57 Ash, Year 123
[Closed - Solo]
As early as it was, they were making good time on Hayima'el. The two Vastii and the big piebald bull camel were secure under the Mask of Midnight's Mother, their presence hidden from onlookers, and Lia had all but gone to sleep in the well-padded wooden saddle under the colourful sunshade. She had had a lovely cup of hot tea earlier that had just about put her back to sleep, and mercifully, Hilana was quiet as she rode. She knew where she was going - she had spotted the giant Hedera Ardenta earlier in the season, and it was just a matter of waiting for it to bloom. And in a desert like this, where just about every dune looked like another if you weren't familiar, and you didn't know how to navigate in such a barren, empty expanse... you were like as not to get lost and almost certainly killed.
Hilana had the baskets and lined bags on Hayima'el ready for this harvest. This was going to be unpleasant if she was careless; she could not afford to be sloppy. Else she would would be paying dearly for it. She might have liked Raithen along for this trip; his wings and kinetics would have made this go much smoother, but Hilana was not afraid of hard work. Never had been, never would be. As it was, she had Elementalism, she had her gloves, and she was well-practiced with cutting into the monstrous succulent. Lia had just wanted to come for the ride, and to make sure that Hilana didn't injure herself with it.
The big camel ate the miles steadily, and Hilana adjusted their course with her feet. The reins were loosely draped over the front bar of the saddle, and her arms rested on it as she looked on. She didn't need a map for where they were, not here.
[Closed - Solo]
As early as it was, they were making good time on Hayima'el. The two Vastii and the big piebald bull camel were secure under the Mask of Midnight's Mother, their presence hidden from onlookers, and Lia had all but gone to sleep in the well-padded wooden saddle under the colourful sunshade. She had had a lovely cup of hot tea earlier that had just about put her back to sleep, and mercifully, Hilana was quiet as she rode. She knew where she was going - she had spotted the giant Hedera Ardenta earlier in the season, and it was just a matter of waiting for it to bloom. And in a desert like this, where just about every dune looked like another if you weren't familiar, and you didn't know how to navigate in such a barren, empty expanse... you were like as not to get lost and almost certainly killed.
Hilana had the baskets and lined bags on Hayima'el ready for this harvest. This was going to be unpleasant if she was careless; she could not afford to be sloppy. Else she would would be paying dearly for it. She might have liked Raithen along for this trip; his wings and kinetics would have made this go much smoother, but Hilana was not afraid of hard work. Never had been, never would be. As it was, she had Elementalism, she had her gloves, and she was well-practiced with cutting into the monstrous succulent. Lia had just wanted to come for the ride, and to make sure that Hilana didn't injure herself with it.
The big camel ate the miles steadily, and Hilana adjusted their course with her feet. The reins were loosely draped over the front bar of the saddle, and her arms rested on it as she looked on. She didn't need a map for where they were, not here.