyway. She might be able to manage it, if it wasn't raining. In fact, it probably wasn't that different from swinging on the ropes back when she had fled the castle. Another smile came to her face as she remembered the exhilaration, the pure joy of sailing through the air, the giddiness which in part was from surprising the strange monkey tailed thief who had been following her and part from experiencing a rush of adrenaline like she had never felt in her life... She had done that. Before she had even adventured. Before she had faced what she had faced.
Surely a cliff face couldn't beat her?
She might not have been any good at climbing, but she did have her white magic... "If I cast float on each of us, climbing should be significantly easier," she suggested. Theoretically, they'd weigh a lot less so it'd be easier to lift themselves, and if they fell, they'd float gently to the ground. "That cave must be our destination. We need to get up there," she decided. "I think... with the waters as wild as they are and doubtlessly the domain of the fiend, we would be better trying to stay out of them for now," she speculated, getting ready to cast the spell. "I can cast if we are ready, and we can try climbing?" she volunteered.
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[attr=class,text] A very dashing and handsome pirate, huh? She took in Bartz’s description of purple hair and height. Nope this was not the captain on this boat at all. But she would let him discover that for himself. Probably better that way. Based on his confusion and complaints, it seemed he stumbled on this whole affair by accident. She let him attempt his confused antics talking to Tellah’s amulet. Quistis took in their suggestions. Talk to the magic rocks. Turn people into toads to scout. Aerith had turned tail to use a telescope on the mast. Garnet offered float magic. [break][break] It seemed Aerith’s actions had found them where they needed to continue. “Excellent work.” Seemed Quistis’s conjectures that the entrance was below them was wrong. She felt a bit relieved at that. Who knew what was in the water below other than jagged rocks. And no need to hold breath. She studied their situation. She didn’t have a handsome and daring pirate (err pilot) - who just stole an airship - to get her up there. Though, in this weather, she doubted an airship would do well, no matter the skill. And she was starting to understand why he preferred the skies over the waters. [break][break] Instead, her eyes turned to who she did have. Strong, capable sailors who were eager to help. They would do. Her mind went over what was typical supplies on a ship: ropes, hooks, ladders, skilled persons, sail-cloth, pitch… [break][break] Where magical resources were limited, sometimes it was better to use physical resources. And it looked like scaling the soggy, rock wall was something that most were hesitant to do. [break][break] She turned to the Captain, hands on her hips. “Can we maneuver closer to the wall and extend a ladder?” Quistis turned to point at the hole above. When he grunted that he could, he barked the orders for it to be done. Quistis further requested a small length of their rigging. Someone would need to go ahead and secure the mouth of the cave was save and that the ladder would not slip. [break][break] This was a dangerous maneuver. The rock was wet. The boat rocked with the water. The ladder could simply not hold. But, perhaps it would be safer than climbing the wet rocks themselves. They did not seem to be coming up with many options. Quistis would fully put her trust in the sailor holding the ladder steady where they stood while she made her way up. She used some of her fire magic to dry up her hands to help with the grip she needed. [break][break] As the sailor set up the ladder, she turned to the others. “I think float could be helpful for those that may not be use to this. But I think it would be better if those who cannot make the climb up the ladder be turned into frogs and carried. Or you can choose to scale the cliff. Which ever you are comfortable with.” They were a team and Quistis wanted to be sure they did what was right for their skillset. “I’ll secure the ladder at the top.” She turned to look up at the height she’d have to climb. Well, this would be exciting. [break][break] Four sailors had extended the ladder up and called for her to come. Two held the ladder steady on the side, and the other two held it stead from beneath her. They braced it as still as they could. She untied herself from the mast and instead tied another rope to her waist. One end of this longer rope would go up with her while the rest of the length would stay down here with a stronger, burly sailor. If she fell, it would hurt but someone would have a tether on her. She shouldered her requested rigging over her shoulder. She took a deep breath and focused her eyes only on the opening above. [break][break] Then, she climbed. She could feel the ladder move beneath her. Then as she moved closer to the resting seagulls, they panicked and flew about her. She stopped and clung to her wooden safe guard. Her face buried in her shoulder as she waited for the agitated birds to fly past. Well, that was fun. Now she was wet and covered in feathers. She puckered and tried to blow one off her cheek. [break][break] She continued her climb when she made it nearly there. She felt the ladder bob and then slip from the cave’s mouth. She gritted her teeth, judging her distance. The sailors could push all they want. With her weight so high, it was harder to keep it steady. She quickened her pace and made a small jump to the ledge just as it slipped a few feet just down the rock wall. She pulled herself over, then her whip was out. She caught her end of the ladder to pull it back up to the entrance. She sat for a moment against the wall to heave a sigh of relief. [break][break] Nothing had stopped her from entering and she saw no immediate threat. A portion of the ceiling had fallen from aging and laid in the center of the floor. She removed the rigging from her shoulder and used one hook on the ladder and looped the rope around this heavier piece of rock. She then clamped the second hook on the opposite side of the ladder and tightened the rope. It should be secured now. [break][break] Quistis stood in the mouth’s caved and waved an arm for them to come up. “It’s secured.” She tried to shout down at them. The sailors were waiting to loop a rope about participants while Quistis could help pull people up if they got stuck along the ladder. [break][break] DMGarnet Til Alexandros XVII @bartz @tellah Aerith Gainsborough
