ORIGIN

After a very short nap, Cancer had taken some hours to explore Orion before finally looking around to find which tunnel he'd go through next. One smelt strongly of Pisces, so he marked it and noted with a pleased smile that he could visit that starry place anytime he pleased. Then, another tunnel was tempted, but immediately turned away. Nope. Smelled like death, and decay. Heck no. He marked it on the map, added a skull beside it and moved on. The third choice was an uneven, kinda lumpy place. It didn't smell bad. It didn't feel like death. He decided with interest that he'd try this one. He'd pause to mark its entrance on the stone slab before scooping it up into his horns and carrying on.

This place was very, very different from anything he'd ever seen before. Orion's ruins were one thing, possibly naturally occuring... but that possibility was swiftly diminished when he spotted the walls and floors of this particular tunnel- he'd marked it with the runic "J".

Pieces of armor and tools, pictures of creatures he'd never seen before, and weird faces staring down at him... this place was lived in. He noted with keen interest some of the markings on the walls resembled his own runic scratchings. Someone else had thought of the same idea- how neat! Then, his interest turned to the items tossed about and upon spotted a ruined helmet, an idea came to him. I could carry my tablet in something like that...

He then proceeded to waste a few hours, starting by fetching various parts and pieces from the floor and working them together, eventually forming a sort of carrying bag that he could fashion across his shoulders and chest. One side was big enough for the tablet, while the other had two half-sized pouches- all made from bits of torn or broken armor. It didn't look too nice, but it certainly wasn't bad looking, either. He gently placed the tablet in its carrying case, and then headed for the other end of the tunnel. He'd marked it on the tablet with many little scribbles akin to the markings on the walls, and a helmet crossed with a broken sword, as if explaining why this place was a point of interest. He felt sort of sad to leave the place of trinkets and tools, so grabbing a broken dagger, it's edge dull but point jagged and dangerous, the cub armed himself with the broken dagger in one of the smaller pouches, then set off into the next room.

Cancer found himself once again heading back for Orion through the carving tunnel. This place was fantastic, so as he traveled through, he took his time to search through the fallen treasures there. Most were useless, but after some shuffling, the cub found a few more things to add to his armor-harness-thing. More silvery plates were added as protection, and a leather strap with a buckle was replaced by with a strap, with an o-ring, in better condition.

He also searched around for something more impressive. Monoceros was mapped, and so was Orion, so now he had some time to kill while back-tracking to the other tunnels he'd opted not to take. The cub spent it searching...

...to his delight, he found something after a few minutes of searching! A new dagger! Well, new to him, anyway, but whole! Not broken like the one he'd snagged his first time through here! The cub tossed the old broken one away, breaking it more as it landed with a clang, then with a wrap of tattered leather around the blade- still kinda sharp, but it'd need some touching up- he slipped the new blade into the same sheath as the old one- it fit better, he noted. Maybe he'd used an actual sheath for his pouch? Maybe. He grinned, impressed with his newly updated attire, then headed towards Orion again. He'd make his way through this tunnel quickly now, but not before pausing at the entrance and reaching up to mark his name on the wall in those runic letters of his.