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Mt. Kenya: Hike Like a Boss with Africompass Travel (Seriously, You Got This!)

Think you can handle conquering Mt. Kenya, East Africa's brag-worthy #2 peak and a UNESCO World Heritage Site to boot? Africompass Travel is here to help you with a killer 6-day trek that's equal parts challenging and ridiculously awesome. Get ready for epic scenery, wildlife sightings, and bragging rights that will last a lifetime. Here's a sneak peek at what's in store:

Day 1: Gear Up & Forest Fun

First things first – gotta make sure your gear is ready to rock. Then, we'll head to Sirimon Gate and kick things off with a chill 3-hour hike through the lush rainforest. Tonight's digs? Jud Maier's Camp (3,300m), a comfy spot nestled right in the trees. Rest up in your cozy mountain tent – the adventure really gets going tomorrow!

Day 2: Secret Valleys & Epic Views

Fuel up with a breakfast fit for a champion because we're tackling the moorland today. But here's the cool part – we're ditching the usual path and venturing into the hidden gem that is Sirimon Valley. Think untouched landscapes, tons of wildlife, and enough photo ops to make your Instagram jealous! We'll camp out overnight in Sirimon Valley (3,940m), surrounded by the beauty of the high mountains.

Day 3: Dramatic Valleys & Stargazing

Rise and shine, adventurers! Today, we say goodbye to Sirimon Valley and head for the scenic Hinde Valley. Get your camera ready because we're about to traverse the dramatic Nithi and Gorges Valleys. Towering cliffs, untouched valleys, and cascading waterfalls – it's like something out of a movie! Our home for the night is Hall Tarns (4,300m), where you can expect epic views and a sky full of stars.

Day 4: Magical Lakes & Waterfall Wonders

Descend into the enchanting Gorges Valley, where the mystical Lake Michaelson awaits, complete with the legendary Temple cave formation. Next up, we'll explore the cascading Vivienne Falls, named after the famous author of "Speak to the Earth." After soaking up the valley's rugged beauty, we'll head back to Hall Tarns for some well-deserved rest and maybe some epic storytelling around the campfire.

Day 5: Summit Day - Reach for the Peak!

This is it, the big day! We'll take the less-traveled north face route on an exciting climb to reach Pt. Lenana, the third-highest peak of Mt. Kenya. Expect about 4 hours of challenging but rewarding trekking, all leading up to panoramic views that will blow your mind. After conquering the summit, we'll descend to Teleki Valley and spend the night celebrating our victory at Mackinders Camp (4,150m).

Day 6: Descent & Epic Memories

Our final day sees us conquer the scenic Naro Moru route as we descend Mt. Kenya, completing a truly unforgettable trek around the entire mountain. The journey ends at the Naro Moru River Lodge, where you can relax, reflect on your incredible adventure, and let the memories of this epic climb sink in.

More Than a Hike: An Adventure You Won't Forget

This Mt. Kenya trek with Africompass Travel is more than just a hike – it's a chance to explore Kenya's unreal natural wonders, from lush forests and dramatic valleys to towering peaks and all sorts of cool wildlife. It's an experience that will push you, inspire you, and leave you with memories that will last a lifetime.

Ready to conquer Mt. Kenya and totally crush your adventure goals? Contact Africompass Travel today and book your trip! The magic of Africa's second-highest peak awaits.

[mrrowangreen]

Nithi Falls

[joemerl]

Faebruary/Februfairy 2023, Day 5: "Night"

Dorothy stumbled, grabbing Nithi's shoulders to keep from falling.

Nithi chuckled. "You're really clumsy," she teased, as Dorothy righted herself.

Dorothy glared. "It's kind of hard to see," she said through gritted teeth.

Nithi blinked her large, glowing eyes—basically the only part of her that Dorothy could see, as the dark elf's skin and hair melded so easily into the night. She craned her head up to look at the vault of stars above them. They littered the sky, but there was no sun or moon to help light their way.

Literally.

"Do you even have days here?"

"What are those?"

"When the sun comes out. Do you—even know that means?" Dorothy asked helplessly.

