Blue and purple wisps descended from the night sky and entered the open flask by its top, fusing itself with not only the liquid, but the flask itself. The light within was altering brightness as it did so, making the astonished faces of the twins fade in and out of darkness. Then suddenly, it stopped. The water inside now had the same blue glow with purple sparkles that shared the appearance of the stars in the cosmos.
“Alright, so now, whenever you empty this bad boy, come dawn time roughly, you will see it begin to refill naturally. Do not, and I repeat, DO NOT lose this flask, or we will have to come all the way back to this damn place. And quite frankly, my legs just don’t feel like doing this for a long time, so just don’t fuck up please?” Rokas said softly with his hands in a begging pose. “Now, drink it!”
Ariah engulfed herself in the liquid’s beauty, by the grace of the celestial gods, she can refill her mana quickly and efficiently. She put the top end to her lips, and lost herself in the magnificence of the flavor. Instantaneously her body would succumb to its mana refilling, an absolutely refreshing beverage for somebody who had used a lot of their power to prevail and get to the top of the Sinkro Mountains.
As Ariah takes multiple sips from the blue mana flask, a tingling sensation washes over her, suffusing her body with a newfound energy and vitality. With each breath she takes, the air seems to shimmer with a vibrant hue, filling her lungs with a revitalizing essence that invigorates her spirit. As the mana courses through her veins, she feels the soreness in her muscles melt away, replaced by a sense of strength and resilience. Suddenly, the world around her seems to come alive with vivid clarity, every sight, sound, and sensation amplified to an exhilarating degree. The breeze becomes a symphony of nature's song, the dappling sunlight filtering through the canopy above a mesmerizing display of light and shadow. With a smile on her face, Ariah revels in the newfound vitality that the mana has bestowed upon her, embracing the joy and wonder of the world around her with open arms.
Elias and Rokas approach the shimmering mana pool with excitement, their eyes alight with anticipation as they cup their hands together to scoop up the liquid. As the cool, azure fluid touches their skin, a surge of energy pulses through their bodies, invigorating them from within. With each sip, they feel a sense of renewal wash over them, their senses sharpening and their spirits lifting. The mana-infused water seems to awaken something deep within them, infusing them with a renewed vitality and strength. As they gaze into each other's eyes, they share a knowing smile, grateful for the rejuvenating power of the mana pool and the bond of friendship that unites them in their shared journey.
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Ariah began to take notice in the instantaneous restoration of her potion flask, the liquid naturally restoring itself. The trio stood around each other and Elias held up a hand to speak, “I believe it is in our best interest to rest here, there is not enough light for us to descend to the throat of the mountain, and quite frankly I don’t want to break a leg.”
Rokas and Ariah nodded their heads in agreement, Rokas inquired the twin’s feelings on drinking the mana water, to which was evidently positive as they looked joyful again. “So, Elias, we still need to capture a gravity toad for you to enchant your boots, but with no supplies I don’t belie..” Elias held a hand up to make Rokas pause.
“Brother, I know, it isn’t safe for us to go into Swampstead to do that right now. I say we attempt to find where we were attacked to find your bag, and honestly go back to Starch so we can restock or make new plans.” Elias said with an understanding, he knew that the lack of food and other things could be dangerous.
Ariah stretched her arms and looked out into the land of Saintsland once again and tiredly spoke. “Yep, I’m calling it, it is time for some damn sleep, I can’t keep looking this pretty as a young adult soon to be.” This happened to be the literal truth, as their birthdays were just weeks away. Ariah and Elias were bound to turn 18 years old, they haven’t seen their parents since they were 13, and they think about it often.
“Wow sis, it really has almost been five years since we saw mom and dad. I hope they’re still alive…” Elias softly spoke. Rokas didn’t know what to do except put his arms around the shoulders of the twins when he would inquire the question “what’re your parents names?”
With Ariah on his left, and Elias on his right, they spoke in unison as they usually do, “Amelia and Sebastian Silver.”
Rokas looked both of them in their ever so serious faces and giggled. “Okay you two do that so much that it’s actually creepy sometimes! But seriously, I know we will find them, just like how I know we will find my father. I never knew my mother, and that's okay, but I swear on my life we will find them all. There just has to be a reason we were all brought to Starch around the same time.”
As a group they lost themselves in the mountain breeze, the dripping of mana water from the stalactite, the darkened land beneath them, and the swaying waters of the ocean to their east. Slowly they laid beneath the claw-like stone peak for cover and sleep, the night went on with the only light being the two moons and glowing mana water. Tiresome they were, the three of them quickly fell into slumber, preparing for the adventure back to Starch.