Status: tired | Location: Obara Outskirts | Company: Anja, Mars, Suvia
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⠀ The mage looked the cave once over. It was carved into a craggy hillside, one large enough to be recognizable from a distance, obscured but not hidden by the sweet-smelling trees common around Obara. It didn't look particularly deep , but he couldn't see the other side of it from where he stood, the shadows cast from a violet sky in the late evening. The low lighting made this a pretty reckless spot for a battle, but he supposed those were the cards dealt by the situation.
⠀ Dosha looked at his group and quietly spoke. "Alright. Are we ready? If I stop touching this, the effect will fade quickly, so be prepared to fight if I hand it off."
⠀ He waited a moment for everyone before nodding and walking into the mouth of the cave. "I have brought your tome. Archive's 'so-called friends' would like her back now. Show me she is still with you!"
⠀ Dosha was holding his staff in his right hand with the book in his left, tucked under his arm. His electric aura gave off faint sparks that were noticeable in the dark, but too small to illuminate anything. His eyes did him little good here, so he closed them to try to feel anyone out with Sense. He could tell there were several living things here, but pinpointing them in this cave with it was akin to digging through dry sand to find the shape of something. Until they approached, he couldn't do much but wait.
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