Nithi stared for a moment, then said "Oh! One of those weird, too-big stars that some other worlds have?"

"Yeah." You don't have those here?""

"No," the dark elf said cheerfully. "Only normal stars here in Svartalfheim. My mother saw one once, back when you could visit the mortal world. Blinding, she said, and that was the smaller, silver one. But I suppose humans and elves are used to that sort of thing."

Dorothy grumbled, and did her best to follow her companion through the inky black landscape.

[nithhaiahh]

All jokes about the Booty aside, i find the idea of Nithy falling asleep like that very funny. She just flops and falls asleep no matter how she lands

That's kind of her thing. She can sleep anywhere, if you try to wake her up she would stretch a bit, answer to you and 5 secods later fall asleep again in the position she stretched.

[warlock-enthusiast]

Basorexia

@feylen asked for our D&D bbs Phedre and Nithys <3

drabble prompt list

Rating: T and up

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She’d never been particularly fond of dressing up to sit at some fancy table, while talking to nobility. Sure, Phedre actually liked her dress and most of the food, but she also had to sit still for a whole evening. 

Not mentioning having to dine with lots and lots of spoons and forks and too many courses. 

Most of the nobles tended to ignore her presence, which didn’t bother her much. The main attraction seemed to be the presence of Queen Ellain. An elven ruler at the table of the High King would change the rules of their world. 

Hopefully for the better. 

Phedre had opted to drink enough wine to dull her senses a bit and to say yes and not at the appropriate times.

Nithys sat a few chairs to her left and talked with their newly crowned king. Radiant in her silken gown, she matched Queen Ellain’s beauty. Alces appeared to dislike such events almost as much as she did, but Nithys always offered calming words and charming smiles and they talked about books and magical theory. 

Phedre caught herself gazing at Nithys’ mouth far too often.The subtle rise and fall of her lips, a quiet laughter hidden behind a delicate hand, a hint of teeth. 

She looked up and met Phedre’s gaze and even after all those years, it still sent butterflies through her stomach. 

The urge to jump right through puddings and chocolate covered fruits, pull her up and kiss her seemed overwhelming. Phedre’s hand shook and she excused herself from the table to catch some fresh air.

Not making a scene here.

Her cheeks felt flushed and darkened by wine and desire. Thankfully the royal gardens offered enough space to clear her thoughts and none of the guards commenting on her presence. 

“Running away?” Nithys had followed her, not even trying to quieten her movements.

“Protecting your reputation.” Phedre took a step forward and put her arms around Nithys, playfully resting her head against the tiefling’s breasts. 

“Are royal advisors allowed to kiss their girlfriends without causing a declaration of war?” Nithys laughed. “It’ll probably break a trading deal or two, but I’m sure Ebrus will survive.”

“Fantastic.”

And Phedre raised her neck and kissed her. 

[aboutnorsemythology]

Völuspá  The Prophecy of the Seeress

1. Hearing I ask | from the holy races, From Heimdall's sons, | both high and low; Thou wilt, Valfather, | that well I relate Old tales I remember | of men long ago.

2. I remember yet | the giants of yore, Who gave me bread | in the days gone by; Nine worlds I knew, | the nine in the tree With mighty roots | beneath the mold.

3. Of old was the age | when Ymir lived; Sea nor cool waves | nor sand there were; Earth had not been, | nor heaven above, But a yawning gap, | and grass nowhere.

4. Then Bur's sons lifted | the level land, Mithgarth the mighty | there they made; The sun from the south | warmed the stones of earth, And green was the ground | with growing leeks.

5. The sun, the sister | of the moon, from the south Her right hand cast | over heaven's rim; No knowledge she had | where her home should be, The moon knew not | what might was his, The stars knew not | where their stations were.

6. Then sought the gods | their assembly-seats, The holy ones, | and council held; Names then gave they | to noon and twilight, Morning they named, | and the waning moon, Night and evening, | the years to number.

7. At Ithavoll met | the mighty gods, Shrines and temples | they timbered high; Forges they set, and | they smithied ore, Tongs they wrought, | and tools they fashioned.

