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It took almost five whole minutes before Éta realised they were no longer in Myras City, it took an extra two minutes on top of that to realise they were kneeling on a murky cold floor, and was definitely not on their way to explore Avvar mountains, like they had planned in doing so this day for a couple of hours. Thirdly, they had realised that some wack as hell magic had sent them way off course and into an unknown territory, something that Étaoin was very cautious of doing, although they did sign up for that notice that was pinned to the board in the districts Myras had. Something about dungeon diving or other, that a guild needed a few helping hands on. There was a reward in the end, and some things just never changed for Éta because soon enough their name was down on the list.

Rubbing their arms, Étaoin quietly cussed at them-self for the choice of clothing they were wearing, although it wasn’t really their fault on that, considering that the weather was a little more warmer in Myras today. The black turtleneck crop reached to their midriff, whilst their lower half was covered by their usual go to skort, the shorts stopping mid-thigh, just showing off the branding that they so much liked to cover. Headband firmly around their head, holding those stubborn unruly green strands in place. Though they were dressed like this, that didn’t mean that Éta didn’t take a jacket or anything along with them for nothing, after all they were meant to be exploring a mountain range before this mishap happened. Right they had a jacket, it would be a smart idea to put said jacket on.
Lifting themselves to their feet, dusting off their clothing, pulling their hooded grey overcoat on, Éta glanced around the area they had been magically transported to once again, their purple gaze taking in what they could see, which was not much considering how dark and murky it was. Eventually their ears began to pick up small echoes coming from another area of this murky place, blinking, and without even realising Étaoin’s barely covered feet, sighing to themselves as they glanced at their poor choices of footwear. "Footless socks. Really, what were you thinking Étaoin?" Well it was too late now to go and change their shoes, not since said poorly covered feet were taking them towards these new echoes.

“Hello?” Pausing when they saw the other three people, blinking in a little confusion. It wasn’t like Étaoin actually paid attention to who had requested the help, or who was probably joining in on helping this guild, but oh well. Hearing the foreign language, Éta figured it was probably the language of this country. “Oh... 'Sup, uh sooo… I’m Étaoin Rynn… The one that agreed in helping, because I am an idiot like that sometimes… Whom may you all be? I think I missed your introductions…”

I am sweet and spicy, but at least I am free.
It more than what I could say, for some of you humans.

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Étaoin stood there, staring at the people in front of them, not sure on how to react much. They were all speaking the same foreign language, and even though Éta understood the language somewhat, it was still difficult for them to process all the words they were saying, so the teen felt like they were missing vital information to some point. How they wished that Masami was here, maybe he could translate for them, but alas they boy was probably doing something with his guild. ”Uhm… Éta is fine…”Cringing a little when they spoke in the language they knew the most. ”Crap, sorry.” Scratching their head, Étaoin glanced at all three of them, and bit their tongue softly, inhaling through their nose to calm down a little. ”Éta s'fine… It's nice to meet... you all?” They were too sure on why, but Étaoin felt safe, somehow with the one named Kurisa, which was very strange since they had never really gotten along with adults that much through their years.

When they were approached by the man that was with them, unconsciously Étaoin took a weary small step back, not sure on what he was going to do. Glancing at him a little nervously, before feeling the hand land on their back, almost causing Étaoin to fall, though they easily kept their balance and only stumbled slightly more towards the lady who had spoken to them first. ”Please don’t do that again… It kinda hurts.” Grumbling a little, they soon straightened up and turned towards the three entry ways presented to them. Turning towards the creature that was with Ko, Étaoin seemed a little weary of this strange presence as well, as they had never seen something like this before, only in books that they would read during their childhood. Éta really didn’t expect them to be real, then again, they didn’t expect mages to be real either but look what happened. ”What are you?” Staring straight at the giant beast, Étaoin bowed their head a little in respect and also wondered how it would react.

It wasn’t until the other lady began to speak up about the entrances that paid attention more to their teammates than the pretty creature, gracing them with its presence. Honestly Étaoin didn’t know much about places, but they did know a few things about sneaking around areas they were really meant to, let's just blame it on imaginative childhood adventures. Snorting at what Ko had said about choosing middle then left or right, was stupid. “It’s like a fork in the road…” They remembered the words of the mage when it came to situations like this, how he had taught Étaoin to deal with them. Lifting their hands to their mouth as they thought it over, Éta kept their gaze on the entrances. ‘A person always went towards the area that had more of an oceanic scent to it, hoping to get better results.’ Frowning, they soon just mumbled their opposition towards the suggestion. ”Middle isn’t always right… I'm not saying you're wrong... but what if two loop back around…?” Blinking at the three, Étaoin dropped their arms and tilted their head. ”People think that end tunnels link and loop…” It was said in a sort of awkward and nervous tone, as they fiddled with the cuffs of their sleeves. ”but what if the middle actually loops back to one of the other entrances…?” They did it again. They switched languages, why are they nervous, this wasn’t them, they were more snarky than this. ”What if they don't all lead to the same spot?” Glancing away, Étaoin deflated a little, and rubbed their neck, ”Though... I’m good with either way, so lead the way…”

I am sweet and spicy, but at least I am free.
It more than what I could say, for some of you humans.

