Forward

[Yuthirin]

'I'm technically a male of my species. I think? The whole thing doesn't translate well to modern species.'

[Anastasia]

Debonah merely inclines her head at that as you go on, "Be it as it may, it's my duty to tend to men loving men. I need to be out there seeing to that."

[Yuthirin]

There comes a full-bodied squiddy shrug. 'That happened sometimes. We didn't have any laws or stigma against it. We were all chaotic by nature, and gravitated toward what we wanted.'

[Anastasia]

"Hey, over here," Dana calls, interrupting.

[Yuthirin]

"Dana saves us from boring talky-talky! Yay!" Calleigh cheers.

[Anastasia]

Ahead is more darkness, yet ou can see enough. A great, yawning chasm - where only a single stony path leads you deeper within, winding in circles lower and lower, even true seeing aided eyes unable to see a bottom.

[Yuthirin]

'Well, this looks to be the way. Maybe.' Tryll says, heading down the stairs.

[Anastasia]

Less stairs and more of a sloping path down. Smooth, no stairs. Just a slope to walk down.

"We need to see better," Benyen says, "We're vulnerable out here with our vision so limited."

[Yuthirin]

*slope

[Yuthirin]

Tryll uses Detect Magic to see if they're getting closer to the source of the darkness!

[Anastasia]

Spellcraft.

[Yuthirin]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+51 : 14 + 51, total 65[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

You're closer, but again, segmented. You'll have to keep going and going downwards to find it.

[Yuthirin]

'Have you considered developing blindsight?' Tryll offers helpfully.

[Anastasia]

"It's harder than it sounds," Benyen replies right back.