8. In their dwellings at peace | they played at tables, Of gold no lack | did the gods then know,-- Till thither came | up giant-maids three, Huge of might, | out of Jotunheim.

9. Then sought the gods | their assembly-seats, The holy ones, | and council held, To find who should raise | the race of dwarfs Out of Brimir's blood | and the legs of Blain.

10. There was Motsognir | the mightiest made Of all the dwarfs, | and Durin next; Many a likeness | of men they made, The dwarfs in the earth, | as Durin said.

11. Nyi and Nithi, | Northri and Suthri, Austri and Vestri, | Althjof, Dvalin, Nar and Nain, | Niping, Dain, Bifur, Bofur, | Bombur, Nori, An and Onar, | Ai, Mjothvitnir.

12. Vigg and Gandalf) | Vindalf, Thrain, Thekk and Thorin, | Thror, Vit and Lit, Nyr and Nyrath,-- | now have I told-- Regin and Rathsvith-- | the list aright.

13. Fili, Kili, | Fundin, Nali, Heptifili, | Hannar, Sviur, Frar, Hornbori, | Fræg and Loni, Aurvang, Jari, | Eikinskjaldi.

14. The race of the dwarfs | in Dvalin's throng Down to Lofar | the list must I tell; The rocks they left, | and through wet lands They sought a home | in the fields of sand.

15. There were Draupnir | and Dolgthrasir, Hor, Haugspori, | Hlevang, Gloin, Dori, Ori, | Duf, Andvari, Skirfir, Virfir, | Skafith, Ai

16. Alf and Yngvi, | Eikinskjaldi, Fjalar and Frosti, | Fith and Ginnar; So for all time | shall the tale be known, The list of all | the forbears of Lofar.

17. Then from the throng | did three come forth, From the home of the gods, | the mighty and gracious; Two without fate | on the land they found, Ask and Embla, | empty of might.

18. Soul they had not, | sense they had not, Heat nor motion, | nor goodly hue; Soul gave Othin, | sense gave Hönir, Heat gave Lothur | and goodly hue.

19. An ash I know, | Yggdrasil its name, With water white | is the great tree wet; Thence come the dews | that fall in the dales, Green by Urth's well | does it ever grow.

20. Thence come the maidens | mighty in wisdom, Three from the dwelling | down 'neath the tree; Urth is one named, | Verthandi the next,-- On the wood they scored,-- | and Skuld the third. Laws they made there, and life allotted To the sons of men, and set their fates.

21. The war I remember, | the first in the world, When the gods with spears | had smitten Gollveig, And in the hall | of Hor had burned her, Three times burned, | and three times born, Oft and again, | yet ever she lives.

22. Heith they named her | who sought their home, The wide-seeing witch, | in magic wise; Minds she bewitched | that were moved by her magic, To evil women | a joy she was.

23. On the host his spear | did Othin hurl, Then in the world | did war first come; The wall that girdled | the gods was broken, And the field by the warlike | Wanes was trodden.

24. Then sought the gods | their assembly-seats, The holy ones, | and council held, Whether the gods | should tribute give, Or to all alike | should worship belong.

25. Then sought the gods | their assembly-seats, The holy ones, | and council held, To find who with venom | the air had filled, Or had given Oth's bride | to the giants' brood.

26. In swelling rage | then rose up Thor,-- Seldom he sits | when he such things hears,-- And the oaths were broken, | the words and bonds, The mighty pledges | between them made.

27. I know of the horn | of Heimdall, hidden Under the high-reaching | holy tree; On it there pours | from Valfather's pledge A mighty stream: | would you know yet more?

28. Alone I sat | when the Old One sought me, The terror of gods, | and gazed in mine eyes: "What hast thou to ask? | why comest thou hither? Othin, I know | where thine eye is hidden." I know where Othin's | eye is hidden, Deep in the wide-famed | well of Mimir; Mead from the pledge | of Othin each mom Does Mimir drink: | would you know yet more?

