There is a benefit to a natural cave, they are usually carved by water of some sort and because of that can be relied upon to still have some water in them (not from the carving you half wit, sorry feeling a little fiesty). All of this to explain why I would A. Go into a cave, and B. Not expect to die horribly (not that I didn't expect to die, but you know thats my usual, when I get up to pee in the middle of the night 50/50 shot I worry I'd die). Thankfully the cave wasn't that deep (I say thankful because any deeper and something horrible could be in it), it was actually just a natural spring that looked like a normal traveler stop. There were tracks in dirt and a little wooden area with a pump for getting the water.
Why the idiots at the compound didn't build their compound over here by a damn spring? I'll never know, though I had walked what I felt was a long way (in the thirst madness I have no idea how far I'd made it). I did drink until I threw up because I was that thirsty (I heard you can kill yourself with water, water way to go, YOU LOVE THESE YOU KNOW THAT!). I was in the midst of recovery when I heard foot steps in the soft sand coming into the cave, I readied one of my pistols hoping that the round in the chamber would actually fire (again I had no guarentees). It was mid day outside so the light spilling into the cave was enough to show the woman in white who had entered. She was dressed in light clothing (befitting the desert like outside), it would have been transparent if not for the layers (so no cheap oogle moments, look I'm a man I have needs DONT JUDGE ME!) Her hair was white and waving, not wavey, but waving, it flutered in a non existant breeze, moving almost like snakes. It was the hair and overall whiteness of her skin that had me almost wondering if I wasn't having another hallucination.
"Curious." The voice reverberated in the cave like she was speaking through an amplifier, loud enough to almost hurt my ears.
"Not actually my name, but sure you can call me curious if it makes you feel better." My voice was cracked from having not spoken very much in a long time, also probably from age.
"A broken man from Ronerawth, I have to wonder if you are here to destroy the evil plaguing this place or join with it." She guessed Ronerawth from my accent, I personally feel I don't have one, but I guess everyone from the area does, especially in the lands of the east.
"None of the above, I care little about whatever is going on here, just here for one man." Yes I'm that selfish, I would doom an area to damnation even if I could help, which I don't feel I ever really "help" anything. The creature (because even I'm not stupid enough to think it was a real person) moved in flicking motion, one moment she was at the mouth of the cave, the next right in front of me. It was then that I became aware the only reason I knew it was there with me was because it wanted me to know.
"Do you know why things are the way they are here?"
"Nope." She tilted her head, I kept my revolver steady even though I suspected it would do little against her.
"You know nothing of its lands or its troubles and yet you came here seeking a man inspite of that?"
"That's about the long and the short of it."
"Curious."
"Still not my name, but hey I kind of like the sound of it." Have I mentioned I'm an ass in the face of annihilation? She ran a hand over my face, her skin was ice cold despite coming from outside. It started as a caress but she halted halfway through and got a sour look on her face.
"Necromancer." Her voice picked up a shrillness that vibrated off the walls and did hurt my ears. I smiled, previous this creature was thinking of me as some kind of curio, now it saw me as something else.
"Not currently, its what I'm hoping to fix." She withdrew, flashing to the front of the cave like a piece of cloth in the wind.
"You'll die here and do the world a favor." And with that it was gone. I got a sense I just angered something better left to not knowing of my prescence, but you know me, thats not how I roll! I figure by the time the world is consumed by a ball of fire, I'll be the cause of that having finally pissed off something even I couldn't take down by luck or circumstance. And I'll be laughing the whole time.
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