So Deckard was left behind, in Robyn's house. For a thrill seeker like him, that was not the most exciting task. The Astral world was a place on wonder and he certainly never minded spending time there but looking for one person, with only a name and a picture, in an underworld place such as Below was technically looking for a needle in a haystack. Nevertheless, it was the task he was assigned and he'd do his best to accomplish it.
He made himself comfortable, and as he closed his eyes he felt his aura leave his body. Under the care of Jackhammer, Deckard had little to fear for the security of his body, while gone in the Astral world.
The first thing that was obvious: it was the first time Deckard had felt oppressed while Astrally projecting. For a simple reason too, the 'roof'' of Below was sometime part of the Earth itself, and impossible to cross through. In other word, he had no way to actually 'reach' the surface. This was going to make his little exploration a bit more hazardous.
'Outside' - if one could call it so - was vibrant of life, but twisted by strong emotions. Fear, paranoia, despair, the lot of those poor souls who came down Below because repression, poverty, diseases, racial bias. But he could recognize in some dwellers a sense of pride and hope. Some auras were very unfamiliar, metatypes he had never encounter.
...to be continued
He continued at a slow pace, in the astral sense of it, and made his way toward the Houses. House Laese and the Earl court were his first interest since his best chance to find one of the bride to be... the fact that her name was very similar to the one of his wife kind of pushed the decision to look after her too. But also that he had no quarrel with anyone of the house yet. He was going to be careful though, he had heard enough crazy stories about the Laese, his first intention was to simply take a 'casual look' and map out the location of any potential wards and Magical security the House had.
