Sulfur

Cifarelli seemed intent on finding the source of the sulfur scent, evident by his trek deeper into the territory. Of course, Sephiran continued to walk at his side. His ears flicking in his brother’s direction, eyes occasionally shifting his way. He’d noticed the serpent about halfway through their journey- a small viper, coiled within the thick fur of his nape. High in the sky, his falcon was surveying the area from above. And Sephiran’s rattler, had been left with Aurelia that morning. They all seemed to be picking up useful companions.

Pushing through the foliage, the duo finally arrived in the heart of the territory. A large expanse opened before them, adorned in various holes littered across a stone ground. Steam rolled from each one, having been filled with hot, bubbling water from a different source. It only took a few moments of recognition- these were hot springs. What sort of place has Uncle Rhazien brought us to? Did you know about this? “I doubt Rhazien knows about this.” He says, moving past his brother, and approaching the closest pool. Toes hanging over the edge, as he peered down into its depths. “Though, I’m sure he will bring his whores here, once he finds out.” A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. Maybe he could bring Aurelia here too.  

"Sephiran Saxe"