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[Entering]


Imryn looked around the room after coming out of the portal, a little surprised that it seemed she'd gotten there first. She couldn't stop a small grin from creeping up on her face as the familiar sights and smells greeted her. There was so much to be explored yet, though not much time to do it in. Maybe they would be able to sneak off and see what kinds of secrets were being hidden here as well...

((Entering))


Alex was following close behind Yin, but like Mort the wash of heat and the sight of holy jack in hell lava[/i], had made the zomboil stumble to a halt, eyes widening. He very quickly decided he hated death a million times more now, and was shifting backwards, ready to turn and just go back through that portal back to the other room once more. Surely Yin would understand, right?

But no, he couldn't do that. He could be braver then this. He had to be braver then this! And there was no way in hell he was leaving Yin now, not after they were just reunited and not when he looked as haggard and awful as he did.

So, he took some slow and very heavy shuffling steps forward, his feet barely lifting off of the ground. He was quite obviously frightened, or at the very least, incredibly uncomfortable, as he slowly made his way to Yin's side, then reached out to grab one of the boils hands, hoping the weremantis wouldn't mind.

{entering}

Returning to the Death clan was quite pleasing for the ghoul. Her smile lifted at its corners upon arriving, looking around to see that all was still in tact. Except her eyes were drawn to the three other portals that lead to the other isles. How curious... Petting Endy along her wings gently, her attention turned to Joachim, smiling sweetly to him, "What do you think, Joachim?"

It must've been nice, Mort thought as Yin and Alex followed behind, to have a special someone to hold onto even in this delay. Better than to be in internal turmoil like he was, much as he ignored it. Of course, Mort wasn't really aware of how much the boils had gone through, and what was yet to come - on the surface, to the zomboil, they looked pretty much like a good couple. Lucky, even. "Good, almost all here," he commented as Ev came next, smiling at her and the familiar boil she spoke to; Mort recalled seeing this Joachim at the Scarentines, with the bird-boil Ulmuka.

All smiles, even with the terrifying heat and lava. Because swag. Swag didn't fear anything. Speaking of having swag, looked like Bella's response was here!



Sure, it didn't have the grammar he normally made sure of, but lava, man. His hands were a bit fumbly. Someone called his name as he put the phone up, and lo and behold the little mouse guy from before was here! "Rafe!" the zomboil called, catching his enthusiasm as he beckoned him over. "Good timing! Can learn lessons n' swag, travel group through Death. Meet people." He reached over and clasped the smaller boil on the shoulder, turning him to the emerging group.

"Groupies, meet Rafe! Prospective, good forager."

((Entering))

The Reaper replied as she stepped out of the portal behind Imryn. "Oh, no, I meant the one on War... it was near the observation point." Even just talking about it was making the ghoul uncomfortable, and glad all over again that they were not going to the treetop village. She could do without seeing again what she had seen in that odd tunnel and the room at the bottom, and she'd been too upset afterwards to return and see if it was still there.

Mitzi looked around, taking in the room, which was... odd, to say the least. Not unpleasant, just strange. "So, what is there to do here? You said you'd show me around, I'm holding you to that," she joked, even as she noticed Alex and Yin had come through ahead of them, and gave the boils a quick wave.

"Hmm... No, didn't see anything on War either. Maybe that's why we were kept so busy?" she mused. It was possible that someone had found out about it and changed things up for the second week of visitors... never knew with the Horsemen. Despite enjoying the overall theme of the Death isle, Imryn still didn't feel comfortable enough to relax completely while here... especially after what happened with the Trials.

"Well we could check out the Library, or the Forge area... I didn't check those out when I was here last, so it could be something new for the both of us." she replied. "Not sure if we can go and see the lesson area from last week. That was fun though, making stuff."

"Maybe, that might be it. Just, after seeing it... I think you were right that we shouldn't trust the Horsemen." She still could remember the weird hallucinations down there, and the carving of a group of Horsemen dismembering a human... just like Imryn said the Hunters had dismembered her.

She was just as happy for the change in subject, and latched onto the subject of where to go. "Why don't we start with the forges?" She really didn't care that much about libraries, but if it was something she ought to see, they could always go there next.

((Exiting with Imryn in Kat's next post))

Immediately Mort wanted to say the forges, because forges and alchemy were awesome. But at the same time they sorta had a decent-sized group, which he didn't want to crowd and cram. Because that wasn't swag, that was stupid. He shouldn't be paranoid now, but a delay when someone like the Horsemen were in charge, it just didn't settle right in what remained of his stomach.

Best keep moving, he figured. Less crowded places preferably, even if it went against zombie nature. But hey, he had his "horde" so to speak. Even if two of them consisted of hungry gazes and nervous mumbles respectively.

"Temple sounds good," he said a bit loudly, hoping to break off whatever was going on between Rafe and Yin by pointing out the structure, followed by a reassured pat on the short boil's shoulder; he supposed it was a good thing one of Yin's hands was preoccupied by Alex, like a minor leash. "Could find good read r' somethin', right? Lead way on, Ket!"