Tips for safe travels

With two children to wrangle, Róta was happy to do her best to keep the kids in line. With Steig planted firmly between her front legs, at least she knew he wasn't going to do anything he shouldn't without her having the opportunity to grab a hold of his tail. She tried to position herself in such a way as to keep the kids separated, if only for Lumine's sake, while still getting the task done that needed doing.

Kiela's idea of marking off unsafe passages made the most sense to her as well. This wouldn't be where they spent most of their time after all, it would be storage, and a safe space for the vulnerable to retreat to in times of need.

The path that Kiela led them down opened up into a room with a large flat stone in the middle. Not recognising it for what it was, Róta jumped up, her deep snuffles of the surface disturbing dust and setting her to sneezing. The place had a creepy air, and she noticed Steig chasing rats from the corner of her eye. "Whatever this was, I'm sure the Seiðkonur will find a use for it." She shrugged, then jumped down. It didn't seem like there was much more to see along this path... or was there?