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[ gods, tighnari hates the desert..
or, to be fair, he hates the heat. there are many things about the desert itself that he does appreciate. it's beautiful, its endless gold and scarlet sands rippling like water, the sky above stretching wide and bright blue, and there's a surprising amount of life to study. the plant life certainly isn't as lush as in the avidya forest, but it still exists. it's scrubby and hard, and is no less valuable than its rainforest cousins. the oases in particular are lovely.
but they've found no oasis this day.
tighnari is quite grouchy. he's stripped down to his sirwal and clingy undershirt, and all but drained his waterskin. despite the sun protection he'd slathered on his fair skin, he's sure he's burned nonetheless - the desert sun had been relentless, beating down hard. by the time night falls and the air begins to cool, tighnari's mood is at its absolute lowest. they pitch their tent in a hollow of stone, and tighnari sits down hard, rubbing at his sore ankles with a scowl. he's plenty used to spending long days running and hiking, but moving across the steep sands is a whole new level of difficulty.
why in the hells did cyno bring him out here, anyway? tighnari absolutely adores him, there's nothing he would not do for cyno, but this certainly tests his limits. later, he'll be ashamed of his behavior, perhaps once the chill of the night has finally set in, and he no longer feels as if his brain is bubbling in his skull. ]
How is it still so hot?
[ .. because the sun has barely gone down. ]
or, to be fair, he hates the heat. there are many things about the desert itself that he does appreciate. it's beautiful, its endless gold and scarlet sands rippling like water, the sky above stretching wide and bright blue, and there's a surprising amount of life to study. the plant life certainly isn't as lush as in the avidya forest, but it still exists. it's scrubby and hard, and is no less valuable than its rainforest cousins. the oases in particular are lovely.
but they've found no oasis this day.
tighnari is quite grouchy. he's stripped down to his sirwal and clingy undershirt, and all but drained his waterskin. despite the sun protection he'd slathered on his fair skin, he's sure he's burned nonetheless - the desert sun had been relentless, beating down hard. by the time night falls and the air begins to cool, tighnari's mood is at its absolute lowest. they pitch their tent in a hollow of stone, and tighnari sits down hard, rubbing at his sore ankles with a scowl. he's plenty used to spending long days running and hiking, but moving across the steep sands is a whole new level of difficulty.
why in the hells did cyno bring him out here, anyway? tighnari absolutely adores him, there's nothing he would not do for cyno, but this certainly tests his limits. later, he'll be ashamed of his behavior, perhaps once the chill of the night has finally set in, and he no longer feels as if his brain is bubbling in his skull. ]
How is it still so hot?
[ .. because the sun has barely gone down. ]