Carla
"Hmm"

*Ariavata would join Yakaiyo and would awkwardly walk backwards with all the grace of someone who spent about a hundred and a half years barely ever walking until about a year ago. He would seem rather unconcerned about his imminent death, moving into a position as if prepared to fight the wall.*

"Maybe today we give back to the cycle too"
Ann
Their short companion remained near following them like a lost pup with the sorriest expression written upon his rather rounded features, it had been something he never intended nor wished to bring toward another. In which the boy took comfort within his ancient traditions praying toward a deity others' may perceive as cruel instead treating as if it were a kind benevolent soul, gifting them a bundle of white lillies he often plucked from the soil for his mother had told him once no matter where he may carry the gentle buds a garden would flourish. One which would become a splay of life it held far more importance toward him than he let on, only once he heard Yakaiyos' response would he glance upon her his expression turned into sheer befudlement. 

"O'course we should t'wouldn't an elder understand that simple of her will...? Tis cruel to act like some foaming wolf and leave them be the least we may do is depart them with wishes for a safe journey upon thee bed of their final slumber." For someone of his age he seemed to perceive the woman as his elder someone whom should know better than what she presented him, it was an affront toward his beliefs to even question grieving for those whom had fallen in combat even if they were their enemies. However such matters would be soon cast aside as they stumbled right into a perilous scenario one which would pluck the impulsive creature right from the depths of his sorrow, oh how simple it was for his mind to shift focus. Fithoras' iris's

Jerked to and froe he seemed to gift the encroaching darkness a smidge of light glowing through from his chest, if one looked upon it what lay beneath seemed to be some jagged crater set into his body... Lest if he was hiding a light beneath his cloak. His heart begun to feel as though it were already being crushed by the walls themsleves he shirked off any form of reason and immediately begun to run about scouring for an exit any form to depart his soft voice pitched out with panic upon the behest of Ariavatas' less than comforting words. "Nay Nay Nay! W-we shant naught yet... Surely there tis yet a way we may squirm through thee cracks, if thee walls shall dare to punish me for m-mine... Actions I must refuse fore we promised granny we t'would see this through, there tis much else to delve into yet ther aught to be a way we aught t-to naught tarry lest if we yearn to be akin toward pita bread!" Without so much as rhyme or even logic the foolish boy shouldered himself against the wall attempting to shove himself against it in attempts to push it aback, his voice was clearly shaken terrified by the idea he would perish here this was meant to be a *Fun journey* Whatever happened toward that innocent notion he pronounced earlier? As he shouldered against the imobile wall with as much strength as he could muster the youth grunted toward his companions, he doubted simply standing as the walls plainly stated would solve anything... It wasn't like he doubted them no it was far more he was a smidge too dense to quite understand the logic."Grazing like a herd of wooly sheep shant aid us here... Surely there tis more we aught to enact! I-it couldn't ever be that simple could it?"
Cathy
Assuming that Fithora was pushing against the brick wall, he was the only one not moving. The others who were moving backwards while staring at the wall simply vanished into thin air. Fithora was left alone in the hallway with no one left inside to support him
Ann
Fithora carried onward upon his pursuit urged by the wish to see all which still awaited him within this foreign realm, there was much to see beyond the thickest of forests and toward the talles of mountains which urged a sheltered youth to at last live a life he had never received before. It took far too long for him to be able to roam the realm upon his lonesome to truly know freedom without the restriction of his family holding his leash taught, there were still things right here he wished to witness fall into fruition to achieve that kind elders final wish. A person whom had gifted the boy something so simple a embrace yet she had little idea how much it meant toward a boy adrift at sea, lost to never quite be amongst those few which truly cared for him. He had carried their lessons toward a land filled with people whom seemed to not carry their merciful beliefs it was strange for him nor could he quite understand some of which they spoke.

Though he spoke his companions didn't answer he was distracted as he was literally smashing his body against the stone wall he was as stubborn as the very thing he shoved, but it wouldn't give no matter how long he kept scraping his bare feet along the stone floor. If anything Fithora could be set within his methods and seem bent upon one course of action it was a barrier within his mind, yet the sheer insufferable silence was far too much to bear he knew from their recent interactions these people seldom spoke. However they did at least usher something before the youth would attempt to garner their voices, his own bumbled off a nervous giggle. "Though art jousting with me art you naught, thee feilds art naught something I hath been missing upon all thee

Passing seasons... Art they?" Believing they took his joke a little too seriously except his voice only bounced off of the walls an echo, emptiness it was then he would at last peer behind him they had vanished out of thin air. Whatever could have occurred? 

