scouting mission: opening doors.

[glandival]

WHO: Aenor Dinadhal, Caric Van Kassel, Ellis, Sabine, Vanadi de Vadarta, Vance Digiorno
WHAT: The gang are sent on a mission to the Anderfels to retrieve an eluvian from a lake and install it in Hossberg.
WHEN: Drakonis
WHERE: Hossberg, the Anderfels
NOTES: TBA

Comments

escaping.

[fiat]

Caric was prepared for a swim, all of them were, really. Caric may have just been the only one excited for it. It's been some time since he swam anywhere, at all; doing so in service of a cause is certainly a treat.

He comes through after Sabine, gasping for breath, before seeing her struggle. He wagers she could do well enough on her own, but he would rather like to help. He swims a bit ahead of her, trying to demonstrate a better-- if far from perfect-- form.

"Like this!" He says between breaths. "Do not be afraid!"

[glandival]

Sabine might yell something back at him about how she's definitely not afraid, but lake water keeps trying to get into her mouth, up her nose, and so the most verbal reply he gets is an ack! and a gasping grunt of acknowledgment.

She struggles her head above water long enough to take in a few calming breaths, before realigning her movements, of kicking her feet the way Caric does. She can sense the strength of that propelling her forward, can feel the resistance of her closed hands more tangibly than she could when simply clawing it at it.

Her arms kind of move with whatever her intuition dictates, but the next time Caric glances back, he will see her not far behind.

"I'm coming," she says, and then spits water with a half articulated Orlesian cuss.

[fiat]

Caric reaches the shore (if it can be called that) before Sabine, but only just. She holds out a hand for her, to pull her forward if she takes it. His reach is long, which he's always supposed has something to do with his ease in the water.

"It will feel very cold," he says, pulling himself out of the water, "be careful of that."