Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-43950056-20191113002927/@comment-38255726-20191215184001

The trail upwards was real steep, nigh impossible to move upward on, traction that'd be gained was lost with a swiftness and altogether with the overall looseness that this specific path brought, It's suprising that two people were climbing it.

'''"Why're we climbing up this path again?!" '''whined Jeb, slowly stepping up closer to Alphi. Alphi only wagged her tail and gave, '''"You'll see..." '''and a giggle as her response.

After what felt like hours of climbing up loose gravel, the path began to plateau. Anciently weathered stone bricks laid near green from their mossy coats, and as the path turned to stairs, a pleasent site sat. A pillared alcove with a dome roof lit by a dim magelight which hung on the it's inner most point. The inside was decorated with a seude loveseat, a rich brown and ornate dining table which curved against the wall closest to the entrance, and a hammock that sat aside the loveseat, for all of which but the hammock were warn dearly.

Alphi laughed, taking a moment to breathe in the small den.

"Here we are," she said, pausing for a moment to sit Jeb and her atop the loveseat. "Oh dear, this place has aged..."

Alphi laughed again picking Jeb up off the loveseat into a giant hug, '''"Don't you remember this place?" , "What lovely times have we had here..." '''

Struggling to exit the embrace, Jeb squirmed '''"Gahh let me go, Alph!" , "Of course I remember this place you numbskull!" '''

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Moonlight peered through the west wall which sat open, and although open it was, no freezing breeze interupted the hearth of a fireplace that had been raised in the middle the room. Jeb had a knack for studying a mage's scroll work during his times as a scribe, allowing a base level of physical conjuring from what he's read. Food and other neccesities were conjured, and be it toll taking, the fire also ran from the mana of Jeb.

Alphi layed on the hammock covered in a blanket, while Jeb roasted a fresh caught fish his magic stole from a vendor, to go with a still warm loaf and some cheese he managed to snag too.

The smell of a fresh fish blistering under heat filled the room with brilliant scents, with some herbs he'd managed to find around the outer of the den, the scents only became more serene.

Soon the fish was cooked saturnine, deep red inside and chared on the skin as it's supposed to be. But as Alphi removed her self from the hammock to join for the meal, a tall bulky man dressed in army fatigues brought himself upon the den floor, followed soon by a floating blonde girl dressed in an eccentric gothic dress.

Disturbed silence sat in the room...