Log: At the Thorns

[thequestgiver]

Characters: All
Open? Yep
Where: At the edge of the Devouring Thorns
When: The 16th of Rebirth's Height
What: The heroes gather at the thorns to get a first hand look at the problem.
Warnings: None


There was a solemn sort of quiet at the edge of the thorns, the looming mass of twisted brush seemed to shift and creek as it was observed, sounding almost like the rocking of a boat at sea. Here and there a keen eye could catch a glimpse of what might have been a house, or an inn lingering in the harsh grasp. A sign post. A length of wooden board. Like the sea, it had swallowed it up, curling around it all and splintering it all into fragments almost unrecognizable. Now and then, there was a flit of motion. A small brown bird camouflaged by the thick branches, made visible only by it's head tilting this way, then the other, before it flew off.

Comments

[through_fire_be_reborn]

"Will you dance more if I do?"

[shorterinperson]

"I'll stop you, if that's what you're asking."

[through_fire_be_reborn]

"Do you really think you can?" the voice was warm with amusement, clearly not at all taking it to be a serious threat. "With what shall you cut that which will not be severed? With what will you burn that which is forged in fire? With what will you strike that which counters all blows?"

[shorterinperson]

"I don't know," she admitted, "but thanks for the riddle. It'll help."

[through_fire_be_reborn]

The laugh that answered seemed to refract against the walls of brush. "Such an ordered mind, to seek patterns in that which has none..."

[shorterinperson]

"It's called being human," she snapped. She would find a way to defeat this thing. She always did.

[through_fire_be_reborn]

"To strive against the wind that ne're will cease,
To climb until failing, that which takes from safety,
To follow blindly on the course set upon you,
To fight against Chaos while striking at the heart of Order,
Such a work is man..."

[shorterinperson]

"Are you going to let me go or not?" she snapped, running quickly out of patience.

No surprise there.

[through_fire_be_reborn]

"Would it be wise for one to give amnesty to that which has threatened its existence?"

Yet at that question, the thorns began to pull away slightly, but only at the top of their circle. It's an opening, big enough for Alanna to get through, if she's willing to climb for it.

[shorterinperson]

No, it isn't, Alanna thought, but she kept it to herself. If she had a chance, she was going to take it. She immediately started climbing for her escape.

[thequestgiver]

The thorns shifted slightly under her weight, looking as if they wanted to grab hold of her. Instead, they began to close in on the space she had been standing before, making it suddenly much more dangerous if she were to fall.

[shorterinperson]

Lucky for her, Alanna was a very strong climber. All that swords-play gave her incredible upper arm strength. She began moving faster once the thorns crept up behind her.

[thequestgiver]

They continued to creep after, the hollow filling up rapidly behind her.

[shorterinperson]

Once she was free, she wasted no time in putting distance between herself and the thorns. She had learned everything she needed to learn.