Post by Lustian Wilhelm on Aug 30, 2022 9:19:53 GMT -5
With everyone having gone about their separate ways Lustian let Alessia go back to doing her work for the church. Everyone seemed to part, and Lustian thought it was for the best, besides family bonding could always be revisited another time, as for now, he figured he'd get some training in thus he made his way down the ornate hallway, making a turn toward the north of the estate, going through large wooden doors until he reached the mining area. Tossing on a hard hat something he hated because it messed up his hair, but was essential for his safety in the minds he entered one of the magical carts used to transport family members, tools, and ore alike.
Willing the ruined enchanted mining cart to head forward, the speed of the cart increasing it to move as fast as he could. Lustian found himself gripping the side of the mining cart to stand straight and brace himself against the wind friction that had assaulted his body. His hair whipped back and he found his lips parting from the influx of air as if he was pushing his broom to the limit when flying. His eyes wanted a bit before he was finally able to get a firm stance, placing his hand over his eyes to keep the air from assaulting them any further.
Lustian found himself beginning to enjoy the rush of the fast-moving cart. He let out a holler of laughter. Then with a quick lean forward straight tunnel before turning to the right at a fork in the tracks, the mining cart simply shifts in the direction with simple direction whether that be given through command and mana control.
After going into the fork in the road he hit a quick left entering a crossroads, the oak beams that lined the mines and lanterns tilted downward as the tracks consistently were set up in what seemed like a box-like formation, save for the fact that it was, in fact, round less the wheels fall off. He continued making consistent lefts for another 10 minutes. Eventually, he would come to a long pathway, and soon Lustian, would get the sensation that he was falling as he raced through the mines, the mines would open up into a large dark cavern barely lit by runic wooden beams.
Few lanterns adorned the walls and the oak wood turned to that of ebony wood that seemed to only add to the dark air of the pathway to the training room, the tracks runes being one of the only consistent sources of light as he continued making his trip to the training area.
[exit]
Words: 441
Total Word Count: 6,113
Willing the ruined enchanted mining cart to head forward, the speed of the cart increasing it to move as fast as he could. Lustian found himself gripping the side of the mining cart to stand straight and brace himself against the wind friction that had assaulted his body. His hair whipped back and he found his lips parting from the influx of air as if he was pushing his broom to the limit when flying. His eyes wanted a bit before he was finally able to get a firm stance, placing his hand over his eyes to keep the air from assaulting them any further.
Lustian found himself beginning to enjoy the rush of the fast-moving cart. He let out a holler of laughter. Then with a quick lean forward straight tunnel before turning to the right at a fork in the tracks, the mining cart simply shifts in the direction with simple direction whether that be given through command and mana control.
After going into the fork in the road he hit a quick left entering a crossroads, the oak beams that lined the mines and lanterns tilted downward as the tracks consistently were set up in what seemed like a box-like formation, save for the fact that it was, in fact, round less the wheels fall off. He continued making consistent lefts for another 10 minutes. Eventually, he would come to a long pathway, and soon Lustian, would get the sensation that he was falling as he raced through the mines, the mines would open up into a large dark cavern barely lit by runic wooden beams.
Few lanterns adorned the walls and the oak wood turned to that of ebony wood that seemed to only add to the dark air of the pathway to the training room, the tracks runes being one of the only consistent sources of light as he continued making his trip to the training area.
[exit]
Words: 441
Total Word Count: 6,113