Day 53 of Fall 515Av
At least it's not snowing, Brandon thought as he slowly made his way down the Sanikas road, katinu wrapped tightly around his body. Even without snow covering the ground, or falling from the sky, the temperature was icy. It seemed Morwen had come early this year; pushing Bala out of the picture prematurely. Why she had decided to do such a thing was a mystery, of course, as was most of the Gods' business, though nevertheless one could not help wondering about the reasons. Or the consequences.
If it had snowed already, if it was already this cold, what did that mean for the actual winter? Would it be harsher than usual? Or had winter just started earlier, and would it end sooner as well? Would the seasons have swapped places within a couple years? There was no true way of knowing until that time came. Either way, Brandon was glad he'd brought his new custom semi-gauntlets with him, and he was wearing them now. Due to the base being a leather glove with extra padding, it did at least do a good job of keeping his hands and fingers warm. The only thing that bothered him were the metal plates reflecting the sunlight. If he were to use them on occasions were stealth was required, he'd have to cover them with something... Maybe he'd just wear another glove over them, only with the fingers cut off of it, so it wouldn't hinder him.
Slowly, the bat descended a slope with loose rocks and pebbles, careful not to lose his balance. Some places were frosted over, only increasing the slipperiness of the terrain, making it harder to traverse it. I just hope the stream hasn't been frozen... he pondered, but that was the least of his worries. The water would be icy cold anyway, especially with the weather they'd been having as of late. Bathing was becoming a real pain in the butt; the Tisuma Baths were boiling, and no-one was allowed entry. Rumor had it even the endal could no longer bathe because the pools in their aeries were piping hot too. And the streams outside were cold, relatively far away, and possibly a hunting ground for the Zith. As a result, Brandon had had no choice but to strap all the daggers he owned onto his person.
Brandon sighed as he finally could place his feet on level underground again, then beginning to leave the path, heading into the woods. It wasn't like he knew much about navigating, nor did he know the location of most landmarks to be found around the volcanic city, but he did know there was a stream somewhere to the south, and that was of course where he was headed. For a couple ticks, Brandon stopped to look at the sky, at Syna's position in particular. It was still morning, albeit near noon already, so the sun should be in the … south-east. If he remembered to check his own location with the position of the Sun Goddess in the sky, he couldn't get lost. Or too lost. Of course, the canopy of the trees would probably hide the heaven from his gaze, though since it was Fall, he might find a spot with a less obstructed view.
Cautious, the bat sniffed the air once he had entered the woods, trying to judge whether there were any creatures nearby that could pose a threat, but as of yet there were none. None he could smell that is. However, the wind blew from a fortunate direction, so it would be surprising if he'd missed something easily recognizable such as a bear or wolves. Nevertheless, the Kelvic spread his focus between his surroundings and his own motions, trying to move as quiet as possible with all these dead, crispy leaves scattered about. This would be troublesome... however, it could also aid him to detect far-off beasts trying to be stealthy... Brandon sighed, deciding to first come up with a way to minimize the noise he made himself, then pressing on. It wasn't as if he needed to be back any time soon anyway.
At least it's not snowing, Brandon thought as he slowly made his way down the Sanikas road, katinu wrapped tightly around his body. Even without snow covering the ground, or falling from the sky, the temperature was icy. It seemed Morwen had come early this year; pushing Bala out of the picture prematurely. Why she had decided to do such a thing was a mystery, of course, as was most of the Gods' business, though nevertheless one could not help wondering about the reasons. Or the consequences.
If it had snowed already, if it was already this cold, what did that mean for the actual winter? Would it be harsher than usual? Or had winter just started earlier, and would it end sooner as well? Would the seasons have swapped places within a couple years? There was no true way of knowing until that time came. Either way, Brandon was glad he'd brought his new custom semi-gauntlets with him, and he was wearing them now. Due to the base being a leather glove with extra padding, it did at least do a good job of keeping his hands and fingers warm. The only thing that bothered him were the metal plates reflecting the sunlight. If he were to use them on occasions were stealth was required, he'd have to cover them with something... Maybe he'd just wear another glove over them, only with the fingers cut off of it, so it wouldn't hinder him.
Slowly, the bat descended a slope with loose rocks and pebbles, careful not to lose his balance. Some places were frosted over, only increasing the slipperiness of the terrain, making it harder to traverse it. I just hope the stream hasn't been frozen... he pondered, but that was the least of his worries. The water would be icy cold anyway, especially with the weather they'd been having as of late. Bathing was becoming a real pain in the butt; the Tisuma Baths were boiling, and no-one was allowed entry. Rumor had it even the endal could no longer bathe because the pools in their aeries were piping hot too. And the streams outside were cold, relatively far away, and possibly a hunting ground for the Zith. As a result, Brandon had had no choice but to strap all the daggers he owned onto his person.
Brandon sighed as he finally could place his feet on level underground again, then beginning to leave the path, heading into the woods. It wasn't like he knew much about navigating, nor did he know the location of most landmarks to be found around the volcanic city, but he did know there was a stream somewhere to the south, and that was of course where he was headed. For a couple ticks, Brandon stopped to look at the sky, at Syna's position in particular. It was still morning, albeit near noon already, so the sun should be in the … south-east. If he remembered to check his own location with the position of the Sun Goddess in the sky, he couldn't get lost. Or too lost. Of course, the canopy of the trees would probably hide the heaven from his gaze, though since it was Fall, he might find a spot with a less obstructed view.
Cautious, the bat sniffed the air once he had entered the woods, trying to judge whether there were any creatures nearby that could pose a threat, but as of yet there were none. None he could smell that is. However, the wind blew from a fortunate direction, so it would be surprising if he'd missed something easily recognizable such as a bear or wolves. Nevertheless, the Kelvic spread his focus between his surroundings and his own motions, trying to move as quiet as possible with all these dead, crispy leaves scattered about. This would be troublesome... however, it could also aid him to detect far-off beasts trying to be stealthy... Brandon sighed, deciding to first come up with a way to minimize the noise he made himself, then pressing on. It wasn't as if he needed to be back any time soon anyway.
Credit goes to Engghaen