With her wooden crafted Cello, Octavia attempts to strike the sticks together in an effort to make a fire. As she does so though, only sparks seems to emerge; the sticks seem to be too damp and moist. After a few minutes, she simple gives up with the useless method.

Mind set: Aggravated, worried. 

Physical State: Increased Cold with patches of numbing tissue, entering near zero body temperature and increased heart rate. 

Visibility: Null. 

Thoughts: Cold, running out of time, systematic mental simulation of immediate outcomes. 

—-What should she do next?—-

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As the ever darkening night falls upon her, Octavia evades her glance from the sky, to the ground in front of her. Instead of well lit terrain she was expecting, she stood still for a second as she noticed that her view was encased by darkness. She had only a few feet of visible space, and many surround places dotted around her vision were simply black voids of nothingness, covered by the dark night. Her small illuminating cube was not bright enough to light a pathway, but she could clearly see that there was some kind of opening in front of here, what she presumed was the on the hill that she just walked down. With the enough eye squinting, she was able to make out what looked like another 2 or 3 openings within this large opening, although she couldn’t be sure.

The Night was cold, and her body was begging to drop in temperature too, she could crawl into the even darker cave and gain some warmth and investigate what she thinks are tunnels, or she walk around the rock structure, risking the cold, and possibly a dangerous fall.

Mind set: Calm, But Confused

Physical State: Cold, Tired

Visibility: Low

————————What should she do next? ————————     

With the purple cube floating in front of Her, Octavia proceeds to lightly poke it. The cube stays in the air, and nothing really happens. Except Octavia feels small amounts of magical energy jump to her hoof, and spark an odd sensation in her spine, like a mild chill.

It seems the sun is also setting, she has not thought of a way to accurately tell the time, for all she knows the days here could be a lot longer than she is used to. While the thought crosses her mind, she is reminded of as few hours ago when she came into this existence, she found it strange that when she awoke, she did not panic, or even seem to question the circumstances. She can’t explain to her self why this was the case, she just knows that mind just simply ignored that part, and seemed to move on as if it was destiny.   

 Perhaps she should find another way to figure out the use, if there even is one, of this thing….

With another powerful throw, Octavia launches a second pebble into the blue rock. On collision, a piece of the rock breaks off and begins vibrating furiously. Before she can even react, Octavia is impaled back the rock, sending, what feels like a burst of magic right up her spine, and threw-out her entire body.

In an almost instant pass of time, Octavia is lying on the floor, with her eyes shut. She, at this moment in time, is just trying to mentally recover from the situation.

So, with Octavia lying on the ground and her eyes shut, covered in the dirt and twigs, what should she do next?

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To Octavia’s surprise, playing music seemed to have had an effect on the rock. As the tunes of “Song of Storms” flows through the air, the rock seems to have reacted with the music, and begins to burst into a flickering glow. Until after a few seconds, the flash dies down and the rock looks to have turned blue, and with steam emanating from it, as if it was cooling off.

Well, whats the next move for Octavia?