04-11-2018, 09:50 PM
Shantotto felt everything shifting. the moderate temperature of the Nexus was gone and instantly replaced by a scorching heat. The dark fabric of her robes did exactly as she had expected and attracted the heat into them, the gold thread helped dissipate some of the heat but Shantotto already could feel sweat dripping off her brow. Despite the impression the messenger had made this was not what Shantotto had imagined, let alone expected. "For a place called the sands... this is looking more like a grasslands...." she said not caring to perfect the rhyme, rather she looked out over the sprawling landscape, seeing tree's scattered around along with lush tall yet dry grasses. The thing that worried Shantotto was the fact that if this area was in fact more like a savannah than a desert then... how bad would the actual desert be.
Without a single additional delay, Shantotto stepped forward waddling herself step by step, it was no little irritation that the grasses were taller than her, yet the one positive so far she had seen in the few hellish seconds she had been in this hellscape, was that the grasses helped shield her from the sun.
Taking little time to think about it she focused her hand around her orb of Omnillium and began focusing, her goal, to create a backpack, filled with water food and other things she would need. like a tent, and a small warm sleeping bag, since not only was heat an issue in the desert, but so was hypothermia. It was a risk she had seen many an adventurer fall victim to.
The second order of business for Shantotto was to make a hat, It was something she hated to wear as it was so stereotypical of a mage to wear a hat. Still she donned the pointed black and gold hat, she modified the apparel to have a core of copper inlined with the gold thread to better regulate heat, far be it for her to be named a professor of all things magical and not know enough about thermal conductivity that she would get herself killed not by a foe, but by a climate.
Shantotto pulled her little device from her breast pocket once again checking her posting, there was a reply, but for some strange reason she couldn't read it. Disregarding the message for the time being she began her walk, It was still close to mid day so she still had plenty of time to make some distance up.
Given the nature of her short stature, Shantotto found it far easier to gather information when she needed to, in this case her goal was to find out a little more information regarding this new place. Her policy of never going into a situation without some form of plan was a keystone of who she was. She had not become the most powerful mage in the history of Vanadiel by simply being adept at a spell or two. No, Shantotto had been blessed with something far more important than magical talent. She had been born with a gifted mind and a desire to learn. That was the only advantage Shantotto have ever given herself over other people, but that desire to learn had led her along the path she now followed.
Her black leather and gold robes creaked ever so lightly as she stepped in the underbrush, the sounds of her movement were so similar to the sounds of the wind moving the brush that only those trained to notice the difference would be keen to know she was stalking around. Her focus on getting a location of where she needed to go, or at least some information for her to go off of.
She found her way to a pair of people talking, she couldn't make out much of the physical descriptions of the two, nor did she care. She overheard talks regarding a town literally called the... "Town with no name"
The pair of talkers didn't say anything that was much to go off of but now at least Shantotto had a location as well as a rumor of a group of primes headed that way.
Shantotto once more stood up as tall as she could with her two and a half foot height and waddled off leaving the pair wondering why the black mage had been eavesdropping on them. Neither said a word about it as they continued on their conversation.
She had got enough information to start planning, though she paused once more and pulled her journal out and took notes regarding the interaction with the pair. The notes were trivial but still worth making a note of, should she have need of it.
The dataverse device in her robe vibrated once more informing the black mage that she had received a reply to her posting.
Upon reading the message from the one called Banisher4lyfe Shantotto applauded herself in her head as she had already taken the path she needed or at least had started to. The message gave enough information on how to reach Nippur.
She sighed as she looked out over the expanse of the endless dunes, it was a three hour walk to reach Nippur, well three hours if one had an average gait. Shantotto estimated it would be a four hour walk for her given her short legs. Her backpack of survival gear might not be needed, despite this she didn't abandon it instead she set forth towards the town with no name. Shantotto wanted to break down the journey into three legs, segments if you would. To make the journey a little easier, from her past experiences even a few hours in the desert heat was enough to kill someone. She opened up her pack and swallowed a deep gulp of icy water from her waterskin before channeling her spell "Flood" and channeling it upwards to create a downpour of water upon a wide area. Her dark robe was quickly made heavy by the water as it moistened, relife filled Shantotto's face as the cooled water got rid of the discomfort from the heat in an instant.
Time dragged on as Shantotto walked, each step felt just ever so slightly heavier than the one the came before. Still she pressed onwards, until she had finished the first leg of her journey, the Town with no name stood not far before her. As per the instructions provided to her in her post she skirted the town, spending no more than a few moments to take her journal out and log the information she saw, as well as a small sketch of a map she had noted while walking. Once she had finished she continued along the second leg of her journey She laughed to herself as she pulled her journal out once more after leaving the down with no name in her dust, instead writing a small caption next to it on her map. "I have the perfect name for it.... Shithole" she thought with a wide grin before sliding the book into her robe once more. The sun had already dried her of the water she had doused herself in, in fact it had done so long ago.
