Come down, come down sweet reverence

Jynn would've been glad to escape out of the maze if it weren't for the strange land that now lay before her. To the north of the maze lay a vast and barren land. Dried remnants of shrubs and bushes stood like dark silhouettes against the cracked ground, contrasting the pale bones that littered the top of the ground. They were as numerous as the plants.

The weather had also taken a turn. No longer was she greeted by sunny skies. Jynn looked ahead to see dark storm clouds had rolled in, casting a strange dusty gray haze. She turned to look at the colorful man she'd met in the maze. "Well… onward and upward?" Hopefully there wouldn't be any tricks or traps in this territory and they could get through it quickly before the storm unleashed its wrath.

There was all but a brief moment of relief being free of the bamboo prison, at least until his gaze fell on the ominous field that was unfolding before him. It was like a bad omen, a desolate land dotted with sun-bleached spurs of bone. Jynn asked about continuing and Hyacinth swallowed the lump that had been forming in his throat. "Looks like it." He responded, mismatched gaze swinging towards the sky for a moment and frowning at the rolling clouds. Definitely a bad omen then. The grass felt dry and dead under his paws as he walked, and while normally that wouldn't bother him, dead grass wasn't exactly a new concept to him after all, there was just something about the whole atmosphere that was throwing him off. "Talk" "Listen" Think

Come down, come down sweet reverence

Jynn cautiously moved ahead for several reasons. For one there were bones littered absolutely everywhere and if she didn't watch where she was going she was bound to step on or trip over something. The other reason was that this territory was just bloody spooky. If angry spirits lived anywhere in Auster she was willing to bet that some lived here.

Jynn's eyes narrowed as the wind picked up. It stirred up the dust and loose earth and it stung her eyes. She started to move a bit faster, trying not to mistep while picking up her speed. She had enough of this land and was ready to get out of it.

It definitely seemed that his traveling companion was feeling the same unease that was creeping along his spine. The wind picked up and Hyacinth tried his best to avoid shivering. Small, dried, and almost burnt looking shrubs dotted the landscape around them as they walked and he idly wondered what had happened here for the land to look so blasted and for graves to remain so open... at least until he thought better of it. Hyacinth picked up his pace to make sure he was at least keeping pace with Jynn, the earth felt hard under his paws like it had become packed together from years of other paws running over its surface, over and over and over again, which wasn't a more comfortable thought than any of his other theories. He was used to standing out, to be at a disadvantage when it came to stealth but right now he couldn't help but feel they were out in the open too much like eyes might be on him right this moment. "Talk" "Listen" Think

Come down, come down sweet reverence

A tumbleweed blew across their path and as the wind swept in it carried with it a roll of thunder. Great, now it seemed like they might get caught in a storm. It was fall in Boreas so she could only assume that meant that it was spring in Auster. As it seemed spring meant storms, sudden squalls. She leapt over he skeletal remains of some large buffalo and scrambled across the cracked and broken ground. The dust was steadily blowing across the ground and it was starting to blur the horizon, however if she squinted up ahead she could see a forest.

"I see a forest, let's make a run for it before the storm gets worse!" She called out to the man and then bolted forward toward the forest as fast as she could.

The rumbling of thunder over his head reminded him that they really were too out in the open, even if the feeling of being watched was just in Hyacinth's mind the danger of the storm that was brewing above their heads was very, very real. He narrowed his eyes, straining to spot the forest Jynn claimed she saw on the horizon, the dust whipping unkindly at their faces. He thought he could make out shadows on the horizon but as soon as his companion started to run, so did he, hoping her sight was somehow better than his own, the wind and the dust making the run a little rough. "Talk" "Listen" Think