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Yipes struggled to walk away from the brunken circle. IT took him a few times but he finally managed it. Only to stagger back into the story telling circle in time to hear a story about an earthquake.

So that was why he was feeling so dizzy. Grabbing, though it more of a falling, onto the pae telling the story, he tried to pat her back. It may have been her ear. It may have been her chest. It might even have been nothing on her at all. She wouldn't stand still long enough for Yipes to get a fair estimation of where she was at, so he wasn't exactly sure of what he was trying to pat..

"I hates those durn..." He paused, trying to think of what he was talking about. "Oh yeah! Earthquakes. Nothing ruins good pottery like an earthquake." he told her, followed by a big goofy grin.

As the female spun her tale, she hardly noticed the very strange -and obviously very drunk- pae floundering around her. That however, was quickly remedied. When she stood in her tizzy, a rather...colorful pae bumped into her side. "Wha-" Pat. Pat. Her eyebrows shot up as his hand went a little lower than her backside. More specifically, his grip had managed to find her derriere. For a moment, she simply stared at him as a blush slowly rose to her face. Tick. Tick. Tick. "Why you little...!" Everything seemed to quiet in that moment, making her sudden roll of laughter all the more shocking. She threw an arm around Yipes shoulders. "Faun right? I'm guessing that from the antlers on your head. Can't say I'm fond of earthquakes either after that day!" A cheeky grin spread across her face, replacing the earlier red. "And a bit of advice...May want to wine and dine a lady before you go about touching them like that. But that seemed like an accident, so you'll just have an I.O.U. with me." Erylia had the twinkle in her eye back, finally finding some fun after all of her unluck.

He blinked at her once, twice, a bit wide-eyed and at a loss for what to say in return. Danori wasn't used to congratulations or really people talking to him in general. He tended to stay outside of the Tree as much as he could, having not yet lost his distaste for such cramped quarters. In fact, he tended to avoid others in general. Too much noise and activity.

"Ah, it's alright," he managed, clearing his throat when his voice came out a bit raspy. She wasn't weird, or really all that overbearing. Danori just legitimately was not sure how to react to someone engaging him in conversation. Sitting up, he glanced around at their surroundings upon hearing her question.

"Change of scenery, mostly. Haven't been up this way yet, and thought it would be best with a group rather than risking it myself."

Not that he was particularly adverse to risk, but there was risk and then there was stupidity.

"Yourself?"

Wild Moon smiled at the other teen that had joined them, giving a short shy kind of wave before directing his attention back to Nightwing in the ring. However, the Night Guard had lost, but Wild Moon found himself smiling still. It was a good match... even for arm wrestling.

However, his attention was diverted with the mention of food. His tummy gurgled a bit and he blushed, covering it with his hands as if that would stop the sounds echoing out towards the others... but then stories began being told. Some caught the teens attention, some didn't, but when Nightwing stepped up to tell a tale he was vaguely familiar with, he stopped to listen.

Once it was over, he shook his head and laughed. "Thats.. not quite how my mom told it." he chuckled. Of course... Princess Luna was known for being a bit over dramatic herself, but she did mention one thing that the teen remembered. He lowered his voice and spoke to a whisper to Sweetie Bell and Nicky. "Mom said he had to spend time in infirmary and she was short handed on guards for a few weeks after." he snickered quietly so as to not let Nightwing over hear. As far as Wild Moon was concerned, he had every right to revel in his version of glory.

((Rolling to see what Fraise got in her bag))


Thank the Guardians the group was still there! Fraise huffed and puffed as she ran to the group. How did she get so distracted? And late! Oh how late could she be. Well, they could have been half way up the mountain by now. That would have been late late. As it stood, she was only late.

She slowed down as she got to the campsite, looking over at what the group was doing. Drinking, fighting, setting up tents, telling stories. Oh boy was she late for everything. Well, before she did anything there was someone she had to find. The pink angel began scanning the group for the naiad she had asked to come here with. She at least wanted to talk to him first before the night was over.

After all the celebration last night, it was a wonder that the Solamir Fairies were so active ... so early.