[attr="class","tlbody"]Tellah remained leaning on his staff beside the railing and watched as Aerith found a telescope and scurried up the mast to look around. His opinion of her went up instantly as he watched her problem solve so easily. Maybe this group wasn’t as hopeless as he’d initially thought. After returning to the boat and the rest of the group, the woman relayed what she saw. He groaned when he peered up at the cliff face that apparently had a cave carved into it. Swimming through the ocean? He would have been okay with that. Climbing rain-slick rocks? That would be much trickier. He ran through his spells, trying to think what would be the most useful, other than Toad. But there wasn’t much helpful in this instance. Unless he wanted to cast Tornado and just be done with it all. Tellah chuckled to himself at the thought. [break][break]
The seaseek girl seemed fearful of the Toad spell. Something about a relative turning into a frog? “Anyone who knows Esuna can dispel it,” he said dismissively. Aerith had mentioned being able to do so as well. Even if Tellah cast Toad on himself he could still dispel it. He wasn’t concerned. Ah. But, that was a thought. He looked closer at the rocks. There was no way he was climbing them. Not as a frail, old man anyway. But as a toad? Now that was a thought. [break][break]
Quistis was busy commanding the sailors and setting up a ladder. He was tense and anxious as he watched the woman climb the swaying ladder up to the cave entrance. He was ready to cast something, anything if she fell. He didn’t want to watch another teammate die, even one he didn’t know well. It was tricky. He wasn’t sure if she was going to make it. But, finally he let out a heavy sigh of relief to see her standing safely and waving for them. He couldn’t hear what she said, but she certainly didn’t seem to be in distress. [break][break]
Tellah took one last look at the ladder. Even with the cessation of the storm it still looked like a death trap. He swallowed his pride. He hated saying it, but he didn’t want anyone waiting for him to cross the ladder. “I’m not as young as I used to be,” he said, stating the obvious. “I am going to have to cast Toad on myself.” He tried to not let shame cloud his voice. Hopefully one of the others, or one of the sailors, would carry his toad self. Then he turned his attention back to the boy, the one he’d threatened to toad in the very beginning. Tellah gave him a once over. He didn’t look like he was enjoying the thought of the climb either. “Him too.” There was no outright disagreement, so Tellah proceeded with casting the spell on both him and Bartz. If the toad-boy seemed agitated someone could always turn him back easily. [break][break]
Tellah shrank suddenly until he was eye-level at Aerith’s heavy black boots. He hopped over to the other toad and stood beside him, waiting patiently. Good thing he’d experienced this feeling plenty of times before. It was completely disorienting. And he could still do some things like cast Esuna. Or cast Toad… again.
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Well the amulet was just being rude at this point. Bartz waited and waited for it to talk back but it never did. Always barking orders, but never giving back. It was really quite rude if he really thought about it. Crystals and amulets always deciding what someone else was gonna do. And who made those crystals boss anyway? Not him that's for sure. Before Bartz could go that rabbit hole of a thought, everyone else seemed to have sprung into action. A cave up there? Bartz began to chuckle nervously. There was no way in the world that he was climbing up that high. "I-ugh, up there? That's um, really, really high up. I don't think that um- yeah, no. I'll just stay put right-"
He didn't have much time to complain however, as the magic hit him square in the face. One moment he was able to stare over the edge of the ship, the next he was on the deck quite a bit shorter. Whaaa- he thought as he felt his throat expand in a way he wasn't quite sure it was supposed to do. Was he really a toad. He tried to speak, "Ribbit." Yeahp. He was for sure a frog. Magic was crazy sometimes. Bartz hoped he was a pretty frog at least. The mage who had turned him hopped over and Bartz tried to explain he would not be hopping up the cliff either. "Ribbit, ribbit, ribbit," he tried to say, but nope just frog noises. Could frogs communicate through their minds? "Why was this the best plan?" he willed his thought to Tellah
Bartz tried to hop a little bit ,but shot up straight in the air. "RIBBIT!" he tried to scream as he came careening back down to the deck. Well he refused to pilot himself! What if he fell into the ocean and was a frog forever? No one would kiss a frog in the ocean. Unless there were mermaids. Bartz thought being kissed by a mermaid wouldn't be too bad, but they were probably hiding from the storm. He looked at the two women still standing. He had seen one cowering in the storm and the other had ran up to the place at the top of the pole. He knew which one he trusted to carry him. He ribbited up at Aerith before hopping and doing his best to land on her shoulder, his throat doing that awful pouchy thing again. "Ribbit." Hopefully she would put him in a pocket or something, so he didn't have to watch.
