(Edited 2021-02-22 23:38:03)
Fleeing from Ichorrai had not been easy for a multitude of reasons. The first and foremost being that Arthur had to leave behind his home, a tower he had rebuilt brick by brick a few centuries ago. The second being the struggle of relocating, not just the emotional toll but the physical toll. Arthur had collected many things over the years, be it items of interest, tools to aid his research, or simply the hundreds upon hundreds of tomes he and Percy had written by hand.
But they had managed, with the help of dedicated members of Icarus' Eye. All of Arthur's belongings had been loaded onto a boat and soon after they set sail for Immitheus.
Upon arriving, it was time to search for a suitable place to call home. Hopefully a tower similar to Arthur's old one. Change wasn't exactly easy for him to handle.
Rue's journey was luckily aided by the help of her relatively newly adopted Rike, whose sixth sense and surefootedness helped her make it across many of the old roads. Honeysuckle kept watch over her and the small group she traveled with hesitantly. Despite her hesitance, Immetheus still offered knowledge she couldn't turn down.
Soka was...an odd one, to say the least, but his somewhat-mysterious abilities proved quite useful. The chimoraa lent his talents for astral projection to scout out buildings that seemed less stable, and with his knowledge of architecture was able to warn others away from those that might collapse, and guide those more mechanically inclined in stabilizing those that could be salvaged. No people or animals were harmed in the making of this settlement.
Ramsys touched down in the outer edges of the old ruins. This place, regaining life after so very long, was... odd to see. But he felt like this would be the best place for him. Running information back and forth between the two sides was a dangerous game he was playing, and he knew that, eventually, he would pay for it. But he longed to understand, he needed to know the true motives behind the two... not that he had uncovered much. They held as much distrust for him as they did for them. And now a true battle was brewing, one he could not involve himself in. He would not choose a side, and it would be ever more obvious that he held no loyalty. So instead he came here to give him an alibi. Besides, he may find something interesting.
After touching down near the old ruins of Immitheus with rook, the duo both master and companion were- skeptical fo this place. Gull with ease drops down hard on his knees though as Rook gives a low rumble in its throat which Gull gave a gentle rub of the Vexmyth’s flank before walking off studying everything.
This ought to be some place truly. And it’s time to make a small settlement here for either it’s much hidden lore or for a new safer home within this rising war of tensions.
Veraiddhel dismounted from his trite, Serreis, as they reached the ruins of Immitheus. Serreis stamped her feet and hissed in protest, ever the mother-hen, but a soothing gesture from Veraiddhel quieted her, and not long after, his mockhund, Ellyra, arrived as well, following their trail.
They set off together, falling into step with Serreis slightly behind Veraiddhel, her head almost casting a shadow over the small leyr, and Ellyra slightly in front, sniffing around and occasionally alerting to odd scents. The group had lived in the wilds for a long time, and knew how to keep safe and protect each other.
(Veraiddhel, MYO-046, is the one searching, with Ellyra, CMP-041, helping scout and Serreis, CMP-040, mostly just hovering protectively.)
Lo'ahm doesn't really understand what all these people are doing at Immitheus suddenly. They spend the vast majority of their time in the wilderness in the company of animals and plants, and the goings-on of civilization are a mystery to them. The group of refugees appearing at the ruins are the first they've heard of this war between Ynochrin and Ichorrai. Nevertheless, they want to help, so they delve into the old, forgotten parts of Immitheus and look for anything useful to the newcomers, with the help of their little leerling companion.