{ic!closed} Heaven Under the Sand

[asch's ☂]

Objective: With the rocky wall on both of your party’s directions, there’s really only one way to proceed and that is to go forward. There are various centaurs on the way so make sure you either sneak past them or engage in battle with them. Beware of runners who will pull a massive group to ambush you. Aside from Centaurs, you will also encounter some Sand Giants; kill them to get the special detoxifying reagent that might help you later on. Swiftly make your way to temple’s entrance before nightfall.

Posting Cycle: 2-3 rounds.

[Kaeor Meibatsu]

"The Sandglass of Morr?"

The entire sandy environment pulsated with an aura of mischief and trouble. So it wasn't all that surprising that the alpha male had made his way here with other travelers with him. The image of Ra faltering in the sky as Kaeor observed the lone path that was left to them. If there had been any other alternate route the silver stranded being would have taken it in a heartbeat. But from the looks of it all there didn't appear to have any other option but to continue directly ahead. There was nothing but the incessant grains of sands lying beneath his boots as the free spirited zephyrs revolved in the vicinity. This was nothing like the native homeland of the Changeling as he missed the green abundance that he had cherished so.

But his countenance would absorb a sight that caused his legs to fasten as he stood still. The instinctive moment wasn't one of fear but rather one of caution. The aroma of another beast simply caught his nose as he wondered if Des had managed to smell it too. With a cherubic grin he would warn those who didn't share the same bestial powers as himself and his other half. "Centaurs at twelve o'clock!"

[/color] he recited in a voice that was barely audible to his teammates. They had precious seconds to make a decision on what course of action to take and Kaeor would await any advice or comments on the others. He would simply twiddle his thumbs bored of the current circumstances as he turned to take a look at the others.

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[johnny]

Being a human provided various disadvantages in various terrain. Being constantly stung by the rough wind that carried sand was one of those weaknesses. Ezio's body was covered in a large cloak with a fur hood. Easily not the most efficient way to travel in a bowl of collected heat, but he didn't have much choice. Fortunately, the groups search led them to the sunken palace, and the waves of unbearable heat were defeated, allowing some comfort to him in his body. However, now they were isolated to a dark straightforward corridor. Not the most strategic vantage point, but it did limit the enemy as well. Feeling that sense of danger, he was a little on edge, constantly watching the silver haired partner for some sort of hint.

The simple twitch of his nose would inform Ezio on the situation. Though an audible noise escape the pale lips of Kaeor, it was so subtle that it was left beyond comprehension. Still, Ezio got the message, enemies were ahead. There was no doubt an expectancy for some alternative to action, but with the situation as it was (meaning without physical visual and in a hallway), he really had no input. Ezio's dropped the large cloak, revealing more casual wear and two swords that were at his hip. Gripping one with his right hand, he joined Kaeor's side and started speaking in a whisper, "You probably already know this, but save your strength. These are definitely not the enemy that we need to be concerned about." With that, he proceeded forward in a simple walk, hand still clutched around one of his weapons. While it looked like he would take the lead, Ezio figured the others were a bit more impatient for battle, and would rush ahead of him soon enough.

[corona]

he simply trailed them as he stood behind ezio and kaeor, he did not like working with others, but he needed a troop. demon bloods were of course not considered to be the type most would make friends with. the terrain was a nuisance though the treasure would be much greater than the slight inconvenience of his troupe and the terrain. he worked out the situation as kaeor would spot the sent then alert them of the centaurs, he couldn't use sheer strength against them he was quick though they where part horse. that could make it a pain in the ass to try and combat with them.

he looked to ezio who was readying himself for a fight, though he needed to make an amount preparation in the first line there where about five centaur, his openings near his wrist were unveiled as they approached the opponents. he hated this part of the fight, so much sacrifice was put into this, he really had to start getting into using swords. would make things much easier, well at least for avoiding death. so he began first forming blood scythes on his form arms. though he wanted to wait for kaeors orders. he jumped down and got closer to kaeor and ezio "looks like we've no other choice but to kill em once we get close enough." he coughed a bit as he stood next to them. running his hands through his alabaster hair he looked around for the fourth in their little troupe. things where to get interesting but when?