We Scare Because We Care
10-21-2018, 05:52 PM
Malleus leaned down to snuff at the strange ground. Its faded black surface was rough like lava rock, but completely level as if a giant had brushed it flat. The outside edges were lined in white and two yellow lines, one dotted, one solid, ran down its middle. The whole thing, while easily crossed width-wise in a single bound, stretched length-wise as far as the eye could see. Malleus wasn't sure what to make of it, but found himself following it deeper into the island. The godling had come here to explore. He was eager to expand his knowledge of Auster. Its many quirks demanded he note them. Each land he'd visited so far had some hidden gem worth discovering and Malleus was determined to find out what made the island special. Perhaps he'd find some rare plants or useful trinkets tucked away in one of the island's many dilapidated structures. Pascal, who had leaped from his shoulders the moment they'd hit dry land, could be seen off in the distance picking around the skeletal remains of a burnt out jeep, but Malleus paid him no mind and kept walking down the road. If his companion found anything of interest he'd let him know. |