He should never gone into the mountains, he had heard the warnings but not followed them, he pulled his cape around him all he could hear was the faint dripping of water, he shuddered, it was so cold in here, he looked around there were hundreds of spider webs every where, some giant spiders had attacked him he could still smell the stench of there rotting corpses from here, but he killed them then loads of them came out of the darkness and chased him into this dreary pit, he looked around again noticing they had stopped following him, he heard a noise coming down the cave his imagination was going berserk it could be anything, he drew his sword and prepared for a fight, he wasn’t going to die in this dank cave he had a whole life ahead of him.
Lyle entered the caves with one sole mission: Cross through the caves and make it too Talche'el. She had come from the Swamp Of Shadows, looking around for a new home. The forest was become fuller, more and more outlaws and demons moving in to her hideout. What Talche'el offered she wasn't sure, but what she did know was that anything was better then where she had jus came.
Infact... She thought aloud. I could live here. Its dark, everything i need. Sure, the spiders would get tiresome, but they are nothing i cant handle. Her advanced sight aloud her too see things in the dark that normal eyes could not. Dead spiders, FRESH dead spiders, that meant some one was here.
I should make a noise and make my arrival known she thought to herself, eyeing the jagged rocks around her carefully. She kicked a rock hard with her advanced strength against the cave wall, and the sound was surprisingly not as loud as she had hoped, the rock crumbling too fast on impact. Scurrying. The air become thick with the stench of the 8 legged beats scurrying towards her. She braced herself for them, then decided on a new plan.
Pulling her cloak down for a better line of sight, Lyla climbed atop a stalactite and hung suspended in the air. The spiders with their primitive mind, hurried past her, totally unaware. When the sound disappeared, she jumped down silently and advanced, but stopped once again when she caught the sight of a man stood before her, sword out. Human, she identified immediately, and her stomached tightened with his scent. Although Lyla refused to feed on humans, she still hungered for them, and his scent was maddening in this tight cave. Spotting a dead spider close to her heel, Lyla dived like a animal, sinking her fangs into its plump centre. She wondered curiously if the human could see her she was fairly far back, but not far back enough for her taste.
Wiping her mouth with the cloak, Lyla braced herself, getting ready too meet this human. She inhaled, and took a large step forward, putting herself into his line of sight.
“Hello. My name is Lyla, please lower your weapon, I mean you no harm." She spoke softly, trying not too scare him, her golden eyes open wide, pleading.