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[attr="class","ayab-text"] Watching Quistis work in securing the ladder was quite something! Aerith did not believe she would have been able to do so as steadily as the other woman had even with the aid received from the sailors! It was not as if she had not climbed up steep heights before. But her physical prowess was somewhat lacking and she did not have the ease of movement her friends held. Cloud had also been keen to keep an eye on her whenever she tended to lose her footing, which was more often that she liked to admit. Once Quistis had secured the ladder, she curled her hand into a fist before raising it above her head and shouting cheerfully at the other woman. [break][break]
What really had her laughing was when Tellah turned himself and Bartz into toads after all. The older man seemed perfectly at ease with his form while Bartz was ribbiting with what seemed like terror. As if he did not know what to make of himself as she fell into a fit of giggles at the sight. "You poor thing~" she cooed with another laugh. Her humor began to ease when she noticed both toads had chosen to settle by her as Bartz even attempted to jump onto her shoulder. Well, it seemed she would be bringing up the both of them with her. "I guess I'm bringing both of you up with me. I promise I won't drop either of you!" [break][break]
With that said, she scooped Bartz up and gently placed him within her jacket pocket before zipping it up to ensure he stayed inside. Aerith did the same with Tellah before walking over towards Garnet with an encouraging smile on her lips. "I think casting Float on yourself is a good idea if you're nervous with climbing. I'll go next and help you up, alright? Just stay close to me~" Her green eyes were warm as she winked at the younger girl before proceeding to climb up the ladder. It took more effort with the rain and the care to make sure she did not lose her footing, but she was up there with Quistis in a few moments. [break][break]
Turning around, she knelt down to extend her hand down to Garnet should the younger woman need the aid after all.
Quistis comes across what appears to be a simple cave -- at first glance, that is. It’s a small alcove about two thirds of the way up the rocky spire, and looking down, the height is dizzying. Waves crash into the cliffs in a deadly force even without the help of the storm. From here, you can see blue skies above the clouds, in your little circle of sanctuary that is.
The others find no issues as they climb the rope ladder. No external ones anyway. The ladder is slippery and damp, and it wiggles beneath your weight with an unstable thunk against the side.
What appears to be a simple cave is, in actuality, a passageway. The walls are engraved with strange, circular symbols. There is a hollow sphere in the middle as though something is missing. The back is darkened though on closer inspection, it leads far deeper than it lets on. A set of spiraling stairs descend into the utter pitch dark. You feel a strange mystical presence the closer you approach.
The stairs lead to a nearly five minute descent. All sound is muffled. A strange hush overtakes the space as though suffocated by the tension within. As you reach the bottom, the room opens, and you’re met with what could be graciously called an entrance hall.
You’re first struck by the hum of magic. It’s peaceful, quiet, eerie. It feels like something watching, waiting, and lost. It seems not to notice your presence, and yet you cannot escape its aura. It is in the very air, thick like summer dew. There is power here and something else idle in the dark.
Your feet click against uneven stone, and as you fully enter this place, the walls light with their subtle, blue-green glow. What were once great obelisks have now cracked and fallen. In their centers, runic writing lines the points of power within which emanate an unceasing light. Ivy and moss line the once sleek walls -- now worn with age. Carved down the center of the room are shallow channels that lead down one wall, to a central circle, and then in a straight line towards what appears to be a blank wall. Under closer inspection, purposeful cracks run up either side of it as though connected to the channel below.
Hidden by hanging ivy is a runic sphere with inscriptions forming a spiral towards the crystal at its center. It protrudes from the wall where it is embedded, glowing expectantly.
