Slippery Scales
20th of Summer, 514 A.V.
Glowstones gave off a cool glow on either side of the particular tunnel Haasha was traveling down currently. She still wasn't used to the winding twisting corridors, but certain paths she could remember, and slowly the faint outline of Zinrah's complex tunnel netword was beginning to settle in the half breed's mind.
Of course, it was difficult to focus now as she walked, in fact, it was hard to imagine why she wasn't back in Aka's cavern sleeping. Everything was so hard to do, even keeping one's eyes open a challenge, and it seemed as she was not the only one effected, for as Haasha slowly traverse the corridors she could see multiple piles of coils and serpents fitfully resting, or barely concious, staring relatively unconcerned with the strange half breed's presence within her tunnels.
As she rounded a corner, she ran smack dab into a solid wall of scales, a mahogany and black patterned Constrictor in Dhani form. He turned slowly to her, and yellow eyes glinted with something akin to relief.
"Finally I found sssomeone." He said, lisping in common as all Dhani were prone to do. "You musst take thisss, it will...it will..." He strailed off, head drooping, attention wavering, then a large snout snapped back up, and a giant clawed hand pushed towards Haasha's middle, clearly holding something.
"Take thisss, it will help with the...the ssssicknesss, get better, you musst, for all of ussss." His body slumped against the wall then, chest heaving with long slow breaths, as if it had taken every ounce of his energy to summon up those words. The tall body fell neatly to the floor, and the first unfolded to reveal a small cloth pouch. If Haasha opened it she would find a fine grey powder that smelled quite tart.
What did all of this mean?
20th of Summer, 514 A.V.
Glowstones gave off a cool glow on either side of the particular tunnel Haasha was traveling down currently. She still wasn't used to the winding twisting corridors, but certain paths she could remember, and slowly the faint outline of Zinrah's complex tunnel netword was beginning to settle in the half breed's mind.
Of course, it was difficult to focus now as she walked, in fact, it was hard to imagine why she wasn't back in Aka's cavern sleeping. Everything was so hard to do, even keeping one's eyes open a challenge, and it seemed as she was not the only one effected, for as Haasha slowly traverse the corridors she could see multiple piles of coils and serpents fitfully resting, or barely concious, staring relatively unconcerned with the strange half breed's presence within her tunnels.
As she rounded a corner, she ran smack dab into a solid wall of scales, a mahogany and black patterned Constrictor in Dhani form. He turned slowly to her, and yellow eyes glinted with something akin to relief.
"Finally I found sssomeone." He said, lisping in common as all Dhani were prone to do. "You musst take thisss, it will...it will..." He strailed off, head drooping, attention wavering, then a large snout snapped back up, and a giant clawed hand pushed towards Haasha's middle, clearly holding something.
"Take thisss, it will help with the...the ssssicknesss, get better, you musst, for all of ussss." His body slumped against the wall then, chest heaving with long slow breaths, as if it had taken every ounce of his energy to summon up those words. The tall body fell neatly to the floor, and the first unfolded to reveal a small cloth pouch. If Haasha opened it she would find a fine grey powder that smelled quite tart.
What did all of this mean?
