The Bad Luck Demon|Flux

[Skittlebug]

Thistle grins, he'd been thinking about doing that himself. He follows along the wall carefully, keeping an eye on the visitor, until they reach the gate.

[Kender Bard]

It takes a little while, but the visitor finally arrived. So heavily swathed in clothing, it was difficult to make much out about him (or her?) save that he had silvery white hair and eyes that had almost a reddish tint to them.

"Hello!" Kura greeted energetically. She remembered a line she'd heard her mother use on new visitors and was eager to try it out herself. Throwing her arms out wide suddenly and 'booming' in a suddenly dramatic voice, "Welcome to anar- AH!" Her sudden movement had dislodged her footing and her foot slipped out from under her. She tumbled off the wall to the snow below.

[Skittlebug]

"Kura!" Thistle yells out as she falls, leaning over the edge of the wall, the stranger forgotten for the moment. "Are you all right?"

[Kender Bard]

Kura groaned. Why? Why did this always happen!? She'd have been pissed if she wasn't so dazed. Fortunately this time, like last time, the snow had helped break her fall. She got up, shivering. "Fuck!" she shouted in rage.

The stranger next to her gave a small chuckle. She glared at him. "It's not funny!"

He spoke, though it was muffled from all the clothing he wore. "You are a priest. Can't you get back in?"

Rather than admit she wasn't sure, she stuck her nose up. "Yes," she said and pushed the gates open but hesitated on entering. "You first."

The man laughed some more.

Frustrated, Kura looked up at Thistle. "Go get an adult please."

[Skittlebug]

Well, swearing means she was okay he guesses. He turns, but as he does he looses his own footing and ends up toppling over just as ungracefully as Kura had. Once he extracts himself from the snow he grumbles, rubbing his side. "It must be slippery up there or something."

He looks from Kura, to the visitor, to the gate and a thought strikes him. "Isn't there a bell out here or something?"

[Kender Bard]

"Oh yeah," Kura agreed. She helped brush snow off Thistle a moment before looking around, finally locating the big rope that was used to ring the bell back at the temple. Grinning, she grabbed hold of it and gave an energetic tug--

And it broke off. She stared at the frayed end of the hempen rope in her hand in horror.

[Skittlebug]

Thistle stares at the broken rope, taking a moment to process this. "It broke?!"

[Kender Bard]

"It broke!" Kura confirmed in a panic.

Misery was growing bored with the human children. They were amusing but he was rapidly exhausting what could be done unless he could get some other people involved. "Don't you young priests have a duty to escort guests?" he asked with a touch of impatience.

[Skittlebug]

Thistle doesn't like it, at all, he looks to Kura with a frown. "Without the bell we'll have to go in anyway I think."

[Kender Bard]

Kura did NOT want to go in but Thistle had a point. Without a bell there wasn't a way to let someone know to come out here and it wasn't often a full priest made the trip for nothing. She inched closer to him and took his hand. "All right," she agreed reluctantly. "Come on." Steeling herself, she stepped past the gates into Flux proper. Immediately the fog of the area seemed to rise around them, inducing a disorienting feeling. Kura hadn't felt that in years; her breathing quickened with nervousness. Behind them Misery strolled in after them. The gates swung shut and disappeared to the fog.

[Skittlebug]

Thistle holds on to Kura's hand, feeling protective as soon as they hit the fog. "We'll protect each other." He says quietly as they pick a direction.

[Kender Bard]

"Right," Kura whimpered. She looked around, not seeing any obvious way through the fog. So. That answered her question; although she wasn't sure if she was supposed to be seeing anything in particular. Perhaps it was less visual and more of a gut feeling?

That in mind, she selected a direction to start walking in. The longer they walked, the more the fog thinned out until it afforded them an area of clearness, swirling around at their ankles. Here they could see the decrepit buildings, discarded junk, bones. There was a shuffling sound nearby, like feet dragging on cobbles.

"Boo!" Misery suddenly exclaimed near her. Kura squealed with fright and clung to Thistle, her eyes closed. Misery laughed in amusement.

[Skittlebug]

Thistle jumps as well, but quickly scowls and turns toward the man, his free hand clenched into a fist. "Why would you do that!"

[Kender Bard]

"Fun," Misery answered simply. Kura glared as well and from the way she balled her own hands up, it seemed that guest or not, she would teach this man some manners.

But, then, a brick was tossed at the three of them, narrowly missing Thistle's head. Kura jumped again and spun around. "Someone's around here!" she exclaimed, a bit unnecessary. "Stay back!" she shouted into the fog. "I'll set you on fire!" She let embers flick from her fingers, hoping that would intimidate whoever was throwing bricks.

[Skittlebug]

With another glare for the visitor, Thistle builds up his own flame, watching the fog. He couldn't let Kura get hurt, he shouldn't have agreed to come out onto the wall in the first place.