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The physical renewal during they're stay in Sol was well appreciated by all, but especially by one whiny brat in particular, Lesley. Even on their way down the mountain, he was cursing to himself and making fake crying noises as he stumbled along like he had lost the ability to walk upright. As soon as they were lead into their own separate rooms, he trudged in like a lifeless ghost and passed out before the maid even closed the door. A knock woke him up the following afternoon, his energy had been refueled from the day long rest he was able to get. The humans had been gathered up for a funeral and as soon as he found out who had died, Lesley couldn't help but break into tears, clutching onto Riley who remained motionless with a far away look in her eyes.

The following rest days were made much more sorrowful because of the loss and before he knew it, they were packing up to go the Forest of the Ancients.

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The hue of the sky was as dark as the rest of the forest. If one didn't look hard enough, it would seem that everything was the exact same color. Thank the Lord for these flashlights. The trees resembled mangled arms and hands, its branches posing as the pointed fingers, looking like it would crackle to life the moment you turned your back to it. Everyone seemed to be on there toes at every audible noise and rustle that made itself heard. Normally they'd be walking a good arms length away from one another, but the eerie atmosphere seemed to have placed a magnetic pull on the humans and guides, bringing them all together in a much tighter bundle.

Hugging his abdomen as they made their way along, two extremely creepy scenarios took place. First, a phantom gust tore their only map out of the guide's hand and blew it into the shadows. Second, their compass began to malfunction then stopped working altogether. It was like some sinister force was purposely causing them to get lost. Goosebumps sprouted up all over his arms from the chilly night air and the stress he was feeling from reacting to every little sound and movement the forest used to spook them. Beside him, he could tell Martini wasn't doing so well either. Her knuckles were white from clutching her weapon so hard. He was given the chance to interact with her during his time in Sol and he must say, he adored her so. She was a complete definition of 'fabulous'. A freak animal of some sort made a shrill growl at them atop one of the higher branches causing him to yelp and grab Martini's arm as she too inched closer to him.

"Omgee gurlll. I'm so scared ε=ε=(っ*´□`)っ. You better know how to use that giant fork of yours..." he said to her with a shaky voice, his head still frantically turning from side to side on the look out for any more suspicious activity.

[b]Avian:[/b] "Seen anything?"

"No, not yet and I'm hoping I never will (⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾ Д ⁽⁽ ⁰ ⁾⁾)," he replied to the question before yanking the dragoon into his and Martini's protective huddle. With one arm hooked with Martini and Avian trudging along side him, Lesley was able to to feel a lot more comfortable than he previously was. Scary things were never his forte and if he ever happened to watch a horror film, you could bet he was going to have a nightmare that same night. 

Meanwhile, Hakuren decided he was going to make some jokes while everyone was already on the edge. It was obviously not being tolerated by anyone right now as Avian snapped at him rather seriously, throwing the ice mage's comment right back at him. As of right now, they were definitely lost and even the guides had no idea where they were. It seemed as if they continually passed the exact same scenery every couple of minutes, but it was hard to tell since everything basically looked similar to the next.

Ace, who was oddly trotting at the front whilst singing a song, suggested that they mark where they've already gone and Jasper reached out to offer her a sharp rock to engrave the trees. Pausing on his own to inspect the current surroundings from where they stood, he asked Martini politely for her trident and also made an offering to Ace in an attempt to compete with Jasper's puny little rock. "Here, this should make a much more distinguishable scratch on the bark." He sounded confident, holding the three-pronged spear up to Ace, urging her to choose it over Jasper's dumb stone.

Suddenly, a pair of red eyes darted open on the trunk of the tree behind Ace at the suggestion of it being cut. Lesley shrieked as he dashed off, letting the trident clatter to the ground in front of Ace. \(￣д￣;)\=3=3=3