Thread: Twists of Fate (Yuna & Alvis Alendran's 1x1)

Aowen Darksbane A few times she'd snuck up to get air, Aowen's heart sunk. Had she been seen? During the short seconds her eyes could see above the water, it almost seemed as if eyes had fallen upon her. But the actions suggested she was fine. Still, Aowen kept it tucked away in her mind. With how they'd placed the trap so well, she wouldn't put it past them that they had seen her but were waiting. The fact she had skipped fighting seemed to be helping her out a bit also. If she'd been in the frays, her body would have been too sore to go through with this. What was equally amazing was the lack of creatures in these waters. Most held at least one dangerous ... thing. But she wouldn't begin to complain aloud. She'd definitely take any and all of her blessings. A few times she peeked above the water, Aowen had almost sworn she detected .. cold? That made her frown slightly. Had she been led to a frozen abyss? By the time she got to the end of the crossing, it almost seemed like that literally could have been true. A shocked gasp left her lips as she pulled herself out, not wanting to freeze in the water. Shivers adorned her lips as she breathed quickly. Her arms held herself as they moved up and down. S-s-so-son ... of ... of a bitch! she whimpered, forcing her eyes to look around herself. This trek was becoming more and more realistically impossible. Even if she got past this cold, what would be next? Why was it even here in the damn Underdark of all places? This was so annoying and confusing. Even before her mind had finished thinking, her hands seemed to act. They moved away from her chest and pulled out what seemed like a normal bag out. After murmuring a command word, however, it expanded. As irritating as they could be, she was glad to have still gotten at least one bag of holding. There had been a few emergency items she'd hidden away. While this type of scenario hadn't been the reason she originally thought to purchase such a thing ... ah well. She was glad to have something. After finding a new change of clothes, Aowen began to strip, grateful that no one else was around. This would otherwise look so out-of-place but she did have reasons behind it. Staying in the damp clothes would make her much more likely to fall ill. And given she hadn't yet completed following the Drow, it would be bad to abruptly become sick if not worse in here. By the time she finished, it almost looked like she had never swam in the water at all. The only giveaway? Her still wet hair. But she could deal with that later. Once the last article of clothing covered her body, Aowen felt ... somewhat better. Not completely. The temperature around her was still incredibly cold. But at least the likelihood of becoming ill wasn't nearly as high. Now came the real problem had they gone the obvious route? She didn't see any alternatives. So it seemed obvious as to where she should go. Nodding to herself, Aowen began slowly walking forward, pulling the new hood up over her face. True, it may not matter soon. But until then, she'd keep any and every advantage she had. Compared to her pace in the beginning, however, Aowen had definitely slowed down. The cold hadn't exactly helped out nor was it doing so even now. In fact, she felt herself slowing even more, even thinking of closing her eyes. No .. she murmured weakly, refusing to take a nap. That 'brief sleep' could easily become an eternal one. And that ... didn't exactly appeal to her.