Sifting Sulfur [Grima & Rhys]
ToaLabyrinth2021 Team Valley Event Thread Starter for @fellblccd
No cause was lost, in the eyes of an optimist. Rhys was truly being tested with fire on this expedition. He’d acclimated as best as possible for someone of his constitution. He’d gone with only his simple outer robe instead of several layers and had tied a cloth around his forehead to stave off the sweat and the misery of wiping at his eyes in such heat, certain that the very atmosphere was an irritant.
But whatever it took, his teammates needed him. His duty was the health and wellbeing of others, for whatever they may need assistance with, It was the least he could do.
He wandered into the wastes, partner nearby. Almost of their own accord, his eyes squinted as he peered out at the charred land, surveying the bubbling lava and the drab earth around it.
“We’ll have to venture further to find anything. I take it all the monks have picked the closer areas clean. Uh, is that okay with you?”
Rhys turned to his companion. Tall, well built, and intimidating for reasons beyond him. He’d never found anyone in his own party to be particularly menacing, bulky and towering over him or not. Maybe it was the extra eye markings on his face under the other ones. Not a tattoo design Rhys himself would ever choose... but he endeavored to not judge. His eyes flickered to his companion’s hand, where a mark of a similar color was visible.
He knew little of those who were Branded, and their heritage was none of his business.
“Sorry. Which way should we go? I don’t see anything yet.”
