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Benedict Kaspin and Theresa ot an Bol'hjar

The continent was a very strange place.

As they moved out of Rockvale back into the forest, taking the path less traveled by, Ben and Theresa found themselves at the face of a vey steep incline. And I aint talking chicken and gravy, bitches. I'm talking like, an 87 degree incline. A steep wall of just... Stone going upwards into a tall plateau.

They also found themselves at the mouth of a particularly large cave.

"I dont like it." Ben stated, his arms crossed, glaring at the cave's entrance. Despite it all the cave seemed fairly well lit. Small crystalline structures could be seen along it's walls that actually provided light. And while he very much wanted one, he was still his regular stubborn and hesitant self.

"Ben there doesn't seem to be any other way besides climbing. And I don't want to try that yet. Not if this way is easier." Theresa retorted, shooting him an equally stubborn glare. Ben glared back at her harder and for a moment they stood stock still looking like they were about to kill one another. Suddenly, Ben's expression changed and he submitted. His head tilted upwards and his back slumped backwards, his arms hanging loosely.

"Fiiiiiiiine." he sighed, and Theresa's smirk was just as, if not more humiliating than any victory dance she could've done.

When they entered the cave, Ben broke off a crystal and held it upwards as they walked like a torch. The two were silent as they walked, Theresa seemed distracted, and rightfully so. The cave was beginning to look stranger and stranger. Artifacts lined the cave walls and as they came to a fork in the cave's path, he noticed that some of the dead ends they took were actually rooms. He held the crystal up to the cave wall and saw paintings and art. Framed and otherwise, was hung up or positioned in different spots. There was even a map of the cave system on one of the walls.

The one thing that that stumped him was that everything seemed perfectly intact. Old, but intact. The beds were ruffled as if they had been recently left. Some were made, cutlery in their sink equivalents, items that looked like they were recently in use. The only issue was the thick line of dust that lined every object.

No one had touched these items in a long time. It was as if everyone who had lived here had just... Up and left.

Eventually he came across a large room with an equally massive painting. One that sprawled across the cave wall. It was a picture of a mountain, but the tunnels depicted sprawled across like an anthill's. The painting depicted stick figure like drawing of the inhabitants going about their every day activities.

It was amazing.

Ben held up the light emitting crystal up to the painting as he looked closer for more details.

"Theresa,", Ben called. "Are you seeing this?"

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