29. Necklaces had I | and rings from Heerfather, Wise was my speech | and my magic wisdom; . . . . . . . . . . Widely I saw | over all the worlds.

30. On all sides saw I | Valkyries assemble, Ready to ride | to the ranks of the gods; Skuld bore the shield, | and Skogul rode next, Guth, Hild, Gondul, | and Geirskogul. Of Herjan's maidens | the list have ye heard, Valkyries ready | to ride o'er the earth.

31. I saw for Baldr, | the bleeding god, The son of Othin, | his destiny set: Famous and fair | in the lofty fields, Full grown in strength | the mistletoe stood.

32. From the branch which seemed | so slender and fair Came a harmful shaft | that Hoth should hurl; But the brother of Baldr | was born ere long, And one night old | fought Othin's son.

33. His hands he washed not, | his hair he combed not, Till he bore to the bale-blaze | Baldr's foe. But in Fensalir | did Frigg weep sore For Valhall's need: | would you know yet more?

34. Then did Váli slaughter bonds twist: made farily grim were those fetters of guts.

35. One did I see | in the wet woods bound, A lover of ill, | and to Loki like; By his side does Sigyn | sit, nor is glad To see her mate: | would you know yet more?

36. From the east there pours | through poisoned vales With swords and daggers | the river Slith.

37. Northward a hall | in Nithavellir Of gold there rose | for Sindri's race; And in Okolnir | another stood, Where the giant Brimir | his beer-hall had.

38. A hall I saw, | far from the sun, On Nastrond it stands, | and the doors face north, Venom drops | through the smoke-vent down, For around the walls | do serpents wind.

39. I saw there wading | through rivers wild Treacherous men | and murderers too, And workers of ill | with the wives of men; There Nithhogg sucked | the blood of the slain, And the wolf tore men; | would you know yet more?

40. The giantess old | in Ironwood sat, In the east, and bore | the brood of Fenrir; Among these one | in monster's guise Was soon to steal | the sun from the sky.

41. There feeds he full | on the flesh of the dead, And the home of the gods | he reddens with gore; Dark grows the sun, | and in summer soon Come mighty storms: | would you know yet more?

42. On a hill there sat, | and smote on his harp, Eggther the joyous, | the giants' warder; Above him the cock | in the bird-wood crowed, Fair and red | did Fjalar stand.

43. Then to the gods | crowed Gollinkambi, He wakes the heroes | in Othin's hall; And beneath the earth | does another crow, The rust-red bird | at the bars of Hel.

44. Now Garm howls loud | before Gnipahellir, The fetters will burst, | and the wolf run free; Much do I know, | and more can see Of the fate of the gods, | the mighty in fight.

45. Brothers shall fight | and fell each other, And sisters' sons | shall kinship stain; Hard is it on earth, | with mighty whoredom; Axe-time, sword-time, | shields are sundered, Wind-time, wolf-time, | ere the world falls; Nor ever shall men | each other spare.

46. Fast move the sons | of Mim, and fate Is heard in the note | of the Gjallarhorn; Loud blows Heimdall, | the horn is aloft, In fear quake all | who on Hel-roads are.

47. Yggdrasil shakes, | and shiver on high The ancient limbs, | and the giant is loose; To the head of Mim | does Othin give heed, But the kinsman of Surt | shall slay him soon.

48. How fare the gods? | how fare the elves? All Jotunheim groans, | the gods are at council; Loud roar the dwarfs | by the doors of stone, The masters of the rocks: | would you know yet more?

49. Now Garm howls loud | before Gnipahellir, The fetters will burst, | and the wolf run free Much do I know, | and more can see Of the fate of the gods, | the mighty in fight.

50. From the east comes Hrym | with shield held high; In giant-wrath | does the serpent writhe; O'er the waves he twists, | and the tawny eagle Gnaws corpses screaming; | Naglfar is loose.

51. O'er the sea from the east | there sails a ship With the people of Muspell, | at the helm stands Loki; After the wolf | do wild men follow, And with them the brother | of Byleist goes.