Taking her waterskin out from her pack she once again took a long swig of the sweet and magicly cooled water. swallowing it and pouring a small bit on her forehead she looked out over the horizon as the shifting sands swireld, carried by the winds. Draining the last of the waterskin she pulled out a piece of jerky, and began to munch on the soft bird meat. The city of Nippur loomed in the distance, growing larger with each step. The architecture resembled the buildings and structures of old Aht Urgahn the desert city back in Vanadiel. Reaching what Shantotto assumed was the main gate she prepared to enter.
Without a single additional delay, Shantotto stepped forward waddling herself step by step, it was no little irritation that the grasses were taller than her, yet the one positive so far she had seen in the few hellish seconds she had been in this hellscape, was that the grasses helped shield her from the sun.
Taking little time to think about it she focused her hand around her orb of Omnillium and began focusing, her goal, to create a backpack, filled with water food and other things she would need. like a tent, and a small warm sleeping bag, since not only was heat an issue in the desert, but so was hypothermia. It was a risk she had seen many an adventurer fall victim to.
The second order of business for Shantotto was to make a hat, It was something she hated to wear as it was so stereotypical of a mage to wear a hat. Still she donned the pointed black and gold hat, she modified the apparel to have a core of copper inlined with the gold thread to better regulate heat, far be it for her to be named a professor of all things magical and not know enough about thermal conductivity that she would get herself killed not by a foe, but by a climate.
Shantotto pulled her little device from her breast pocket once again checking her posting, there was a reply, but for some strange reason she couldn't read it. Disregarding the message for the time being she began her walk, It was still close to mid day so she still had plenty of time to make some distance up.
Given the nature of her short stature, Shantotto found it far easier to gather information when she needed to, in this case her goal was to find out a little more information regarding this new place. Her policy of never going into a situation without some form of plan was a keystone of who she was. She had not become the most powerful mage in the history of Vanadiel by simply being adept at a spell or two. No, Shantotto had been blessed with something far more important than magical talent. She had been born with a gifted mind and a desire to learn. That was the only advantage Shantotto have ever given herself over other people, but that desire to learn had led her along the path she now followed.
Her black leather and gold robes creaked ever so lightly as she stepped in the underbrush, the sounds of her movement were so similar to the sounds of the wind moving the brush that only those trained to notice the difference would be keen to know she was stalking around. Her focus on getting a location of where she needed to go, or at least some information for her to go off of.
She found her way to a pair of people talking, she couldn't make out much of the physical descriptions of the two, nor did she care. She overheard talks regarding a town literally called the... "Town with no name"
The pair of talkers didn't say anything that was much to go off of but now at least Shantotto had a location as well as a rumor of a group of primes headed that way.
Shantotto once more stood up as tall as she could with her two and a half foot height and waddled off leaving the pair wondering why the black mage had been eavesdropping on them. Neither said a word about it as they continued on their conversation.
She had got enough information to start planning, though she paused once more and pulled her journal out and took notes regarding the interaction with the pair. The notes were trivial but still worth making a note of, should she have need of it.
The dataverse device in her robe vibrated once more informing the black mage that she had received a reply to her posting.
Upon reading the message from the one called Banisher4lyfe Shantotto applauded herself in her head as she had already taken the path she needed or at least had started to. The message gave enough information on how to reach Nippur.
She sighed as she looked out over the expanse of the endless dunes, it was a three hour walk to reach Nippur, well three hours if one had an average gait. Shantotto estimated it would be a four hour walk for her given her short legs. Her backpack of survival gear might not be needed, despite this she didn't abandon it instead she set forth towards the town with no name. Shantotto wanted to break down the journey into three legs, segments if you would. To make the journey a little easier, from her past experiences even a few hours in the desert heat was enough to kill someone. She opened up her pack and swallowed a deep gulp of icy water from her waterskin before channeling her spell "Flood" and channeling it upwards to create a downpour of water upon a wide area. Her dark robe was quickly made heavy by the water as it moistened, relife filled Shantotto's face as the cooled water got rid of the discomfort from the heat in an instant.
Time dragged on as Shantotto walked, each step felt just ever so slightly heavier than the one the came before. Still she pressed onwards, until she had finished the first leg of her journey, the Town with no name stood not far before her. As per the instructions provided to her in her post she skirted the town, spending no more than a few moments to take her journal out and log the information she saw, as well as a small sketch of a map she had noted while walking. Once she had finished she continued along the second leg of her journey She laughed to herself as she pulled her journal out once more after leaving the down with no name in her dust, instead writing a small caption next to it on her map. "I have the perfect name for it.... Shithole" she thought with a wide grin before sliding the book into her robe once more. The sun had already dried her of the water she had doused herself in, in fact it had done so long ago.
Taking her waterskin out from her pack she once again took a long swig of the sweet and magicly cooled water. swallowing it and pouring a small bit on her forehead she looked out over the horizon as the shifting sands swireld, carried by the winds. Draining the last of the waterskin she pulled out a piece of jerky, and began to munch on the soft bird meat. The city of Nippur loomed in the distance, growing larger with each step. The architecture resembled the buildings and structures of old Aht Urgahn the desert city back in Vanadiel. Reaching what Shantotto assumed was the main gate she prepared to enter.