Sure, it was daylight before they were up and getting ready to leave, but the sun still rose fairly early at this late summer time of year. They barely seemed affected by the celebrations of the night before, despite how late they had carried on or how much they had imbibed. That may have not been the case for the Pae'il, on the other hand, who did not have the miraculous resistances that the Solamir magically seemed to have in their possession. It was early, they had celebrated all night in some cases ... if they had managed to successfully make their tent after all of that, they might have woken up a bit groggy.

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Teigra

Wolfs Heart

It was possible that Nightwing and Daring Do did not even notice the handcrafted medals that had been placed in their packs. The Solamir had done it while they were asleep... or ... trying to wake up, perhaps? When Daring Do in particular woke up, she would notice that a rather hearty breakfast was made for her. Perhaps they were big fans of the story she told the night before?

((Note: Some of the food may be maintained in the pack for later.))

The Solamir were not there to let the Pae'il relax, though, and any Pae'il who chose this trip should have known that from the moment they read the brochure. This was not a trip about relaxing experiences or time on the shore or wimpy adventures through the jungle, this was about living in the mountain, off the mountains, through the mountains, and sometimes, that was about always pushing forward, even when it was early.

Eventually, they managed to get all the Pae'il up with their banging and their shouting and their outright moving ahead--those that didn't get up after a certain point would find themselves running to catch up; thankfully, they had a map.

It was a bit of a hike uphill, and if they missed breakfast--wait, there was a morning meal?!--some of them might have found themselves growing a bit tired by the time they had reached their destination. That was alright, though, because once they had marched on for an hour and a half, they stopped a bit further up the mountain, one of the Solamir immediately moving to set up a small fire and a small pot hanging atop it. It seemed that they were going to be remaining here for at least a little while.

If a Pae'il was afraid of heights, looking down was probably not the most advisable move, though they were not terribly high up just yet. They were still closer to the clouds, though, and the air had grown thinner and colder. Oddly enough, it felt like there was an updraft coming from lower down the mountain, pulling up towards the clouds and leaving them with a rather annoying cool draft, but it was not terribly significant, and after an initial observation it was probably not terribly noticeable.

For most.

The Solamir Leader--or at least, the leader of this particular expedition--amethyst in hand, moved to address the Pae'il, looking around at the environment once more before he began his formal announcement. "Welcome to what we call the Lower Mines. We are not terribly high up," at that, he laughed, finding some level of humor in where they were located for whatever reason the Solamir found things funny. Perhaps, in this case, he was laughing at the fact that a few of the Pae'il did not seem terribly fond of where they were located already.

"We're going to be here for a little while, so we've settled to take a small rest here. You are free to remain with those who are staying outside... but I think it would be more advisable to take advantage of our location and go into the mines! There are some fascinating things down in those, and I would think that you adventurous types," he snorted, "would be fascinated by what is down there!"

Letting that sink for a no more than a few seconds, the fairy grinned. "Onwards!"

Sunny Jones blushed she could not believe how bad her story was Compared to Daring. Hard to explain to others the voices that she hears and not have other treat her like she was nuts. She went to bed before she could make her self look like more of a fool.

The next morning Sunny was one of the first pae up. It was a habit that she had picked up during her adventures. So she was already up when the Solamir were waking up the others she was packing up any of the stuff she had taken out of her bag. Making sure to get breakfast and then she was ready for the hike. Again it was not that hard for her although she felt a little sorry for those who had come on this trip thinking it would be easy.

Once they stopped Sunny listened to the explanation the mines sounded like fun to her actually it was not like she had a real choice she could hear the voices telling here to go there. She automatically pulled out her lantern already guessing it would be dark it was a mine they were dark, unless it was not like any she had been in. Sunny got to the mine and tried to listen to the rules but the voices were getting louder even with her hat on. Although when she heard that some went in and did not come back she wanted to laugh. Once they were let lose Sunny lit her Lantern and fallowed the spirits directions.
The had been walking for what seemed like hours seeing strange things on the ground but noting out of the ordinary. She started to wonder if the spirit even knew were it was taking her when she came upon a rolled up piece of parchment next to pickax . The spirit seemed to quiet down as she picked it up and carefully unrolled it seeing what looked like a map of the layout of the caves. "I hope your happy now because getting back is going to be a pain in the a**." She placed the map in her pocket and grabbed the pickax this could some in handy she could use it to mark were she had been hopefully she would find her way out.