by SALSAlys » Mon Jan 12, 2004 1:34 pm
Jarvik hurried in after Autumn, setting the grate over them as he breathed a sigh that sounded somewhat like relief. He brushed his hands together briskly, and Autumn noted that his hands appeared to be more translucent than they had been previously— like glass, almost.
Now that they were below ground, Autumn noted that the chill was much less pronounced, although it still wasn't comfortable, by any means.
They were in a room with smoothly chiseled walls of stone, on which were pictograms of upright lizards, who appeared to be venerating an immense flame and some elaborate pictograms of skulls. A dizzying array of corridors branched out from the room, and a dusty, reptilian musk permeated the air. Each of the hallways was built far too small for Jarvik, and presumably the others of his kind, unless he were to crawl. However, they were still large enough for Autumn to pass through without worry.
"These are the halls of the Scaled Ones," Jarvik said quietly. "They required heat as well, so their quarters should be somewhat more comfortable for you until I can contact my own people."