Fault and fracture

Kaija didn't have the faintest idea where she was going next, but when did she ever? Living in the present came easily to her. She was always happier that way, not looking ahead or wondering if she ought to regret what she'd done before. It was even easier given the weirdness that started to unfold. That was all that was on Kaija's mind now as she, like so many others in Boreas and Auster, made her way to this strange land and started to poke around.

The soil was strangely loose where she walked, and though she pawed lightly at a patch of upturned dirt she plodded onward, attention captured by the tall leaning spikes.

They structures were quite the sight, stark against the blood-red sky.

Morwenna sure was a sight for sore eyes though, even more interesting than those spires. Kaija heard her before she saw her, and she thought to silently scold herself for letting her guard down so soon after being attacked, but she was distracted by the sight of her friend hobbling on three limbs. Had she really been gone so long? What the hell had happened?

Kaija's brows furrowed tightly, though she couldn't stop the grin that crept over her lips. "Don't tell me you came looking for me," she teased, gesturing vaguely at her limb. No, she knew the likelihood of her injury being caused due to that was slim to none, but she could still jest. "What the hell happened to you?" And what the hell was this place? Kaija had a lot of questions but she figured she'd start with just one.