[closed] to dungeons deep

[thisisamazing]

who: Team Intrepid Explorers: Hiccup Haddock, Christian Fischer, Dave Stutler, Keith, Yuri Plisetsky, Jon Snow, & Freya Vaughn
what: Mission: Cave Crawl
when: Late February
where: A network of caves out in the wilderness.
warnings: Uhh. Spooky cave stuff?


Hiccup originally found the caverns on a solo jaunt into the jungle with Toothless. Well, he found the entrance - they didn't go much deeper inside than a handful of yards, to be safe. Now that they have a full party, complete with some actual fighters, they should be able to go quite a bit deeper.

The group takes a truck as far out into the jungle as possible, loaded with equipment, and between the dragon and the lion, manage to get most of it up into the cave entrance itself. The first 'chamber' they come across is large, oval-shaped, branching off in several directions. It's dimly lit with bioluminescent algae (or clusters of worms, maybe?) and small clusters of softly glowing crystal dotted across the ground and walls, protruding from stalagmites and stalactites. There are a few shallow pools of clear water, filled with blind, pale fish. At points, the scurrying of small creatures in the distance can be heard echoing through the room.

It's set up as a base camp, of sorts. A place to go back to, to keep from getting too lost in the maze of tunnels and caverns. Some pop up tents and some electric lanterns provide light and make it a little more comfortable for rest periods. At one point, some firewood is brought in, and a nice fire started in the middle of camp for heat and light.

It doesn't take more than a day to get out there and get the place set up, and then the real exploration can begin. Team members are encouraged to always go down the branching tunnels in at least pairs, if not more, and to mark the cave walls as they go to keep from getting too lost. The only goals are to discover and to learn, and, of course, to stay safe.

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Comments

[thisisamazing]

Not all. You know, there- there are fireworms, and cavern crashers, and night terrors. Which, admittedly, don't sound fun either, but we vikings love our fear-based naming schemes. [The last part is added a little dryly as he scrabbles onto a large boulder half sunk into the ground to get a better look at some of the veins of metal running through the walls. It has a silvery quality like he's never quite seen before, and he's fascinated.] Here, hold up a second, I want to... I want a sample of this. [He digs around in the shoulder bag he carries with him, searching for chisel and hammer (always be prepared) to try and chip off some pieces of the stone where the metallic substance runs through it. He tries to be quiet, and cautious about it, but the tap-tapping noise is definitely a vulnerability.]

'Creepy' definitely depends on the cave. There are caverns underneath and going through Berk but we've turned them into really nice dragon stables. Not creepy at all. This place, though, little bit creepy.

[buildingcastles]

Yeah? Your people have a tradition for using creepy names? Why such a fascination with danger?

[Asks the man leading the way into certain danger. He's intrigued, though, because names aren't an accidental thing. As innocent as many seem, they all serve a purpose, which means they tell a lot about the people who give them. He wants to ask Hiccup more, but then the dragon rider interrupts him, apparently finding an interesting prize of his own in the rocks. The echoes of tapping as Hiccup cuts into stone vibrate down the passage. Christian watches quietly, eyes narrowing as he feels a shift in the air.]

Hang on. It's dying down... The current is stopping.

[thisisamazing]

Because we're vikings. Danger is an occupational hazard. [More like they killed dragons for three hundred years, and everything was 'death' this and 'death' that. But that's a long story and probably not the best thing to get into at this point, when they're trying to work and take samples of the things they find along the way.

He manages to tap out a couple of chips of the metallic substance, and tucks them into his shoulder bag; he's raising his chisel to the wall again when he stops, looking out into the tunnel, stilling.]

Yeah, it is... Is that good, or bad, do you think?

[buildingcastles]

Way to embrace the lifestyle, I guess.

[Okay, he's teasing him, but he has to. That's how Christian makes friends. It's a level of fondness with him, getting to know a person and commenting on the details of his life. If he didn't, Hiccup would just be another name among a world of names that meant very little. And speaking of names-]

By the way, I've been meaning to ask: Where did "Hiccup" come from anyway?

[Because he has to ask. Of course he does. Christian looks down the tunnel and is silent a moment as he focuses.]

Well, nothing is coming our way. You want to check it out?

[thisisamazing]

You know, being a dragon-riding viking has its perks. [Like having a dragon. That's a big one. Fighting evil dragons and bad men has fewer perks and more risks to life and limb, but still. Hiccup rolls his eyes slightly at the name question, but it's good-natured enough.] I knew that was coming eventually. Vikings believe that- you know, a hideous name will scare off gnomes and trolls. And "a hiccup" is usually what you call the runt. I- I was uh, born early. [It's not a fantastic name. Thanks mom and dad. But it's his, and he's made something of it - changed the perception of 'hiccups' around Berk.

Hiccup follows his gaze and nods after a moment, leading the way down the tunnel, hand on the hilt of his retracted sword.] Yeah, let's go check it out. Hopefully it's nothing dangerous.