[Event] A Twinkling I Heard on the Roof

Astaroth nodded to the odd creature, then looked at Xerxes. "I will go with you, I can try to rip the crystals from their places with magic. We need no tools for ourselves." He paced over next to the lion. "Lead the way." He said blandly. This is one of the weirdest things to happen to me here... where did this thing come from? His mind span with these questions, the biggest of which being; Why do I wish to help him??

"Speaking."
Thoughts.

Aeroth stood up on her hind legs, looking up to the new hole in the ceiling that the snow poured through, wondering what was up there, before looking up at Naskital. ”Well, I don't know who you are, and where you came from, but I suppose I'll help. Maybe I can catch some of your rabbits.” She went back down on all four, trotting off to look for the creatures.

”Speech”
"Thoughts"

Naskital turned back, peering and blinking those big black eyes at Asimona, as if gently surprised. "Snow? --Oh. Err--"

Naskital peered up, blinking some more, his demeanor nonthreatening and a little confused. It seemed to be a running theme with the translucent blue creature.

"I suppose it's--just that time of year. It gets colder, you know--ahh--" And here he pointed skyward, or rather ceiling-ward, toward the piles of broken rubble that blocked the hole he'd created. "Up there. I'm sorry, I didn't--I don't know how far I've fallen," he added in soft apology. And then, a little more hopefully, yet worriedly at the same time, "The snow isn't a--an inconvenience for you, is it?"

Asimona wait excitedly for his answer but foundherself disappointed as he stumbled over words and gave her a not-so-clear answer that only proved he had no idea. Her wings, which had previous been partially unfolded, now completely folded at her sides. "Oh, no! Not at all! I love the snow! I have a little area of this cave that I made cold and snowy just for me, but it took a lot of work and a lot of time."

As if a little demonstration, she held out a claw and focused her magic in her palm. Water began to collect and then freeze at her command. Within a few seconds, there was a small hammer of ice in her hand. She held it out to Naskital. "I'm not sure if tools of ice will suffice, since they'll melt if they get too hot, but hopefully this should help, at least for now?"

"Can you hear their voice?"
"Find the one who'll guide you."
To the limits of your choice.

tags: @Game Master Dark
notes:

Naskital widened his eyes, a little, at Asimona's offering. He stepped over, delicately taking the hammer--as if in awe of this--and peered at her. "Ooh," he cooed, and black eyes wide. "I thought you were one of the workers! Thank you, I will try this." Down he bowed, and quickly turned, doing his best to test the hammer. He had to see how brittle the ice was--whether it would shatter on use, or not.

Clink. Clink. Soft and gentle taps were reassuring; he gave it a slightly sharper rap on the side of the sled, and--CRACK. The ice shattered. He sighed, softly, and turned back to Asimona with a shake of his head. "Ice is too brittle, I suppose, but thank you for trying."

Upon Felina's arrival, and question, he waved his translucent fingers gently in a greeting. "Oh, my beasts have escaped, and I need food for them, and tools, or I shall never know who to reward! I think the others have already begun to go to seek crystals, too, for my needs? If you can bring back any of my ptarmigan, or the white hares, or the caribou; or if you can bring back crystals, or tools, or food for my beasts, I would thank you greatly."

Asimona narrowed her eyes as Naskital tested the hammer and sighed with disappointement when it broke. That was just too bad, but she hadn't really expected the ice to hold up. "That's okay. I know of the blacksmith, he can probably make some tools for you." She opened her wings and jumped into the air. She didn't know exactly where he was but she thought that she had heard he was in Monoceros. She would go there.

She turned and beat her wings to gain speed and height and headed towards the tunnel that would lead her to the windy cave.

*exit

"Can you hear their voice?"
"Find the one who'll guide you."
To the limits of your choice.

tags:
notes:

The deer couldn't help but to smile at the excitement of the young one - to be a child again! To be innocent, to see the good in everyone, even a Plague Horse who sought to kill all who lived in the caves.

At the thought of Khloros, her ears flicked back. She hadn't thought of, or heard of, the horse in a long time. Despite what she now knew, she was concerned. He had been kind to her, had saved her life, most likely. The deer liked to think the best of everyone, and so she kept her ears out for any whispers of the Plague Horse.

Artume looked over at the Dragon as she was addressed, twitching her ears as she thought. "I believe he was said to live in Monoceros. I haven't met him personally, but I have heard tell of him in the Caves."

As the others left, she trailed them as well, following after the largest group, the one that consisted of the child, the lion, and the bird.

*temporary exit.

Nemophilist (n.):

a haunter of the woods;one who loves the forestand its beauty and solitude