52. Surt fares from the south | with the scourge of branches, The sun of the battle-gods | shone from his sword; The crags are sundered, | the giant-women sink, The dead throng Hel-way, | and heaven is cloven.

53. Now comes to Hlin | yet another hurt, When Othin fares | to fight with the wolf, And Beli's fair slayer | seeks out Surt, For there must fall | the joy of Frigg.

54. Then comes Sigfather's | mighty son, Vithar, to fight | with the foaming wolf; In the giant's son | does he thrust his sword Full to the heart: | his father is avenged.

55. Hither there comes | the son of Hlothyn, The bright snake gapes | to heaven above; . . . . . . . . . . Against the serpent | goes Othin's son.

56. In anger smites | the warder of earth,-- Forth from their homes | must all men flee;- Nine paces fares | the son of Fjorgyn, And, slain by the serpent, | fearless he sinks.

57. The sun turns black, | earth sinks in the sea, The hot stars down | from heaven are whirled; Fierce grows the steam | and the life-feeding flame, Till fire leaps high | about heaven itself.

58. Now Garm howls loud | before Gnipahellir, The fetters will burst, | and the wolf run free; Much do I know, | and more can see Of the fate of the gods, | the mighty in fight.

59. Now do I see | the earth anew Rise all green | from the waves again; The cataracts fall, | and the eagle flies, And fish he catches | beneath the cliffs.

60. The gods in Ithavoll | meet together, Of the terrible girdler | of earth they talk, And the mighty past | they call to mind, And the ancient runes | of the Ruler of Gods.

61. In wondrous beauty | once again Shall the golden tables | stand mid the grass, Which the gods had owned | in the days of old,

62. Then fields unsowed | bear ripened fruit, All ills grow better, | and Baldr comes back; Baldr and Hoth dwell | in Hropt's battle-hall, And the mighty gods: | would you know yet more?

63. Then Hönir wins | the prophetic wand, And the sons of the brothers | of Tveggi abide In Vindheim now: | would you know yet more?

64. More fair than the sun, | a hall I see, Roofed with gold, | on Gimle it stands; There shall the righteous | rulers dwell, And happiness ever | there shall they have.

65. There comes on high, | all power to hold, A mighty lord, | all lands he rules.

66. From below the dragon | dark comes forth, Nithhogg flying | from Nithafjoll; The bodies of men on | his wings he bears, The serpent bright: | but now must I sink.

[nithiseo]

Choose Your Own Fashion With Nithi

“I don't have anything to wear” - this line is said by every woman. Whether it be marriage or any home functions you find nothing is apt to wear. Ethnic wear is something your wardrobe should definitely have. And women love shopping anytime they just need the perfect place. To solve this common problem Nithi comes up with ethnic wear for women and party wear dresses for women where you can find an absolute variety of ethnic and party wear at an affordable price. 

Nithi is one of the best sites to buy Indian ethnic wear . We fill your closet with all kinds of ethnic wear for women and party wear dresses for women with accessories as well. Our latest collection offers you a wide range of ethnic dresses.  We ensure that our customers feel comfortable and fashionable while sporting their Indian look. Our ethnic wear features such impeccable fabrics as- Georgette, Jacquard, Cotton block print, Organza, Vanilla silk, Dola silk, Tabby silk, Cotton Raw silk and Kota Doria.

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Mt. Kenya: Chogoria – Sirimon Rout

