Fate led them to a the entrance of a cave adorned with a most peculiar sight. A bas-relief depicting heroic deeds long past, hewn from the stone of the rockface in meticulous detail. Bathing in the glow of Liana's Caste mark, the mural seemed almost alive, shadows dancing amidst the scenes depicted. At the beginning of the mural, the subjects were mostly heroic deeds performed by sun-blessed individuals, yet, the closer to the entrance we got, the more tragic elements seemed to interweave itself in the tapestry. Close to the entrance, the mural was abruptly and violently broken up, resuming itself past the break, yet this time without the golden overtones. These colours seemed to faintly return in the last stretch, as the circle noticed some very familiar looking tableaus. Yet despite all their splendour and mystery, the mural was inert, so the circle forged onwards, into the cave.
Inside the cave, the Circle wormed their way through large, tubular, featureless passages until the smell of woodsmoke tinged their noses. On the next bend, they were greeted by the sight of a giant serpent hewn from living wood, fire burning in the cracks in it's hide. A giant, slit eye peered at them while a glowing forked tongue licked the air.
- negotiation for the lute
- Sails tells her dreams to the snake
- journey to the caldera
- a friendly race
- the anchors react
- Shadow doggo appears
- A fight in a flash
- The circle has their heads together for once
- Resting at the boat
- Pre-confrontation talks