Kratos
death doesn't discriminate
It didn’t take long for the ash and smoke to reach Denocte, burning his nose and filling his lungs with smoke. His eyes felt ablaze, tears marring his vision as they attempted to rid themselves of soot. His barrel rattled with a cough as he stepped around the keep, casting his gaze southward where he saw others already gathered and looking on with mouths agape and eyes wide as dinner plates. Some cursed, some whimpered with fear and huddled close to one another, and others stood with fierce expressions looking as though they were ready to take on the world.
A pristine ocean alight with early morning light was what should have greeted him, but instead, he was met by the roar of black waters crashing against the shoreline and an even darker sky. Already it had taken over the sky above, leavening minimal light in its wake. As another cough shook him, this one more violent than the last, Kratos squinted his eyes and strained to see beyond it all, but it was Pryna who would have greater success than he.
’Looks like a volcano,’ her voice chimed in from somewhere in the back of his mind, her presence alone soothing but he had been with her long enough to pick up that she, too, was deeply unsettled. ’We can’t outrun it. Maybe we should investigate.’
Honestly? It sounded like a death wish, but Kratos knew she wasn’t wrong – they couldn’t outrun it, and there certainly was nothing to be gained by standing around waiting for something to happen. Breathing deep was a mistake he’d come to regret as another fit of coughs gripped him, but as it passed, he picked up his feet to leave the keep behind.
Together, man and dragon began their search for a way across, should there be one to find.
"Speaking."
A pristine ocean alight with early morning light was what should have greeted him, but instead, he was met by the roar of black waters crashing against the shoreline and an even darker sky. Already it had taken over the sky above, leavening minimal light in its wake. As another cough shook him, this one more violent than the last, Kratos squinted his eyes and strained to see beyond it all, but it was Pryna who would have greater success than he.
’Looks like a volcano,’ her voice chimed in from somewhere in the back of his mind, her presence alone soothing but he had been with her long enough to pick up that she, too, was deeply unsettled. ’We can’t outrun it. Maybe we should investigate.’
Honestly? It sounded like a death wish, but Kratos knew she wasn’t wrong – they couldn’t outrun it, and there certainly was nothing to be gained by standing around waiting for something to happen. Breathing deep was a mistake he’d come to regret as another fit of coughs gripped him, but as it passed, he picked up his feet to leave the keep behind.
Together, man and dragon began their search for a way across, should there be one to find.
***STAFF EDIT
@Kratoshas rolled a 6! He has been awarded +120 signos
