<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/BNiFDzR.png)<br/><div align="center"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td></td><td><div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Maya (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=276392.msg13585293#msg13585293)</div></td><td></td></tr><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>Group:</strong> 1</div></td><td><div align="center"><strong>HP:</strong> 21/25</div></td><td><div align="center"><strong>XP:</strong> 4/8</div></td></tr></tbody></table><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center"><strong>Wearing:</strong><br/>Chestplate, hip-armor, leather boots and gloves<br/>(+3 armor)</div></td></tr><tr><td></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><br/>The day had gone so-so, but their camp-site was at least alright. A comfortable place to sleep and... Not that much else, but there was a nice place to sleep. It wasn't the most secure location, but the surrounding bushes would have to do. The statue was a curious one, it looked strangely out of place. It was in the middle of nowhere, and it had seemingly been there for a while. Surrounded by moss, in the middle of the forest. Perhaps a temple made of gold was hidden underneath it? Most likely not, but it would've been nice.<br/><br/>Sparrow seemed to take the optimistic approach, thinking their day hadn't been that bad. It was nice to see he was keeping his head high, but to be fair... It hadn't been that great. Their fight had been less than smooth, and the one real target they set themselves was a dead call. Chains was missing, and the only thing they'd found were some dogtags. It was nice, sure, but it was nothing to grow old on.<br/><br/>While the others started some chatter, she took off her armor-pieces, leaving them by the foot of the statue. It was strangely pleasant to be involuntarily stripped as she was. Gloves and boots stayed on, but beside that, nothing but her birthday suit. She fished out a sharpening iron from her bag and started to work on her flail, slowly working out the small dents in the steel that the various swings had caused. The moss was soft and nice to sit in, it wasn't so dry it became tough and pointy, but not so wet it could be felt either. The perfect impromptu bed in other words. She crossed her legs and placed her weapon between them. She nodded for Mei to come over, smiling at her.<strong>"Still stuck?"</strong>Maya asked, looking at the bee-frame. She didn't like bugs, not one bit, but knowing it was her sister tossed aside most of those feelings.<strong>"I'm sure tomorrow will be a better day,"</strong>she stated, picking up her weapon and holding it up to the moonlight that bled through the foliage, inspecting the edges.<br/><br/>She put it back between her legs and continued working on it.<strong>"Not my proudest day, but I guess that goes for most of us. Feels weird fighting things that just want to fuck you and aren't out for your head."</strong>She chuckled a bit. The flail was lifted back up and she checked it again before putting it aside, turning to her shield to see if it needed any attention.<strong>"But it's a pleasant change, makes me feel a little less tense. Not like I'm not giving it my all, but I don't feel the same level of... Urgency I guess. I'm sure it'll get worse when we get further down, but... Now at least, I'm enjoying it, exploring what is probably the last uncharted place on earth"</strong>