Post by Prim on Jan 18, 2024 13:35:31 GMT -5
Some time passed, where hours turned into a day, then another. The Diablo desert greeted the wandering mercenary with its warmth. It was homely if only the sight of Konatsian fauna were replaced with Earth's dinosaurs and wolves. Passing by Skull Valley proved valuable in gathering what they needed. Information on the Desert Triage in the area. It always pointed to caves. Prim knew that was the first thing they should have looked into. What better way to conduct your business than to go somewhere magic puts a veil on the senses?
These mines were said to be a proper operation some years ago. Nowadays? Whatever infrastructure was in place was kept to just hold back the ever-present effects the rubies had on their environment. Tight and narrow paths, slowly turned into dangerous traps or confusing mazes. It was the perfect hole for some operation to move a few boulders and hide among the more open paths. It all made sense why no parties ever turned up anything above ground.
Now, the only question was getting in and looking around. The rubies themself might pose as much of a threat to the kashvar as any bandit. Theiy tightened the duster over their shoulders around their neck and stared at the mouth of this mine entrance. One of many. Some places would turn out to be darker than others, was a passing thought. Blue eyes would scan the walls near this opening and land upon a snuffed-out torch. Just a bit of work, improvising with some rope, Prim got it back in working order and lit it back up.
There were no words to be had. Prim pushed past and into the mines. The first intuitive thing was to follow the tracks of the old minecart system.
These mines were said to be a proper operation some years ago. Nowadays? Whatever infrastructure was in place was kept to just hold back the ever-present effects the rubies had on their environment. Tight and narrow paths, slowly turned into dangerous traps or confusing mazes. It was the perfect hole for some operation to move a few boulders and hide among the more open paths. It all made sense why no parties ever turned up anything above ground.
Now, the only question was getting in and looking around. The rubies themself might pose as much of a threat to the kashvar as any bandit. Theiy tightened the duster over their shoulders around their neck and stared at the mouth of this mine entrance. One of many. Some places would turn out to be darker than others, was a passing thought. Blue eyes would scan the walls near this opening and land upon a snuffed-out torch. Just a bit of work, improvising with some rope, Prim got it back in working order and lit it back up.
There were no words to be had. Prim pushed past and into the mines. The first intuitive thing was to follow the tracks of the old minecart system.
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