Mt Kenya is Africa ‘s second highest mountain at 5199m (17057ft) and located in central part of Kenya . It was traditionally regarded as the realm of God by the communities (Kikuyu, Meru and Embu) that live and cultivate its rich soils found in its lower slopes. The mountain is an awe-inspiring sight, with its snow covered peaks which can be seen from far when the weather is clear. Lenana peak at 4985m(16355ft) can be conquered by any fit mountain climber while Batian and Nelion peaks (5199m/17057ft) require climbers with mountain climbing techniques and climbing gear. Climbing takes between 3 and 5 days and is done through various routes through a fascinating world of forests, wildlife, unique mountain vegetation and across streams with crystal clear chilled water. Day 1: Nairobi Upon arrival into Jomo Kenyatta International Airport you are met and transferred to your accommodation in Nairobi. This evening there is a welcome dinner & comprehensive briefing with the Climbs Manager and your guide. Overnight Lodge (Dinner) Day 2: Nairobi-Chogoria In the morning, we will depart Nairobi and travel north to the eastern slopes of Mount Kenya. We will be driving through some spectacular country as we contour around the valleys of the mountain. In the late afternoon we reach our private camp, which is located at the edge of Mount Kenya’s rain forest (altitude 6,000 feet). Day 3: Mt. Kenya In the early morning we will meet our porters and begin the hike through the equatorial rain forest. This forest is the home of elephant, Cape buffalo, and leopard. We may also be fortunate to see Colobus monkey on our walk. After a picnic at 8,000 feet, we spend the afternoon hiking up through bamboo forest to our private camp (altitude 10,000feet.) on the edge of the moorlands. Day 4: Mt. Kenya After breakfast, we follow the trail as it leads up through glades of montane forest to our private camp on the shore of Lake Ellis. We arrive at our camp at 11,800 feet in time for lunch. After a short siesta, in the late afternoon we will take an acclimatization hike to the top of nearby Mugi Hill before returning to camp at dusk. Day 5: Mt. Kenya The day is spent traversing the eastern moorlands of Mount Kenya, along the edge of the Nithi Gorge. We will have our picnic lunch overlooking this great gorge, above Vivienne Falls. In the afternoon we will hike up the ridge of the Nithi to our private camp at Hall Tarns at 14,500 feet. We will also hike the short distance to the edge of The Temple, establishing ourselves on a vantage point that will provide some of the grandest views on Mount Kenya, as the Nithi Gorge plunges several hundred feet below us to the banks of Lake Michaelson. Day 6: Mt. Kenya Leaving our camp at about 4.00 a.m. we leave the vegetation of Hall Tarns behind us, and enter the Alpine Zone – a world of rock, ice, and beautiful mountain lakes. Our destination is Point Lenana (16,355 feet), the third highest peak on the mountain. If the day is clear we can see as far north as Ethiopia, and Kilimanjaro is frequently observed 250 miles to the south. We then descend to the base of The Temple, to our campsite on the shore of Lake Michaelson, 13,500 feet. Our camp will be reached in time for a late lunch. Relaxing afternoon by one of the most beautiful lakes in East Africa. Day 7: Mt. Kenya After an early breakfast we hike down the Gorges Valley, skirting the base of the Nithi Gorge and passing Vivienne Falls. We arrive at our 10,000 feet camp in the late afternoon. A festive dinner awaits. Day 8: Chogoria-Nairobi In the morning we descend through the bamboo and equatorial forest to meet our vehicles for lunch. An afternoon drive takes us around the northern slopes of the mountain, and on to Nairobi. Read the full article

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Mt. Kenya: Hike Like a Boss with Africompass Travel (Seriously, You Got This!)

Think you can handle conquering Mt. Kenya, East Africa's brag-worthy #2 peak and a UNESCO World Heritage Site to boot? Africompass Travel is here to help you with a killer 6-day trek that's equal parts challenging and ridiculously awesome. Get ready for epic scenery, wildlife sightings, and bragging rights that will last a lifetime. Here's a sneak peek at what's in store:

Day 1: Gear Up & Forest Fun

First things first – gotta make sure your gear is ready to rock. Then, we'll head to Sirimon Gate and kick things off with a chill 3-hour hike through the lush rainforest. Tonight's digs? Jud Maier's Camp (3,300m), a comfy spot nestled right in the trees. Rest up in your cozy mountain tent – the adventure really gets going tomorrow!

Day 2: Secret Valleys & Epic Views

Fuel up with a breakfast fit for a champion because we're tackling the moorland today. But here's the cool part – we're ditching the usual path and venturing into the hidden gem that is Sirimon Valley. Think untouched landscapes, tons of wildlife, and enough photo ops to make your Instagram jealous! We'll camp out overnight in Sirimon Valley (3,940m), surrounded by the beauty of the high mountains.

