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The Depths of the Jungle

Scene details

  • Start date: Jan. 25, 2026, 5:32 p.m.
  • End date: Jan. 25, 2026, 5:52 p.m.
  • Location: Oradia - Deep Jungle
  • Participants: Ivo Galvan

Setting: As our heroes venture into the eastern wilds of Oradia, the eidola Yacumama, Mother of Waters, musters sufficient coherence to plead that the party visit an ancient battleground.

Log


 The SaGa moves slowly now. Ivo's brow is furrowed, his hands clutching the helm tighter than usual, making delicate micro-adjustments with the steering wheel controlling the rudder, just as he might when wielding Hauteclare with flicks of his wrist. The serpentine rivers that branch through western Oradia have become shallower as the party has continued their journey and followed the current east, into the depths of the jungle. Yet the ground remains so thoroughly seeped through with water that the prospect of disembarking and trying to continue through marshed on foot is even less appealing than trying to take the SaGa as far as it can go. If the Ankhialeans wished to disappear from history and endure for perhaps hundreds of years before striking at Rosia now, this land would surely be an ideal place to hide.
 "Feeling better, Reize?" the dilettante pilot calls to his friend, tilting his head as if to look over his shoulder but not actually looking away, too focused on his efforts. Even Ivo is taking this seriously, lest the SaGa run aground. "Can't get seasick when we're moving at a crawl, right? ...Right?"
 Now that's looking on the bright side. And speaking of bright...
 "...pl... please..."
 Ivo startles as the quavering sound of an aged feminine voice begins to issue from Reize's pendant, the gem flickering. The eidola Yacumama, Mother of Waters, has been slumbering there unresponsive since her remnant was first retrieved from the ancient temple they had found, along with the Regalia of the Serpent Priestess that Daiby is now able to wield. Finally, she is trying to speak again.
 "...m... my people... here... roots..."
 The voice fades. Ivo, pulling the propulsive lever down to cut the magitech engines entirely, opens his mouth to speak and stops with his mouth open, seeming to realize that Yacumama likely expended everything she had just to express that and would not be able to converse or answer clarificatory questions. Instead, he looks around, scanning the area, before raising his eyebrows.
 "There's a mangrove marsh over there, it looks like," he says, pointing to the side, where mudflats give way to shallow waters and dense trees whose roots plunge into water rather than earth. "We'd have to disembark and wade... at least, those of us who walk. What do we think?"
 He glances among his friends. Their objective is the fabled last meeting place of the Oradians and the Ankhialeans before their war, to learn more of this past and the Ankhialeans' motives, but if Yacumama is linked to the Oradians' own origins, her wishes may be worth stopping for.