<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9b/Yulafractae.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Nothing and nobody dared to travel through the dark waters of Malrefesh, or so the legends went. The individuals who spoke of such things mentioned that the area once contained a majestic towers, one so magnificent that it drew the ire of the gods themselves. The gods were known for many things, but in legends such as these, subtlety was certainly<em>not</em>one of them. True to form, they disposed of this insult in a manner most grandiose, raising the mountains themselves and conjuring a lake to swallow the tower whole.  What was once a proud tower was now nothing more than ruins and a temptation, a shadow of its former glory.<br/><br/>"Aaah, it looks like I'm already challenging the numbers, doesn't it?" Yula smirked from her seat in the simple boat she'd come in, calmly paddling the one-seater through the murky waters.  The kitsune was easy enough to mistake as a human, if one didn't notice the ears resting upon her head, semi-buried beneath her own hair.  That lustrous mane fell down to her hips in two distinct segments, just barely reaching past the point where most of her dress revealed skin.  It resembled something someone would wear to a dance, practically reeking of high society. The entire thing was the color of shadows and roses, with some armored segments of the same color protecting her, or perhaps they were only there to taunt an opponent. One more strange accessory graced her body, an odd veil of sorts attached to a half-mask. The mask spanned the area from her lips to the top of her neck, with flowers of red and white playing the part of decoration.  Peeking out from below the dress was a bushy tail, a dark grey like her ears. Finally, her piercing blue eyes, currently focused ahead.  A<strong>clunk</strong>signaled that she was approaching the tower, the sign of wood on stone.<br/><br/>"What the gods do not see fit to stand, they see fit to destroy." She muttered to herself, two slender fingers coming to rest on the rapier at her hips, an ornate weapon she was all too ready to use.  Many questions plagued her mind, but from her point of view, it would serve as a way to waste some time.  There were others like her, other Delvers, but this was a mission she'd taken alone.  After all, she was curious enough on her own. More members would only mean more to look out for.  This little trip of hers would sate her curiosity, and answer the rumors that there was some manner of treasure waiting for someone foolish enough to seek it out. If there was, she'd find it, and kill who or whatever was guarding it.  Such a deed would travel far and wide, and that was the real prize to be had here. The secondary prize would be this treasure she kept hearing about, some manner of orb belonging to the great sorcerer, Malrefesh.  "Ah, enough daydreaming..." She yawned loudly, tying her vessel off nearby a huge stone arch, maybe some manner of window or balcony at the top of the tower.  The clacking of her shoes against the stone floor below her feet was the only unnatural noise to be heard as she began investigating, noting a number of rotted papers and  wood that was useless at this point.  Some manner of chart was there for her viewing, but as much as she enjoyed watching the stars at night, she was no reader of star charts.  The next thing to note would be the other windows, but given her surroundings, she doubted those would be of much use to her.  That left the deep hole in the ground, which Yula could only guess would lead into the tower proper.<br/><br/>She couldn't be too careful, however, so with a gentle wave of her hand, a tiny cerulean flame burst into life next to her, illuminating her face in an eery blue glow.  A few more gestures would ensure that the magical flame hovered just below the surface, illuminating a small area of the hole while she investigated the immediate areas once more, feeling the stone, searching for any important papers, and finally, peering into the hole below to try ascertaining how deep it was. Granted, it was nothing some rope couldn't fix.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Not sure how many rolls I can make at once, so Discern Realities it is</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2016-05-03 03:46:58, ThatOneShrroth (uid: 53474) rolls: 2d6a1 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=88238)  Oh dear...Welp, she messed that up, somehow.</div></div>