The Six Crucibles

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Literature
((The cold rocky path, well worn with the passage of many travelers over the years, proved to be somewhat slippery and sleek with the icy cold which accented the high altitude.)) Ashdod, a Saltwater native to the grassy Mireh region, and Shinobu, a vibrant blue dragon with a flaming red mane, led their respective parties up the steep slopes of the mountain. Each group with a very similar goal - to reach the ((monument residing on the mountainside which was a mark to remember the victims of a ...
Mountain Spirits
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
((A gentle breeze whistled through long forgotten ancient structures and raced along the golden grasses making them appear like waves on the ocean. The primary sun was already high in the sky and shining down on Mireh creating a wonderful warm glow which warmed the soul just as much as it warmed the early morning. Distant laughter rolled over the plains, disturbing the serene landscape though giving plenty of warning to otherwise unsuspecting herds to make themselves scarce lest they become s...
A strange nest broken and an attempt to fix it.
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Cattleya knocks desperately at the entrance of Citria's sleeping chambers. "It came back! It came back! The garden is…" Xochcatl emerges from her chamber half asleep and with a scowl on her face from her peaceful dreams being cut short. She turns to Cattleya and scolds in a whisper, "Do you know what time it is? You are being loud and waking people up." "S-sorry," Cattleya says, starting at full volume, then catching herself and quieting her voice to a whisper. A groggy...
[INT] Nightstalker
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
"There–" Shenzi's quiet voice and body gestured to the jungle ahead of them. ((A clearing stood between the mushroom trees, the sky darkened by the canopies above and the criss-crossing of vines. Still, some rays of light managed to warm the ground, sprouting small berry bushes. They'd be trampled by something–something still here. Oinking nukap rubbed their noses along the ground, digging up fresh roots and mushrooms to munch on.)) Fortunately for them, she, Akira, and Sharkbait weren't ...
Some Scared Snake's Sneaky Slithering
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Cattleya clutches her head and barely manages to speak coherently through frantic panting. "haahaahaa Ihh'm dyhing." Her legs wobble with each step, threatening to collapse. Before she topples over, Citria runs to her side and gently nudges Cattleya to lean on her. "Lean on me. I'm taking you to the shade." "Okay. Urgh." Cattleya begins to gag. "Did you get sick?" asks Xochcatl as she puts her hand to Cattleya's forehead. She then pulls away her hand with a concerned look...
[CON] Heatstroke
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Two Tsabhuas stood before a much larger Tark'ee, the first Tark'ee they had met up close. Zephyr was the first to break the silence which blanketed over the three. "So… I assume that you are Citria?" The Tark'ees' eyes closed gently and she nodded her head. "I am indeed… so then you must be Zephyr and Cosette?" They gave a nod to acknowledge their names when said, much like Citria had. Zephyr a few days prior to this had approached Vermillion, and requested that he could go searching fo...
Wisdom Among the Flowers
By Vermillion_Grove ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
"My back huuurts," Skritch complained, putting his hands on his rump and puffing his chest out until his spine made a number of satisfying crunches. "We haven't even walked that far yet," Shenzi pointed out with an awkward shrug. The sand was warm and made satisfying crunches underneath her toes. "Do you remember when we lived in the ocean?" Sharkbait gave an awkward chuckle, one that was filled with post-irony but also a bit of humble nostalgia. "Yeah… I wish we were back there, som...
Desert Striders
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Citria, Tezcatlipoca, and Corazon chatter away in the base's mess hall, relaxing on their day of rest. The topics drifting to the whims of Tezcatlipoca's mind and Corazon's verbose explanations, with Citria playing a more observational role, every so often asking questions the others have yet to ponder. Ycthuthrheth barges in, and the drone's camera lens focuses in on the three conversing. "Citria! Tez! Corazon! I need your help." Citria faces the drone, making eye contact with ...
[CHA] Emergency Preparedness
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
The flyer still hadn't completely recovered from its jaunt through the sandstorm - the air filter had a rattle in it, and Whiteout swore she still felt sand falling from it. Spatter just stared at her unamused and asked, "Are you going to take it or not?" "And swim the messages to Mireh? Fuck no," Whiteout clambered in, pulling a bag of messages behind her. Spatter rolled their eyes and shared a headshake with Inky, before continuing on to prep the flyer bay for departure. ...
[CHA] Glittering Lake
By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
While they had been staying with Boti's tribe, Vana had taken to following Comet around, wide-eyed and curious. It was nice to talk to another draconic, even if only to gripe about door handles, but the youngster never stopped asking questions. So, of course, Comet roped Whiteout and Clay into answering the never-ending flood. ((They were resting in an indoor greenhouse, built into a pre-existing ravine that had been roofed over with glass and designed with pleasant water features an...
