Dillyweed | Söl / Öte After the claustrophobic cave it was a nice change of pace when the corridor opened up into a big tunnel with bricked walls. They all had taken a break after the tunnel. Reclaiming their calm. Öte and Solas had begun to flirt and be absolutely annoying. But even Öte had a slightly tired gaze as he looked around himself. The tight tunnel had most likely not been too kind on him either. It ha...

AberrantKapro | Gerard  Still disgruntled by Solas’ antics and carelessness, Gerard pushed Söl aside to take the lead. He was relieved that it was just a toad they had encountered just now, as it could’ve easily been something way worse than a grumpy, warty amphibian lurking, but there was no time to truly relax, not yet. The cistern’s exit was just up ahead and Gerard was far beyond over this disgusting, we...

Dillyweed | Söl / Öte The wind was flashing past them, whipping at their manes and hair. Solas was shouting in pure bliss. Öte was not. He was more concentrated on keeping himself upright. He was pressed against Solas and on his ass against the wet ground. Was it made for this? Was this path made specifically to become a slide at some point? The questions entered his head but he wasn’t concentrating on getting ...

AberrantKapro | Gerard The dungeons felt extra treacherous this early morning. The air was thick and humid, and a smell of wet moss combined with some unknown murky smell overwhelmed the party of coursers. The walls were full of condensed water and an assortment of moss and fungi, and the floor was full of water puddles and little critters all over. If they didn't tread carefully, a lot of bugs could be squished und...

Without hesitation, the weld puck rushed down to the second level of the dungeon, his goose Robert struggling to even hold on at this point had bit down and latched himself onto the stubby tail, and was not so gracefully flailing in the wind behind the eager courser.  Solas was running past various new places, just barely avoiding both traps and hostile creatures without batting an eye, until he out of nowhere stoppe...

Solas slowly woke up from his involuntary nap, his whole body was aching and as he started to move he was shaking and feeling weak and fatigued. He let out a sigh before glaring at Robert, who was still sitting on his cheek. Robert looked down on Solas, noticed that he was awake and flapped his wings to just barely lift into the air and move away. Cheeky goose, Solas thought to ...

As the reckless duo landed in a horridly dusty room after their dive through the hole, Solas got up on his feet and Robert quickly followed suit and flew his way up to the courser's fluffy, golden bum. The odd pair scouted the area, they had no idea where they had ended up or how to possibly get out, which was rather inconvenient, but Solas didn't really mind and just shrugged. However, he couldn't help but tense up and feel like his lungs were being squeezed. E...

The newly paired duo of Solas the weld courser and Robert the white goose made their way through the caverns. Solas was happily strutting along with Robert bouncing on his fluffy butt. They had finally gotten away from the humid and damp parts of the caverns to a more arid area. There was dust and rubble all over the otherwise empty floor, no pieces big enough for Solas to have to worry about hurting his frogs though, thankfully.  ...

After finally having passed the great mollusc in the previous corridor, Solas reached a very odd looking opening in the cavern. Everywhere was covered with moss, roots, mushrooms and the whole room was so humid that it was almost hard to breathe. The pungent smell of wet and murky soil was almost sickeningly strong and Solas almost contemplated turning away to save his respiratory system, before something caught his attention.  ...

The golden, crowned puck was calmly trotting on in the moist caverns and with a deep breath he filled his lungs with the murky smell of damp moss and rock. The ground was full of some unknown, sticky goop that kept squelching under his hard hooves and getting stuck in his fluffy feathering, but Solas couldn't care less, all he really cared about was adventure and exploration after all!  As his steps echoed and he mad...