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“You’re welcome… Your majesty, I like your colour, it’s pretty.” Étaoin smiled at the Wyrm, but turned towards the rest of the team. “Though maybe we should just… Get this over with?” They had all seemed to finally agree on choosing the middle tunnel, although Étaoin was still albeit weary of this choice, the younger followed the rest of the team. It wasn’t really like they had any other choice in the matter anyway, considering that they were literally teleported to this weird murky area.

At first, Éta kept themselves closer towards the one they seemed to be more comfortable with, which was Kurisa, but not too close that it was uncomfortable. Falling into place behind them, sort of between Kurisa and the Wyrm. Ko, was talking about things beforehand, but they couldn’t grab everything, as they were still learning Fiorian in general. Purple hued eyes glanced around the dimmed light of the torches, though their interest soon turned back towards the Wyrm. Étaoin liked the creature, and maybe they could become friends even if they were human and the other was a formerly thought of myth to the young adult. Though when the pretty lady had started to kind of steer away from the group, Étaoin panicked a little and was about to call out to Kurisa, only for the other lady to yell on moving out of the way, or something.

The rumbles soon reached beneath Étaoin’s feet, as they glanced around noticing the small trembles in the walls and the ceiling. When the rocks began to less sparsely and alot more like a rain shower, Étaoin quickly stumbled out of the way before the ceiling collapsed on them. Plastering themselves against the dirt wall, coughing from the small cloud of dust produced once the cave-in had finished, turning back towards the now wall of rubble, and the walls surrounding them, they felt panic begin to settle in the pit of their gut, and slowly rise up towards their respiratory area. “G-Guys! Hello!” Tracing a hand over the walls, as they tried to find a way out, before choking out a quiet mutter of “Not again!” As they began to slowly panic. Their thoughts dawdling onto past events with their teacher. “Is this a trick of his? W-was the whole request a lie?!”

Soon enough the blinding light happened once more, the same light as before which brought Étaoin to this place, just for them to be dumped into another area completely. A much more confined area, with a route that only seemed to be leading in one direction. Glancing behind them, confirmed it was a one way route, when the rustic wall stood tall in replace of rubble. “I… I need to find… The others…” Still feeling the panic rising inside them, as they stayed close to one wall, a hand trailing along the dirt, lines being left in the residue. It was only then they noticed their own bracelet. Étaoin didn’t remember if they saw one around the wrist of the others before the whole fiasco. It didn’t matter now though, because the gem seemed to be dead and, when Étaoin tugged at the bracelet, pausing in their steps, it didn’t seem to want to budge. “Just great. Dead bracelet, one way route system… and to top it off, there is just not enough space!” Lifting their hood over their head, Étaoin tugged their sleeves over their hands, and began, continuing their walk forward. ”Can’t deal. Need to escape!” Wrapping their arms around themselves, Éta tried to calm their breathing, but their senses had already piqued.

I am sweet and spicy, but at least I am free.
It more than what I could say, for some of you humans.

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They didn't know how much time had passed since the split between the team that they had joined for this challenge, and it was something that was in their mind, but it was not the thing that was at the forefront of their thoughts. Continuing their walk down the corridor before them, lights similar to the ones in the tunnel they advanced in beforehand, Étaoin still continued to drag their hand along the wall as they headed onwards. Raising their purple eyes, the muttering that they were spewing in a panicked state of mind, stopped when they came to a crossroads. "Perfect." Glancing down each one path handed to them, at this point, Étaoin felt like crying. Mazes and Labyrinths are not their strong suit. Next time, Étaoin was definitely going to read the description of a request at least quadruple as many times as they did on this one.

Crossroads were the worst legend they were taught about. Crossroads could lead to anything appearing, from supernatural entities like; ghosts and demons, all the way to creatures you would only believe as myths. Étaoin had not a single clue to what was going to be presented to them in this case. After all this was a magical maze, if you went by what had happened to the group so far. Taking a calming breath, even though that sensation of panic and fear was overpowering everything else, Étaoin had to try their best to calm themselves. Considering now that there was obviously something else in this maze with them. They just needed this to be over so they could acquire some clarity.

Taking another deep breath, Étaoin stood dead centre between each four paths. The path behind them is a useless dead end, they paid no heed to that route. The three set before them, they could feel they were not alone, it was obvious they were not alone. Somewhere in this maze was the rest of Étaoin's team, but there had to be something else within the maze. It was at that moment that this unknown presence decided to make itself known to Étaoin. First it was small tremors through the ground. Then the small stones from the walls and ceiling that had come loose over the years in the labyrinth started to tremble on the ground. Lastly that groan had Étaoin opening their eyes, and glancing towards the routes around them. Where was it coming from? What path do they take to avoid this creature? The footsteps were becoming more obvious with the more time that Étaoin dawdled over picking and choosing, sucking up a breath, Éta just let out a frustrated yell. Left it is. Turning on their heels, Étaoin ran for the left path.

The further they went the more the trembles became prominent. They were being chased. The sound of rocks collapsing was heard behind them was the sign that confirmed it, along with the loud roar. Pausing in their pace, purple eyes gazed upon the creature before them, letting out a nervous laugh of almost despair. "I'll never say this again, but hell am I glad he taught me." Standing before them was a giant Minotaur, at least three times the size of Étaoin. Donning a unique styled axe, and horns that had obviously caused the collateral damage further behind them. "Welp... No turning back now... Time to run!"

I am sweet and spicy, but at least I am free.
It more than what I could say, for some of you humans.