A ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀᴇ!
❝ This place is probably the nicest you've been yet. Crystals everywhere, my kind of place for sure.
How does your hero feel about it? ❞
This place was much less hot than the firelands, that was the first thing Corneria and Castor noted. The second factor was only noted by Castor, and that was the flux of ambient magic in the air. Unlike the firelands, leylines and mana rivers here practically saturated the area. For a warlock of a different type of mage, this would be a boon, but a wizard like Castor needed his spells prepared beforehand. Though, he didn't need to prepare his ink. The natural mana in the air infused it without any problems.
For sure, he could prepare more spells than usual with it.
Corneria was more than happy to touch all the crystals they encountered, and at one point tried to dislodge a particularly brilliant one. her Raffi-gifted sword and shield were more than enough to crack the rock surrounding the crystal, and now she was happy to place a rather shiny crystal into her bag of holding. The ten-pound rock was no match for the magical mini-universe it now resided in.
This place seemed to be perfect to relax in...