[into the forest they go, the group of four initially sticking close together before sizhui suggests that perhaps they should fan out.]
Remember your signal flares, just in case. We'll meet back here.
[the other two split off rather quickly but it's lan jingyi who lingers longer than he needs to, mumbling about how they should stick together in case they can't handle whatever it is alone, but with sizhui's reassurance, he finally departs, leaving him standing alone in a thicket of trees. he glances around first, examining his surroundings, taking everything in before he decides to start moving, that way he can know where he has to return to once they figure out what it is that's haunting the place.
with sword in hand, he makes his way along the small path, pushing out his qi in an attempt to sense if anything is nearby, but to also perhaps entice whatever it is that's been skulking about into coming to him. demonic cultivation or no, he's as prepared as he can be, with the knowledge that he knows how to handle things himself, though if necessary, he can call upon his fellow clan members for help as needed.
after a while, sizhui does stop to take a break, placing himself atop a bent tree that's perfect for sitting. he heaves a sigh, slightly disappointed that whoever (or whatever) it is hasn't shown themself just yet, but he's determined to not give up so easily. they've only just begun, after all, and who knows what might happen when they're all split up like this.]
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Remember your signal flares, just in case. We'll meet back here.
[the other two split off rather quickly but it's lan jingyi who lingers longer than he needs to, mumbling about how they should stick together in case they can't handle whatever it is alone, but with sizhui's reassurance, he finally departs, leaving him standing alone in a thicket of trees. he glances around first, examining his surroundings, taking everything in before he decides to start moving, that way he can know where he has to return to once they figure out what it is that's haunting the place.
with sword in hand, he makes his way along the small path, pushing out his qi in an attempt to sense if anything is nearby, but to also perhaps entice whatever it is that's been skulking about into coming to him. demonic cultivation or no, he's as prepared as he can be, with the knowledge that he knows how to handle things himself, though if necessary, he can call upon his fellow clan members for help as needed.
after a while, sizhui does stop to take a break, placing himself atop a bent tree that's perfect for sitting. he heaves a sigh, slightly disappointed that whoever (or whatever) it is hasn't shown themself just yet, but he's determined to not give up so easily. they've only just begun, after all, and who knows what might happen when they're all split up like this.]