[Trade] [WIS] Greenhouse Mechanics
By Skyward ・ 1 ・ 0
Literature
Citria, Tezcatlipoca, and Bloe stare into the chasm before them. ((The glistening rays of the afternoon sun peeking through the canopy of giant mushrooms shine upon the open maw of the dark cave. An inviting, open mouth that won't let anything it takes escape, including light. The sound of cool droplets dripping within reverberate and ricochet off the cold stone walls, becoming loud enough to compete with the rustling of mushroom caps rubbing against each other in the wind and the chitter of ...
[STR] Inescapable Maw of Darkness
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
The troupe of nine seemingly mismatched adventurers ((trudged on through the cold winds and harsh landscapes of snow covered mountains. Any adornments they wore to maintain a semblance of warmth was in vain as the biting cold made short work of getting into every tiny gap and whisking the warmth away to the winds.)) Some, such as Lantana and Torook - a pair of Saltwater Tsabhua - were grounded and forced to maintain contact with the ((harsh mountains and trudge through the deep snows)). Where...
A dangerous journey [pt 1]
By Or'sol ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
For hours, the two tsabhua and single belemoid had been camped at the edge of grassy boulders, staring at an overgrown dirt patch leading to a rusted sewer grate. In all the time they'd been watching from afar, the horizontal door had not so much as even creaked in the wind. A cobbled wall kept the grate up against the back of an overgrown knoll. Occasionally, a brown-pelted jaebo relishing in the sun would stick a tongue out at Shenzi, making her furious that she couldn't be hunting instead....
Rustlin' Up Rumors
By Sea-Cucumbers ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
Depths, Ambergris, and Sky had been traveling to L'Hatzif to scout out some possible ore deposits when a hurricane had struck. ((The rain had smashed into the towering fungi as the wind had screamed past the seams in the house they were sheltering in. Through the rain running down the glass, the swamps outside were flooding with the storm surge, and the elevated state of the home started to make a lot more sense.)) The other occupants, those who lived here, hadn't seemed perturbed by...
[STR] Mushroom Repair
By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
"Seafoam owes me double sashimi," Parhelion said flatly as he and Noodle and Whiteout examined the trail in front of them. "That's your problem," Noodle said helpfully, examining the tracks left in the swiftly-eroding sand. Whiteout sneezed as some windblown sand got in her nose. "You did say you wanted a pet dilev," she pointed out, adjusting her night goggles. Parhelion snorted and rolled his eyes as if that didn't matter. "Don't let the facts get in the way of so...
[INT] Dilev Nest
By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
The good news that the flyer had been functional when Boti sent a message requesting some supplies from Skyward. It was also the bad news. Clay was desperately wishing he had flown as he clung to the seat, while Garnet looked equally ill and Whiteout fought the controls. Sand blanked out the view ahead, and wind tossed the flyer like it was nothing but a toy. The trip hadn't started out this way. They had started in Rekes, the sky clear and blue, with White...
[CON] Sandstorm Crossing
By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0
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[WIS] Free Falling
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
((As the seasons began to warm, the thaws reached the snowcapped mountaintops. All the dry streambeds grew into trickles, which grew into streams, which turned into rushing rivers pouring down the mountainside. It washed out the temporary bridges folks used to cross the terrain, leaving people to scramble. )) Seafoam, Parhelion, and Inky were one such group, as they stared morosely at the rushing current in front of them. Though it wasn't necessarily deep, it was moving fast, fast eno...
[DEX] Rushing Currents
By Skyward ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
((Shadows lengthen as the suns make their retreat below the horizon. The rays of the lowering suns ricochet off the water and into the eyes of the watchful adults.)) Xochcatl, Ivy, and Katherine surround a large submerged skeleton, documenting the information they can about it, while Citria, Whisp, Bloe, and Ycthuthrheth watch the whelps from a distance. When Ycthuthrheth told the adults about the whelps' plans, they decided to secretly tail the whelps, making sure that they are safe. And so ...
[DEX] The Race Back Home
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0
Literature
((A clack rings through the room as Ycthuthrheth puts down the whiteboard marker. The soft consistent hum of fluorescent lights is drowned out by the muffled cacophony of bustling life outside the walls. Gently swaying mushrooms dance in the window's view. Rays of sunlight offer warmth inside the harshly air conditioned room, while the air conditioned room offers reprieve from the swamp's oppressive heat.)) Ycthuthrheth claps its hands together. "Now that the lecture is over with, it i...
Ycthuthrheth's language lessons 1
By Xitlalmina ・ 0 ・ 0