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brave_kreyu ([personal profile] brave_kreyu) wrote 2024-10-05 01:59 pm (UTC)

She chuckles at his praise. "Likewise." She snuggles into him before drifting off for the night.

Once they have procured their equipment, they fly farther north toward a castle where a sorcerer with an army of monsters is rumored to lair.

It doesn't look much like a castle in the way Skellig probably thinks of them when they see it in the early morning light. There is a high wall of stone around it, but the building itself is as much wood as stone, giving it more of a fortified wilderness lodge vibe.

There are splashes of blood in colors humans don't bleed splattered here and there on the rocks and trees as they approach, echoes of past violence, but the place seems quite calm currently. Skellig is the first to pick up the sound of someone whistling a tune and the sound of an axe swinging, chopping wood.

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