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Daav followed Kielo closely as they walked westward through the humid forest of El Hatzif. ((All around them foliage interspersed with large and small mycelium towered up towards the faded lavender sky. The air was thick today)) but at least it wasn't raining on them, Daav thought. Although, perhaps it would have delayed this journey a little longer. It wasn't that he didn't want to become a bard, no, he was just nervous about his lessons. Would he have to learn to sing, or to play an instrum...

Scale wasn't sure what to think of Ochre Dockyard in the slightest. She had never quite been one for travelling to begin with, and honestly she was glad that Matter mostly quietly kept to herself throughout the journey. Issiq itself was- not great either. Scale had always felt oddly comforted by the weirdly moist region of L'hatzif so the dry air of Issiq was- unsettling, to say the least.   The only reason she was in the dry land was because of a promise that had bee...