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[wipeout1024]

Rajita eyes open wide, before settling into a somewhat tense smile. "Wait, seriously? I would be honored to accept this invitation." She motions towards everyone else. "Would you all be interested in joining me?"

[armach]

"If you're going, I'm going."

[~Neri]

"Separating the group would be a poor choice at current time. Me and mine will accompany."

[WillowLuman]

_{"Frankly I'm nervous about what might happen if we didn't"}
Misgivings. Apprehension.

"Far be it from me to refuse the polite invitation of royalty." Resalth glares (as only a dragon can) at the footsoldier who spoke of him.

The Traveler, who seems to be remaining unusually quiet, simply shrugs.

Jaden seems to be hovering between Titus and Espada, as if hoping not to be seen.

"I am honored by your acquiescence, your Highnesses. We shall now escort you and your followers to our camp, and the presence of Our Lady."

[~Neri]

Concern mirrored. "Unit Titus, please think before speaking in the presence of this Anomalous Group. Demonstrated behaviors and abilities by said group are Concerning and due to the nature of how xenos think, minor things have the potential to set them off. I do not think a combat scenario would end well."

[FallacyofUrist]

"Lead the way, then."

[armach]

"Trust me, I've been in this type of situation before. I can handle myself."

[WillowLuman]

The six footsoldiers surround the group in a formation, and the mounted warrior takes the fore. They set off, keeping to the edge of the stone debris forest (not quite venturing out into the more open spaces), making their way... well, cardinal directions were a bit hard to describe without a good frame of reference. If the point where they entered the great circular valley had a 6 on a clock face, they were now heading towards the 3.

They walked for a long, long time, mostly in silence aside from the laughter and occasional singing of their escorts (which the magical could hear constantly), passing occasionally by the signs of other battles, with evidence of myriad strange fallen combatants. Getting closer to where presumably these beings had based themselves, certain... signs began to appear more and more often. First there were occasional silvery vines seen clinging to rocks in the otherwise utterly barren landscape. Then there were remains of unknown creatures and machines seemingly arranged in unusual patterns. Eventually, dipping deeper back amidst the stone pillars now, there were even patches of pale, seemingly glowing grass, and little shrubs and trees composed of similarly pallid vegetation.

One such tree boasted decoration: there seemed to be an organic carcass strung up amidst its branches, opened like a dissected subject and its insides pulled out and tied around like garlands.

[~Neri]

((May as well nudge to move things along. P sure we need more player input people, post.))

Koi scans, anything of note? Any spacial fuckery?

[WillowLuman]

((AAAH HOLY CRAP. But gotta just keep moving ))

Nothing seems spatially out of place, until the group begins to move back into the stone pillars. The silvery grass and vegetation grows rapidly thicker, until ahead the desolate gravel gives way entirely to a pale carpet. And past that point, spacetime just seems to... end.

[~Neri]

..Koi stops walking at the edge of the event horizon and recommends Espada do the same, relaying the perception to them.

[WillowLuman]

The precise line seems to be marked by a ring of small mushrooms.

The warriors around them begin to giggle as those two stop in their tracks.
Haha! See how they hesitate!
How funny!
How quaint!
How like a small dog that beholdeth its own image in the mirror!


Resalth, standing in the middle-rear of the line, notices them stop short. "What is it?" he asks quietly.

[~Neri]

"An Event Horizon without a singularity accompanying it."

[WillowLuman]

"Ahead?" He looks there for a second. "Concurrent with that ring, perhaps?"

[~Neri]

"Correct."