Sylph
Fickle
Location: Siren's Watch
Mentions: Uasal Key of Stars SilverFeathers BakaTheIdiot RatKing
It certainly seems old enough for the latter.
"I don't like seaside caves-" Leo said, in response to the earlier question Ymir had almost forgotten. It had been more out of courtesy really. She didn't expect complaints, and even Eiru hadn't mentioned needing to walk the whole way. "They have all the bad parts of the sea, like salt getting stuck in my hair, with none of the actual fun parts like the water and the sea breeze." Leo seemingly dismissed his own thoughts a moment later with a shake of his head. "I could be worse off though."
"I could make a sea breeze-" Ymir mused, gesturing towards the ledge with a mean grin. "If you would like a reason to continue complaining."
Eiru already wandered up the steps to the stone doors, her earlier exhaustion forgotten as she examined the ancient structure. Ymir wasn't overly worried about traps, given the witch's speciality in enchantment. Eiru was the most likely of them all to detect any hostile magic woven into the carvings, regardless of if she wasn't the most well equipped to defend against it. From what Ymir could see there weren't any physical abnormalities within the stone walls, though the hidden spaces to the sides of the door did give her some concern.
"What can you tell?" Ashitaka said, calling her attention away from Leo. Their newest member didn't seem bothered by the climb, hardly out of breath even after all the caves they'd been through. Ymir understood where someone like Nanalee's strength came from, but Ashitaka was less obvious. "Any idea where it leads?"
"...it's hazy," Ymir admitted, then frowned in realisation. It shouldn't be hazy. Not when it was so close. The general shape of the interior was easy enough to discern, but details beyond that remained stubbornly out of sight. "From what I can see it's temple-like in style. One large chamber with several pillars for support. There are... vents, I think. Inside the walls, but they're too small to use..." Certain structures had them to circulate air.
"Well, I hate to bring it up but wouldn't you say it's rather odd how well preserved these stone structures are?" Eiru came hopping down the steps towards them, arms spread wide as she continued with a carefree grin. "This is truly beginning to get more and more interesting! Wouldn't you say?"
"Interesting huh..." Nanalee drifted up the stairs to the entrance as she spoke, examining the solid stone. "I can agree with that. But I can't help but wish I had gained more knowledge or experience before going on a venture like this... How about we all just put our strength together and give that a try first?"
As in... pushing it open? Ymir's expression wasn't at all subtle in showing her thoughts. The doors were almost certainly solid stone, tall enough to fit a small giant, and not one of them were what she would call heavy lifters.
"I agree with Nanalee... Who knows, it might just work."
It did not, they soon found. No amount of pushing would made the stone slabs budge, but in the time they took to re-evaluate their options after, a change did occur.
"Uninvited guests... I see."
A voice like the distant waves spun around them, melodic. Not unlike the lilting tunes of the sirens. With a gurgle the opening to the vents above the doorway, shaped like the maw of serpents, began to spew water that followed the patterned grooves through the structure. With a sudden jerk and grinding rumble the stone slabs moved, sliding sideways into the walls as the air from inside rushed around them, crisp and cool.
"Come in then. There's a reason you're here no doubt."
The interior opened up into an expansive room, carved pillars winding towards the ceiling. All manner of sea life circled the stone supports, forever frozen in time, gardens of grey coral sprouting from the base. Shells and other aquatic decor decorated the lifeless hall, made of lackluster stone despite the intricacy of the carvings. The centrepiece was an amalgamation of sealife and coral surrounding the throne-like shell.
Not a single thing moved inside the hall, save for rivulets of water running down the walls.