With his back-up somewhat armed, Furfur goes back to scanning the area, his eyes darting over every little crack, crevice, and tile. The ruins looked like they were once a settlement, so it wasn't likely that they were rigged with booby traps, but who knew what the Cult of Triton got up to here in the depths.
It's slow going, an eerie silence settling over the pair. With the both them doing their best to be stealthy, not even their footfalls break the quiet. The threat of aggressive shadows looms around every corner - then, out of the corner of the eye! Was that movement, or a figment of the imagination?
"Found something," Furfur whispers, kneeling down next to a thin crack in the road, the faintest hint of purple glowing within it. It travels in two directions; one end approaches a structure that could have been a residence or a shop, and the other traces its way back to a once grand, now crumbling cathedral-like building. "It's likely one of those two buildings have what we're looking for. Thematically, I'd guess the important looking building, but the humble looking one wouldn't be out of the question either."
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It's slow going, an eerie silence settling over the pair. With the both them doing their best to be stealthy, not even their footfalls break the quiet. The threat of aggressive shadows looms around every corner - then, out of the corner of the eye! Was that movement, or a figment of the imagination?
"Found something," Furfur whispers, kneeling down next to a thin crack in the road, the faintest hint of purple glowing within it. It travels in two directions; one end approaches a structure that could have been a residence or a shop, and the other traces its way back to a once grand, now crumbling cathedral-like building. "It's likely one of those two buildings have what we're looking for. Thematically, I'd guess the important looking building, but the humble looking one wouldn't be out of the question either."