Type: Field Upon logging into the field, dark, tenebrous trees suddenly blot out all form of sunlight, their gangly limbs bending and twisting as if the trees were writhing against each other. The only thing to light your path seems to come from underneath the tree roots. Large spheres of warm-colored light reside there. Upon a closer inspection you realize that the spheres are actually huge swarms of fireflies, which quickly scatter upon proximity. Gurgles and howls echo through the shadowed forest. But it is said that where the darkest shadows thrive the strongest light pierces and as darkness clears, the path to paradise is revealed.
The golden rings illuminated the shadows of the thick woods, where most of the light came from the fireflies themselves, summoning forth the Elf Beast that inhabited The World. She was also quick to get in a stretch and deep breath before looking around. "Ooh, this place is nice and spooky. I wonder if most of the enemy types would be types of spooks. OH! I bet the boss at the end would be a Treant, like the ones in R:2!" Her fanged grin said enough that she was excited.
"ATTENTION!" she boomed out of nowhere, letting her voice echo through the trees, letting it run still before a poof of smoke came forth and a small, frog-like entity popped out, sporting a military-grade helmet. "Alright, Eachann, your mission today: grant back up support for the newbie and grant aid in helping the new rules of The World! Do I make myself clear?!" Eachann's only response was to follow up with a solid salute.
Dark, quiet... perhaps even slightly constrained, for a gunner like himself. Well, but he could make do; he'd probably managed worse, from time to time, somehow or other. Still, for now, Wren exhaled a slight, curious hum as he glanced over the surroundings, his ears soon perking and eyes turning to Resin as she spoke. "Hm? Ah, I..." he started to spoke, before jumping a little in surprise as she suddenly shouted out. Well, that would... probably get at least some attention, he could imagine. And then a... frog? A frog with a helmet, no less... that was certainly new.
"W-well... where to first, then? I'd say I could scout out a little for any enemies around, but well... dunno if I'd be able to see much through the trees..." Wren offered with a little shrug. Though he had a feeling it would probably just end up something like picking a random direction regardless, judging by what he'd seen so far.
"Good! I am glad we all understand," Resin said as she stretched out her right hand, allowing it to be encompassed by a quick pillar of light before a staff decorated with paws on both ends took its place. With the twist of her wrist and twirl of her fingers, the staff danced though the air before finally resting upon her shoulder. "I'd say let's do some test with this first," she suggested before looking over her shoulder to Wren. "I will set them into place so you can make your shots. Eachann can also grant you cover fire, but you will certainly be more of a damage aid than him. He's still growing up.
"Now then," the staff was lifted from her shoulder before pointing forward as she declared, "ONWARD!" before resting it once more to start her march, Eachann easily following along. The map was still quite dark, as only nest of fireflies have them any light, granting warm hues upon the darkened trees. "You know, this place you be really cool to do an aoandon, don't you think?" she mused to break through the silence. "One hundred candles lit up, filling the area in a single spot of light. Then, we as the guests would tell ghost stories, finishing it off by blowing out a single candle. The more it happens, the darker things get until all that remains is one last candle and the wisps of the others. Who would dare be the last one to finish it, drowning the land in darkness? Would the one who told the 100th tale become cursed?" Though she was grinning wide, her failed to even notice that the fireflies were going away, making it darker AS she explained herself. "What say you?" When she turned around, an "Oh," escaped her lips as the warm hue of lights from the fireflies was suddenly traded out with the flames of fox fires that had encompassed the team. "WHELP!"