Here We Are Again [Private/Ask To Join Only]

Atop the Great Cairn, sat two women. One, of oriental tilt, a beauty with which few could compete against, and another with red hair and a well formed body. Ci was sleek, elegant, and perfect like a ming vase. Ulv, was tall, broad, and magnificent, like a Mountain. And from both of them, shone suns. When Ci saw Henrex appear, she stood and nodded to him, being joined quickly by Ulv, who had the biggest grin on her face that could possibly fit.
"Your babymaker's here~ should I go?" Ulv asked, her giggle infectious enough for Ci to smile.
"No, you can stay and watch us. But, let's descend to the ground. I have something for you there" She gave Henrex a smile, a lovely and vague smile that could just be greeting a friend, or saying 'the bedroom, will be destroyed by the time I am done with you'

And then, with no more warning, Ci jumped off the pillar, leaving Henrex and Ulv alone for the moment.
"It's cool to see you again~! Arms of the Dragon sorta got confusing and crazy and now they are really lost so going on a fun expedition to find them will have to wait a bit. Instead, we get to go explore an underground dungeon that has killed several hundred people so far~" Ulv sounded very cheerful about that prospect, and then lept off the Cairn herself, giving a shriek of enjoyment as she felt. And Henrex, the man surrounded by so many woman of different variety, was thrown into another situation where scratching his head would seem like a permanent action for him. For a guy with such big wings, he really didn't know how to wing a situation.

"If it isn't a dungeon that has chewed out many strong warriors, then it is no fun~ I went cave-diving with Steiner once and it turned out to be the tomb of the Four Symbol Sage. Then I murdered him. He was kind of an asshole and Wulin didn't need that guy in charge. Really cool stuff was found in there, and we both only nearly died to get it" Ulv seemed to have a strange concept of fun, but then she was a Cultivator, to her bones. They had a strange culture, and Ulv had merged completely with them.

Ci came back a small while after they landed, and handed Henrex a small wooden raven. It was carved from a strange sort of wood, and resonated with his Dantian. Having reached the Silver Realm, these sort of things could be absorbed into it if he didn't want to carry it around all the time.
"You might have great Spiritual Power, but your Cultivation is on the slim side, and I would hate for you to get left behind. Then sex would just feel like I am consoling you, and that is not really something I do. So hurry up, I need children" Ci nodded, and then returned to the Bazzar to oversee it.

"Someone's got a girlfriend~" Ulv teased, laughing to herself before skipping merrily over to the entrance of the great burial mound, and taking a deep sniff. Her enhanced nose picking up the stench of undying flesh. "Hmmm....on a serious note, there is a good chance there are Aptrganga in here. Which could explain why so many people get killed. They do not go down easy, so be cautious. I don't know what myths and legends are real, but let's just treat them all as real for now. Super-strong, immune to weapons and magic, and they don't die until you tear them apart and burn them" Ulv's serious tone was one of deep gravity, but then she gave another smile.

"So they might actually stand a chance against me! Come on, this is gonna be fun!"

Ulv stopped and looked at Henrex as he called out his doubt to something, in this world of all things. Sure, maybe if he was a clueless human who no understanding of anything at all. But, he of all people knew the extent of powerful people's abilities.
"I was literally created in a test tube and sing to the living embodiment of wind. You are a Half-Demon that, among many other things, has an incredible control over bodily functions. Plus you can fly, and hollow bones don't help you get away from needing a wingspan much larger than you currently possess. To hear you decry something as absurdity is rather hilarious. With what you have seen and what you have done, is there really any backing to decry anything as impossible? I am more interested in the how, rather than the if" Ulv then looked to the tomb, and took a step inside it. There were torches lit, which was interesting, but then there always seemed to be lit torches in tombs.

Waving a hand, she donned a beautiful dress, a soft blue with material that seemed to billow about softly. And on that note, so did Ulv's hair. As if the wind was softly playing with it, giving it a light tussle and billowing it even when there was not the slightest breeze. And then as if to prove that she really did sing to the Wind, she took a breath and started to do just that.

