It isn't late at night, but it is late in the year, and the sun went about its business quickly ere it departed.
Jacqueline Somer walks beside a busy road, with her back to oncoming traffic, which she's read you aren't supposed to do but it makes the stupid LED headlights somewhat less unbearable.
She flinches every time a car passes her.
Cars are loud, and she has enhanced hearing.
She'd be much happier, she thinks, in a world without automobiles.
It's slower than a bicycle but somehow feels even more like flying.
Flying would probably feel even less comparable to bicycling than it is if she were willing to fly more than three feet off the ground, which she is not.
Seren's intuition for her powers hasn't been wrong yet.
"No real reason to risk it."
5 minutes pass and the spell runs out, if Owl has nothing better to do for the next 3 hours she will arrive at her destination.
The wagons rumble to a stop, the caravale are unhooked, temporary feeding trough are set up.
Owl's passive perception of 40 picks up on a conversation just across the temporary camp.
"Alright let's go find the otherworlders and look for a good temporary base location."
They begin walking in the general direction of Seren's wagon, and consequentially, toward Seren and Owl as well.
It seems like the scouting party she agreed to join is being gathered; she'll sit tight and wait for them to come to her.
The members of the Apex arrive at the wagon. The one on the right knocks three times.
Seren skips forward and opens the door, it reveals two large men, both equipped in some form of chain mail armor. One has a longsword on their back, and the other two short swords on their waist.
"Hello"
Owl picks up her spear and pats her pockets to make sure she hasn't lost anything that was in them.
She's ready to go look at tunnels.
"Oh, looks like you two are ready, let us head down."
The pair of them begin to walk away.
Walk away toward a massive ravine larger than the grand canyon. The wagons have stopped a good 1000 feet or so from a massive bridge, that stretches into the dust until it is no longer visible. On the right of the bridge is a rope ladder, which appears to be the intended destination of the two warriors.
What can she tell about the rope?
Are there hemp kineticists on Chartara? Or is rope itself a foundational element?
It appears to be rope woven together in the style typical of a double braided rope. Possibly made of hemp.
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