Chilfo Freeze
Emma Jean Stone
Feelora:
Her legs were getting a bit sore; the group hasn't stopped to eat or rest in a while. They couldn't stop though. They had to keep moving to keep their blood circulating through their bodies.
The group reached what looked like the smoothest rock in the mountains. It had to be the rock that the dwarves mentioned. Markings protruded and caved into the rock, and Feelora grazed her fingers over them. She looked to the others.
"The dwarves just said to say 'open', right?" The markings then confused Feelora as she studied them a bit more. "If that's so, I hope it doesn't have to be in a different language. I wonder what this says..."
Her legs were getting a bit sore; the group hasn't stopped to eat or rest in a while. They couldn't stop though. They had to keep moving to keep their blood circulating through their bodies.
The group reached what looked like the smoothest rock in the mountains. It had to be the rock that the dwarves mentioned. Markings protruded and caved into the rock, and Feelora grazed her fingers over them. She looked to the others.
"The dwarves just said to say 'open', right?" The markings then confused Feelora as she studied them a bit more. "If that's so, I hope it doesn't have to be in a different language. I wonder what this says..."