• A cloaked figure engulfed in flame appears before you, its face indistinguishable under its smoldering hood. It holds out blistered hands as if asking you for something. Do you oblige it?

Fetch's general attitude and demeanor was... entertaining at best, for Eris. She was a strange courser. She spoke rarely, but when she did it was incredibly perplexing. At least Eris had someone to guide her through the magma filled expanses of the next level of the dungeon. The leopard mare didn't quite want to explore it on her own just yet, she wanted to see what all it had to offer.

Sinbad perched himself on her haunches as they trekked through the hot stone. Eris could tell he was fairly relaxed. The pygmy drake probably felt well at home with all this heat.. Eris not so much. She softly halted her footsteps and watched as Fetch walked away from her, making an opening for her to get into some shade for a moment. The champagne mare ducked into a cave which opened up into a small room, blocking the heat from the glowing magma from getting in.

After letting out a big sigh of relief, happy to be in the shade of the cool stone, she felt a hot blaze at her side. The leopard mare jumped at the sudden heat and swivled around on her hooves to see a cloaked figure doused in flame. The brows on Eris' forehead furrowed and she tilted her head trying to decide what action to take. Two smoldering hands reached out to her, almost as if it was asking for something. She just... stared at the figure. It was unlike anything she had ever seen, and it wanted something from her. How peculiar.