So A Big Bird Told Me... [Maevia]

spirit sighting

Chvali
Spirit of the Ocean's Currents

➼ Surai Bazzi

   Maevia Inclemens

➼ quick to anger

➼ required for site plots to continue 08/12/2017

➼ height approximate

   City/Monument reference

There would be no answer. Nothing but silence would be Maevia's response before she herself would experience the same fate as the one before her. The mortal would feel the distinct sensation of a force pulling at her. Her clothing and hair would be the first signs that it wasn't just her imagining this. A pull. It grew more and more distinct, her feet eventually being forced to take steps forward. And then in but a blink of an eye the situation shifted, drastically. Just as Surai had been, so too would Mae experience a sudden suction at a speed that could take one's breath away.

The speed would most likely be incalculable, especially given the mortal's surprise. Fear was usually a factor the first time around. But given into account that the trip was a long one made up of thousands of miles both in distance and depth, Maevia would eventually perhaps find herself in the same mental standing as others before her. She might crack those eyes open from their tightly closed previous state to witness what was about her.

Though light would become lesser and lesser the further they were pulled, Maevia would probably catch sight of Surai in the far off distance. Around a seemingly odd tube that, if touched, would be discovered to merely be water. This was a sort of elemental magic. Powerful. Above Mae could probably make out the dwindling light of the surface the deeper they would be taken. Whales, sea turtles, -- a giant squid would be seen at one point a mere rock's throw away.

Complex rock formations, caverns and canyons, exquisite coral reefs. The darker the vast oceanic world became the more frightening the aquatic life would take on appearance. Strange creatures. Some perhaps not even cataloged within the mortal sciences above. Within the next few minutes whatever light beams were making their way deep enough to be valid were no longer able. Unless she produced her own source of technological light, she would be traveling in pitch black darkness.

And would for a while longer.

So long in fact that any baby owls would have calmed from their initial frights and have turned bored. Perhaps even sleepy. Much like a pet traveling by car after a period of time had passed.

Along the way Maevia may have witnessed a few suspicious lights portrayed by creatures of the depths, wishing to lure in their feasts. But the one that would eventually be seen, it was different. A crisp blue hue could be made out as her journey continued, noteably towards it. The strange current that served as the adventure's strange mode of transportation would suddenly dip downwards once they grew closer to the only luminous entity within the black world of the depths.

They were entering a cavern where in fact there was not but one light. No. Multiple strange orbs would light up the walled in atmosphere they had just entered. The speed of which the mortals traveled would slow down exponentially, allowing a more accurate viewing of the strange sights the scenery had on display. Under the seas, this far in depth, lay the ruins of an ancient city. The origins in mortal history or its name most likely never even heard of by the Information Broker. The stone city was one lost in time. Sunken by a vengeful deceased God and repurposed to house one of the world's most precious monuments.

Where as the rest of the city had become algae covered, homes for fish, there was one landmark that appeared untouched in that regard. A colossal sphere encompassed the entire monument, a watery protective barrier that rippled but never broke. Surai would arrive first, the speed having slowed down enough that it would be akin to a children's slide in a park. The servant of Irilys would enter the sphere with a gentility upon dry marble ground. Any excess dampness would collect into tiny glistening orbs in the air and would float to plop into the barrier, sending ripples outwards.

Maevia's exiting of the current would be less gentle. If would be downright impressive if Mae was able to land on her feet instead of being sent sliding on her bum a few feet. Where as Surai experienced a magical drying of any leftover water, Maevia would receive no such thing. She was a newcomer. A stranger. The majesty of the architecture and forgotten dynasty would not yet be able to be observed. It wouldn't be long before a dark enormous shadow would cross over them. A sign that the one who had brought them to this place wished to have a word.

The being would push through a hand first, water rolling down the fingers, each just a few short feet of being a long as Maevia's entire height. The skin, for lack of a better word, would be hard in appearance. The spirit's head would allow her face to then enter through the sphere. Yellow inhuman eyes would stare unblinkingly down to the mortals that had asked for her assistance. The being seemingly built of hardened corals would look down with a near palpable air of intimidation. "Who. Has entered. The holy place I protect?" The spirit's voice would be a strange concoction of tones due to the multiple thicker lungs that were required to live within such a depth of the ocean.