Chill Ya To The Bone

Scanning the hallway, Zenith takes her time and gathers information, realizing that are some newer, fresher, and probably more unstable sections of ice. So, the red women carefully creeps along, making sure to keep to the safer areas as the pair goes. It takes some time but, with her cautious tiptoeing, the woman and her guide are able to safely navigate the treacherous hallway. As an extra, added bonus for taking her time, it seems that whatever strange forces that govern this place, deem it fit to reward her efforts as she finds a bag with a pretty ribbon tied neatly around it that she is quick pocket along the way.

Just as Zenith nears the exit, the ice around the pair wolves cracks and she stumbles toward the mournful wolf and the red woman braces herself as water sputters up through the cracks. The noise is deafening as the ice splinters and the gushing water pushes away the sheets of ice until it just the guide and her on stage of floating ice. The water froths them as suddenly, from the icy reaches below a huge, writhing, blue tinted worm emerges, shrieking out at them and a name suddenly emblazes itself in her mind; Galahad. It is a strong name for a worthy adversary.

Taking a deep breath, Zen looks to her guide and gives a small dip of her head as she couchs low to the ground. Carefully, Zenith attempts to lead the way around huge shards of ice in the hopes of confusing the worm so that the pair can sneak up and attack it from behind. One way or another, this ends now.





OOC: Using the Lucky Rabbits Foot on my (Hermes) OOC account for this roll. Thank you for all the fun! <3


"Zenith Praetor"