Poor Planning

[Cauwyn]

“Bring it here child.” Tythel beckoned her over with a slow crook of his finger which he then tapped on a large table he leaned against, “We’re going to find your brother with this.”

“Alright, let’s move out then.” Del nodded, trudging slowly forward against the wind in the direction they had pointed. His sword was kept in hand, and spun every so often just to readjust his grip. Every step crunched in the thick white blanket of snow, though the cold didn’t seem to affect the fact he was still wearing only his sandals and tunic with his legs and feet left unprotected.

[Avena]

Akilah set the book down and took a few steps to the side.

As they walked along Avena looked between the three demons, "You know....if we were flying we'd move a bit faster...."

[Cauwyn]

Tythel threw the book open and began flipping through pages at random, scanning the text. His eyes narrowed as he flipped through more and more, a frown forming on his face as his eyes worked feverishly over the texts. After a few moments he turned his glare back to Akilah, though he attempted to remain calm it was all but impossible to hid the dark growl from his voice, “I can not read all of this… Some of these words and symbols, I do not know or understand. Why is that? Is this spelled? Certain pages are blank to me. What is the meaning of this?”


“Are you kidding?” Del snorted, looking back at her and then to the violent storm riddled sky. The driving wind and snow and lightning would make it impossible for them to fly. He shook his head before glaring back at Avena, “We’d be torn up if we tr…” His voice cut off as he had a sudden realization. Avena, was a goddess, probably well beyond capable of protecting the three demon’s from the weather. “Er… right…. Goddess..” Del sighed, shaking his head at his own ignorance.

[Avena]

"W-what is it you're trying to find? It's doing that in self defense..." Akilah cowered and took a step back.

Avena held a single hand up and the wind around them instantly stopped. Arislan picked up Avena and jumped up into the air taking off quickly.

[Cauwyn]

“I don’t know what I’m trying to find…” Tythel bit back a frustrated growl, returning his attention to the book. He stared at the open page for a few moments, rubbing his temples between his thumb and forefinger as he contemplated just what it was he wanted to find in the book. After a few moments he released a heavy, slow sigh, “Why must your father be so frustrating, even beyond his grave?”

Del shared a look with Xio, a questioning one as to why they hadn’t thought of that or why she had not done something about the wind when they first landed. With a sigh he fluttered his pristine wings to clear the snow before taking off after the two.

[Avena]

Akilah bit her tounge, she didn't want to say something that would get her in trouble. She so badly wanted to defend her father, but this wasn't the time for it.

[Cauwyn]

“Akilah..” Tythel sighed with restrained frustration, “Come here and read this. I want you to look for information that your brother might have had that will be useful in us fining him. The world is a big place, even for a Goddess to search..”