prologue ♔ and see the world hanging upside down

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The Cave - Mumford & Sons

WHO || Snow White, Aurelius Greyfire, Edain of Maikwit
WHAT || Snow White arrives in this world
WHERE ||Lascaux Caves, France
WHEN || Late April, 2013, 6:00PM [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

When Snow wanders out of the fog, she'd immediately notice how the chill seems to cling to her - probably because she would be able to tell after a moment that she's within the confines of some kind of cave. There's a torch set in a holder against the wall on the far side, where she can make out a number of paintings, mostly animals depicted in a primitive but beautiful style.

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[ as they get closer, she can make out one of the voices - young and male - shouting back to whoever he was with. ]

I'll scout for the other entrance. I thought I saw something when we passed this way! [ it doesn't take long for him to round into view in the flickering light: a particularly slim young man with light brown hair and large green eyes, he also sports pointed elven ears, visible with a 12 or higher spot check. he wears a shortsword strapped at his hip, but beyond that his clothing is rather modern - a t-shirt, jeans, and black boots. snow sees him before he sees her. ]

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[She can hear them more clearly now, one voice in particular ringing out above the rest. The approaching voice isn't as hostile as the ominous echos had led her to believe it would be, but still, she takes in uneven breaths.. in anticipation of being discovered by this stranger who, realistically, could have any sort of intentions. By now, she's moved slightly away from the light, hoping to hide herself long enough to have the chance to see what she is up against.

Then, she finally spots him in the dim light. It is much too dark to make out fine details, (spot check 9) but her eyes have adjusted to the available light well enough that she is able to get a visual of his basic features and attire, the flickering torch light causing his green eyes to glow bright as he inches closer and closer.

If it weren't for the sword at his hip, she may have let her guard down to some small degree, but a few more agonizing seconds pass before she can bear the silence no longer. She takes her stance, bow at the ready... not quite drawing back an arrow, but prepared to at a moment's notice.]

W- Who's there?

[It comes out as something of a whisper, but if he was really listening, he might have realized right away that he's not quite alone.]

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[ he seems to somehow realize he's not alone before she even speaks, looking around with sudden suspicion... and his head swivels towards her voice when she finally does. his hand moves to the hilt of his sword, as he instantly straightens. ]

I might ask the same of you.