<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Rabi Peaks Descent (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yYPSw3X4gjc)</span></span></strong><br/><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/14/Ariaportrait.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/28/6f9ed83246a59cf194152c8d9c08284d.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">  <strong>Spirite Guide Aria</strong> <br/>  <span class="bbc_u"><strong>Mystic-class 24/5/1/10/3</strong></span> <br/>  <em>Elusive, Forest Friendship  </em></div><br/>Aria's gaze snapped to Ryder as soon as he spoke. She was still floating, but now seemed to be doing slow cartwheels like somebody in zero-gravity. Legs crossed, the eccentric redhead alternated between various states of orientation, flipping from right-side up one moment then upside-down the next, with her generous cleavage curiously following along. The ice in the area had completely evaporated already, leaving only the dusty, dry heat of the mountain once more. A wind kicked up a slew of sand as if to serve as a reminder, knocking one of Aria's strange plant creatures off its feet.<br/><br/><em>'I mean, uh... the giant behemoth in the sky? Or the gigantic ice creature? A lot has happened in the last few minutes, so its a little hard to process which it you are asking about.'</em><br/><br/>"Astal, Astal obviously!" Aria replied in sing-song, her eyes level with Ry's. She floated upside-down above him with her long red pigtails dangling down in front of his body. If she was any closer, her breasts would be resting on his head.<br/><br/><em>'Okay okay okay! Hold on… We just wound up climbing down from a very tall mountain and accosted with questions, but we need answers as well.'</em><br/><br/>"The great ice spirit! He's one of the four great spirits~" She cheered, while float-wheeling away. Meanwhile, the yellow bird had managed to find a resting place on Farren's shoulder.<br/><br/>"You're not from here, travelers," she began knowingly, now sitting in the air across from Madison. Right side up for once.<br/><br/>"But you might find that you belong!"<br/>A short pause.<br/>Then, in a more serious tone, Aria continued to speak.<br/><br/>"You have been called,"  she looked around, "For each of your own reasons. Your voyage has only just begun. That's what the spirits tell me."<br/><br/>Aria extended her legs, finally touching down on the ground. Stretching, she gave the traveling trio one more look over.<br/>"Aria is my name. And I'm hungry. Let's depart!" She exclaimed, extending a fist in the direction she came from.<br/>She began walking down the mountain, her gaggle of creature friends fell into a line behind her, heading towards the unknown.<br/><hr/><br/>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/8e/333.jpg) (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c1/85361.jpg)<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Lymsa's Cove (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iw5n9KHLtEA)</span></span></strong><br/><br/>The seaside port town bustled with the chatter and laughter of innumerable people. Lanterns and streetlights burned ever-bright throughout the day and night. The street was lined by merchant stalls as far as the eye could see, down to the pier. Selling all kinds of wares from trinkets, to gear, to food, Lymsa's Cove was a buzzing hive of activity. Everywhere you looked you could see people cheering or drinking, everyone celebrating the bi-yearly Tempest Festival- an extravagant, week-long party that attracts travelers from all over. People lined up to try their hand at minigames, for a chance at prizes. The aroma of perfectly roasted, caramelized meats, fried golden-brown fish, and the sweet scent of caramel coated desserts filled the cool night air. It was hard to take more than ten steps without being offered a large pint of ale, a drunken toast, or some shady proposition. In the midst of all the action, the Treasure Tavern welcomed guests all night, though locals generally stayed away. It's 'food' was questionable at best, and the inn was more well known for being a seedy den of drunks, escorts, and underground dealings.<br/><br/>The Cove itself was made up of many different houses built atop platforms. Wooden paths winded all throughout the town, connecting the different areas. Below some areas was a clear, beautiful water that reflected the moonlight. In the center of the town, a larger strip of land hosted the main area of the Festival. Further down was the pier, a darkened area that had been closed off.<br/><br/>"Come check out my wares!" Cried a merchant nearby. "Everything you could ever want!"<br/><br/>"Delicious food, only here for another few days! Try our famous Verrune Chicken, the mage's favorite!"<br/><br/>A cascade of loud groans mixed with cheers erupted at one of the nearby minigame stalls. "Nice try folks, better luck next time! Who's next to try for our great prizes?"<br/><br/>"The Tempest Festival is here," Aria explained. "The piers are closed twice a year for the Tempest, it's like this biiig storm that nobody can cross, so everyone has a big party instead! Also, any guide services through the mountain will be stopped until the Festival ends tomorrow, so you're stuck here."<br/><br/>She skipped ahead, before turning around and shuffling back towards the trio. "You should enjoy yourselves! I'll give you this." The strange girl handed over a small cloth pouch, filled with all sorts of assorted trinkets and random junk.<br/><br/>"If you have any questions, I live up there. Got it?" She grinned, pointing her index finger at them like a gun. Her entourage comically tried to imitate her.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 8pt;"><em>Item:</em> 3x[Aria's Trinkets] – Metals, rocks, assorted junk. Mostly junk.  </span>