"Its gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had"

Her voice was beautiful, like a magnificently wrought bell ringing across an entire town. It had power went needed, a subtle pitch when required, and was perfectly toned. Not surprising, considering like everything else, her voice box was crafted to exacting specifications. In response to her song, a sudden billowing wind rushed in behind them, filling in the tomb with it's presence. And then just as suddenly, died out and went still.
"Wow, this thing is a warren. It's about, a hundred miles all told, with twists and turns and dead ends and herring corridors. There must have been a lot of people involved in this" Ulv told Henrex. And then, there was the sound of feet, pounding and vigerous. "Also, I think I just woke up the neighbours"

"Follows logic, maybe. But then so does everything in the world. You'd be hard pressed to find something that doesn't follow some kind of logic. Even my body follows logic, just crazy science logic. It does work, you just need to be about six times smarter than you are currently to properly appreciate and comprehend said logic. Or in the case of the scav bastards I met at Everest, just rip parts you do understand out and slam it into your own formula and make your own Frankenstein. Fucking Typhoon..." She scoffed, and shook her head, clearly having her own issues.

And then, cocked an eyebrow. "Aptrganga, are coming. Draugr, Drowgos. Zombies, basically. I, did tell you they were in here" She then looked back to the halls at the oncoming hordes, rotting bodies and rusted weaponry. The lightning bolt went down, shocking them all for a second, and then dissipating. Biting her lip, the legends were getting more and more true by the second, seeing their apparent immunity, or at least incredible resistance to, spiritual powers. Then one of them came through the rock face next to them, and got it's head punched off by Ulv. Something scrawled on the inside of the skull drew her attention, and flicked a finger towards the hallway.

"Hold them off" she ordered. Maybe it was to Henrex, but the giant wolf that formed out of nothing and charged down to savage the dead was probably the intended target. Then she tossed the skull to Henrex. "There's your much beloved Logic, little Raven. Omnyo Talismans. Strength, incredible resistance to magic, and the ability to 'Swim Through Rock'. The Regeneration and immunity to weaponry seemed to have burned out, however. Not surprisingly, with Seimei's death, nobody could hope to repair them. So, good news, you can cut them with your sword. Just..."

The universe seemed to be on her side, as it punctuated her next statement with her Wolf being brutally torn apart after savaging the creatures with fang and claw. "They will still break your brittle bones like a politicians promise, if they get hold of you" And with that, there wasn't much more to do but admire her fingernails. They would have been a threat if all their talismans were still active, and sure they were still pretty dangerous, but without the ability to regenerate or resist weaponry - she had a theory as to why, but it wasn't much use voicing it - they couldn't hope to compare with the Raven.

Dead wolf was sad, but at least she got the upper limits of it's capabilities. She wasn't entirely enthusiastic with it's existance, knowing where it have come from. But, she did save Ruin, so that was good. Or, something that embodied Ruin at least, Ulv felt it wasn't the same Ruin, that Mirja had. She had changed somewhat, being separated from her physical housing as she was. But that was something for later, she's focus on that when she got to it.
"Sometimes logic seems like madness, because we do not have the appropriate angle to view it. If you went back to the eleventh century and tried to explain the principles of thermodynamics to an french peasant, he would have thought you were a mad man. If you had gone to the nineteenth century to talk to a man about how spiritual pressure effects the physical properties of the body that houses it, he would have thought you were a mad man"

And then, knowing her way through from The Wind, Ulv lead Henrex through the maze to the center, having dealt with the zombie buggers pretty easily. Had it been a long time ago, they would be in trouble, but even Abe no Seimei was not Aang Feng, and so his art did not last forever. They then got to the tomb, flames lit and burning eternally to light the place up. There were treasures, weapons, and other assorts stuff, but Ulv was more interested in the large robot-esque construct standing at the head of the tomb. It was tall, about fifteen foot, with lithe limbs and joints that seemed to be able to twist and thrash in every direction imaginable. It was a dull, grey, tarnished by dust and age, but was still something amazing to look upon.

"The Magnificent Moonlight Dancer.....now that I think of it, not actually the one who is meant to be here" Ulv took out a book and started flipping through it, scanning the pages quickly, and then looking back up. "Meant to be the Royal Warstrider, Star-Plucking Devastation" Ulv looked about, and then found a small box, and opened it, reading the books preserved within. "They were wrong. This isn't Bjorn's tomb. It was meant to be Bjorn's tomb, but someone else is in it..." She looked through a few more of the books, and then replaced them, closed the box, and picked it up.

"The World Serpent is here. Why, is the World Serpent here? I've got nothing against the guy, but this is Bjorn's tomb. Bjorn is meant to be here, not Jormun" She was mostly talking to herself now, leaving Henrex to do Henrexy things, apparently just dragging him along to help her clean out the Draugr so she could get to the center of the tomb.