His face twisted into that of disbelief easing himself from the wall as he begun to pad his feet forward peering toward the celing across the stone floor, for a trace of them only they were completely gone. Had he

Missed out upon some form of detail or was her suggestion true he wasn't sure and the wall was closing in around him, what Fithorad did wasn't entirely purposeful he begun to walk backward hoping to bump himself into the adjacent wall, seeking to simply curl up against it he was nervous and didn't know what to do except follow her advice even if he doubted it. All the while he tried to discover where his companions were or at least comfort himself by shouting outward no matter how futile it was."F-fellows? F-friends... Anyone at t'alll where hath you departed toward, this tis naught a jolly jeer I don't like it naught a faex at all now emerge." He cursed as he felt the walls begin to press in upon him his head ducked downward as his hands trembled, he could see something again the blue sky set before his eyes' a beautiful tullip peaking from the edge of a chasm. The world felt as though it were falling all around him, but as he reached out for anything he realized he had no hands to ease himself from his fall if what he did by pure accident worked. Fithora may very well bump right into them as he kept trying to recluse himself from his eventual fate.
Cathy
The wall pushed Fithora, rolling them on the ground as they fall through a hole in the ground. They crash into bones and stone, bruising and fracturing some bones. Not too serious, but it was QUITE painful. 

After a few moments, Fithora would find themselves falling out of the sky, crashing onto the platform that Yakaiyo and Ariavata sat on. Specifically, on the hard stone floor. There was an audible crack 

``2 Medium Injuries (1 Fractures, 1 Sprain) 1 Mild (Bruising)``
Ramon
"So, should we wait for-Oh my god! Are you ok? What happened?"

*As if on instinct, Yakaiyo quick rushes to the obviously hurt boy's side, a bright blue bolt of energy fired at him, healing him. Can't have injured teammates.*

*What happened? Did Fithora not immediately follow Yakaiyo? It's probably how he got hurt. Oh dear.*
Ann
Before Fithoras' horrified features he felt as though he were no longer here within this moment, instead he could feel the ground slip from beneath his toes the faint blue sky hung before his vision slipping from his grasp helpless to plunge deep into the meroceles depths. His hands were amiss no longer there for a brief moment his mind regressed backward recounting those faint few moments which seemed to suspend him within an unending nightmare a fear of falling, it all felt so real as it had before what he heard what he saw before the curtain fell and all that he was slipped away. Except it was far from fantasy he was falling through a pit down into the depths of this dungeon he had literally bounced off the walls for neglecting to plot or even think before he acted such a foolish child to be shrouded within the fantastical tales of legend, he would soon be reminded of a harsh lesson he had learned a time ago. One which he was far too dense to accept for some reason he shirked off the ugliness of the world preferring to cling upon what splendors were present, perhaps it was comforting for the ancient Macen. 

His throat locked around him like a vice not a sound broke from him as he was thrown against what seemed to be the end of his punishment, fracturing his ankle and a few toes only to lay there for a mere second. Enough time for the boys' lids to flicker. Glancing his pupils about only to see boney fingers reaching out toward him their jaws agap as though they were still screaming in agony, it was enough to ward him aback a little he tried to hobble upward yet found his footing lacking once more as the rug slipped from his feet falling upon his right arm

Before his companions'. Fithoras' foot was askew bent awkwardly as his arm he had landed upon sprung a fountain of what appeared a spring of orange juice, only it was yellowish and gave off a staggering sent of sap it was then his voice would croak. "Awugh..." The youth wouldn't spring to his feet his whole body seemed cold shivering before the duo, an expression petrified upon his features a look of agony twisted with terror. He practically gazed right through them as he stammered "P-plungeing... Plungeing naught away to keep mineself from being consumed by its' maw... N-naught a soul near fore all hath parted, w-where hath mine hands gone? I..." The boy babbled he seemed to be rather shaken by the whole ordeal, it was strange how he thought his hands were no more yet they were still connected toward the gauze which kept their peering eyes' from knowing the truth of his forearms. Fortunately Yakaiyos' soothing tendrils of light would stiffle his pain easing him with her presence alone, he begun to blink rapidly lazily reaching an arm to try and shake his head loose from what delusion had played before his eyes'. Realizing it wasn't night they weren't set within a forest he was here with them. "Prithee do naught part like haunts within thee night... I t-t'was uncertain by how you came toward that idea, but t-tis naught mine place to question those elder than I. T'was mine and mine alone that this happened... Was it naught? J-just promise you shant depart once more." He begged her reaching out a hand to clench upon her shoulder as if she would simply disappear again, he still hadn't understood the entirety of their rather simplistic puzzle and worried they would simply disappear on him again.