Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150726225807/@comment-27226023-20150804232312

Calli had been trying to subtly spook Quinn in some strange teasing manner. But Quinn being Quinn, who had full trust in Calli, wasn't effected by this in the slightest. She had full knowledge of Calli's personality so there would be no way the coyote girl would intentionally lead her into some unforseen demise. Calli herself wouldn't never dream of doing such a thing either.

Calli just wanted to scare Quinn so the cute girl would cling to her but she kept forgetting that Quinn was fairy brave.

When Quinn stepped in Calli was sure to close the doors behind her. A sure sounded clack was heard as the lock clasped closed again and the doors locked behind them.

None of Calli's friends had ever been down here, underneath the cathedral or even to the cathedral itself. Well, except for Lyallie Badwolf who held similar appreciations for the darker aspects of life that Calli was so enthralled with.

Calli took a deep breath, inhaling the stale air of wet dirt and minerals. There was a long pause as Calli enjoyed the silence for what it signified in such a place, as if time itself had frozen. Then she spoke.

"This place use to house a coven of witches who practiced necromancy. They used the bodies down here for their experiments. That door is able to lockusing magic but it's been ages so the enchantments have worn off. So...I embedded it with my own little magic touch so it only recognizes my sleight of hand. It's like...an imprint or something," Calli explained.

She walked around, her fingers lightly grazing crumbling statues of old kings, warriors long fallen. There were some tombstones as well with ancient inscriptions of forgotten languages most of them elegant elven writings.

Coyotes made a presence here as well but they were unusually silent. The only noise made from them was the light tapping of their unretractable claws on the cold stone ground. They would stare down Calli and '''Quinn. '''Even so it seemed like they weren't even acknowledging their existence, looking right through them as if they were ghosts, their yellow eyes periodically flashing in the shadows.

"I actually come up here a lot, to think about stuff and just explore. It's really nice despite the history behind it...then again for me that just gives it more appeal."

As Calli spoke the sound of her voice, despite being soft spoken, still reverberated off the walls which were lined with hallways that lead into more rooms. They looked like gaping mouths wide open since the candles that once lit their pathways have long since expended their wicks.

'((Sorry if this is uber long Mamo. I've had this idea for a long time. Also apologies for gross spelling errors...I get to typing and sometimes don't even check grammatical errors))'