Things are always happening.

[sweetnessandfight]

Who: Sarangerel, and anyone curious enough to follow her.
What: Artifact Tossing 101
Where: East side of Domina
When: Noon (ish)
Other: Under blurbs for I-Pin's hair braiding and Dread and Sara being sappy at each other...

Sara had been carrying the glossy green egg for a while, though (usually in a backpack). With what Rachel had said, the Au Ra didn't expect it to hatch into anything.  But today, as she'd gone shopping in Domina, she'd taken it out to look at it...

And it had wobbled.  First, just a little, but then it had shot off--oddly like the thing that had become Domina, weeks ago.  And she had to run after it, to see what happened.

The sparkling, of course, was to be expected, but when it popped up into a very LARGE cavern, her eyes boggled.  That...was definitely not what she had been expecting...

Not that she was really sure what she had been expecting.  Still. This was not it. 

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[sweetnessandfight]

Even having seen its like at least once before, I'm not sure I'll ever get used to it.

[Even with all the other things she's seen? Still, this ranks up there in the weirdness factor. Flying fat moogle mount aside. Besides, it's not here, and she is.]

But yes, I'm definitely going to be bothered to poke my nose in. Dinner will keep, after all. [Sara chuckles at that.] By which I mean what I've brought for it. I was thinking of making crumpets. Luckily, I also have my bow with me.

Though I'd be happier if things stayed quiet, and I could go pick berries or something. Still, wish in one hand...[Considering how pithy her husband can be, it's probably a good thing she doesn't finish that.]

[of_her_own_accord]

Sounds delightful.

[Says the girl who never eats.]

Perhaps we will find some sort of interesting treasure here. Or a story. I would say both are rather valuable, wouldn't you?

[sweetnessandfight]

Oh, definitely. [Truthfully, Sara probably...hasn't noticed that Accord doesn't eat. Yet. It might happen someday, but like the girl herself, she doesn't hang around in one place very often.]

I'm almost more invested in the story, but that's a side effect of my profession, as it were.

[The bow she slings from her shoulder is an odd-looking one--it almost looks as if it could double as a harp in a pinch, and makes a rather mechanical-sounding clack as she draws it, nocking an arrow. Then, she grins.]

You don't mind if I go first, do you?

[of_her_own_accord]

[She certainly doesn't advertise it at least.]

I can certainly sympathize with that perspective. By all means, ladies first.

[There's a definite ironic tone there, at least.]

[sweetnessandfight]

[Actually, it sends Sara to giggling, just a little. Ladies first. Oh, Twelve. She probably deserved that, though.

Without further ado, she steps in to the cavern, moving slowly. Her weapon doesn't seem to be needed, yet, so she removes the arrow and slings it back over a shoulder.]

Think I need a torch more than I need my bow out, right now. I don't see much more than stone, yet.

[Yet may be the sticking point, here, however.]