Day 3: Dramatic Valleys & Stargazing

Rise and shine, adventurers! Today, we say goodbye to Sirimon Valley and head for the scenic Hinde Valley. Get your camera ready because we're about to traverse the dramatic Nithi and Gorges Valleys. Towering cliffs, untouched valleys, and cascading waterfalls – it's like something out of a movie! Our home for the night is Hall Tarns (4,300m), where you can expect epic views and a sky full of stars.

Day 4: Magical Lakes & Waterfall Wonders

Descend into the enchanting Gorges Valley, where the mystical Lake Michaelson awaits, complete with the legendary Temple cave formation. Next up, we'll explore the cascading Vivienne Falls, named after the famous author of "Speak to the Earth." After soaking up the valley's rugged beauty, we'll head back to Hall Tarns for some well-deserved rest and maybe some epic storytelling around the campfire.

Day 5: Summit Day - Reach for the Peak!

This is it, the big day! We'll take the less-traveled north face route on an exciting climb to reach Pt. Lenana, the third-highest peak of Mt. Kenya. Expect about 4 hours of challenging but rewarding trekking, all leading up to panoramic views that will blow your mind. After conquering the summit, we'll descend to Teleki Valley and spend the night celebrating our victory at Mackinders Camp (4,150m).

Day 6: Descent & Epic Memories

Our final day sees us conquer the scenic Naro Moru route as we descend Mt. Kenya, completing a truly unforgettable trek around the entire mountain. The journey ends at the Naro Moru River Lodge, where you can relax, reflect on your incredible adventure, and let the memories of this epic climb sink in.

More Than a Hike: An Adventure You Won't Forget

This Mt. Kenya trek with Africompass Travel is more than just a hike – it's a chance to explore Kenya's unreal natural wonders, from lush forests and dramatic valleys to towering peaks and all sorts of cool wildlife. It's an experience that will push you, inspire you, and leave you with memories that will last a lifetime.

Ready to conquer Mt. Kenya and totally crush your adventure goals? Contact Africompass Travel today and book your trip! The magic of Africa's second-highest peak awaits.

[micoroll-blog]

The Poetic Eddas

Lays of the Gods Voluspa

The Wise-Woman's Prophecy

1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10.11.12.13.14.15.

Hearing I ask from the holy races, From Heimdall's sons, both high and low; Thou wilt, Valfather, that well I relate Old tales I remember of men long ago.

I remember yet the giants of yore, Who gave me bread in the days gone by; Nine worlds I knew, the nine in the tree With mighty roots beneath the mold.

Of old was the age when Ymir lived; Sea nor cool waves nor sand there were; Earth had not been, nor heaven above, But a yawning gap, and grass nowhere.

Then Bur's sons lifted the level land, Mithgarth the mighty there they made; The sun from the south warmed the stones of earth, And green was the ground with growing leeks.

The sun, the sister of the moon, from the south Her right hand cast over heaven's rim; No knowledge she had where her home should be, The moon knew not what might was his, The stars knew not where their stations were.

Then sought the gods their assembly-seats, The holy ones, and council held; Names then gave they to noon and twilight, Morning they named, and the waning moon, Night and evening, the years to number.

At Ithavoll met the mighty gods, Shrines and temples they timbered high; Forges they set, and they smithied ore, Tongs they wrought, and tools they fashioned.

In their dwellings at peace they played at tables, Of gold no lack did the gods then know,-- Till thither came up giant-maids three, Huge of might, out of Jotunheim.

Then sought the gods their assembly-seats, The holy ones, and council held, To find who should raise the race of dwarfs Out of Brimir's blood and the legs of Blain.

There was Motsognir the mightiest made Of all the dwarfs, and Durin next; Many a likeness of men they made, The dwarfs in the earth, as Durin said.

Nyi and Nithi, Northri and Suthri, Austri and Vestri, Althjof, Dvalin, Nar and Nain, Niping, Dain, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Nori, An and Onar, Ai, Mjothvitnir.

Vigg and Gandalf) Vindalf, Thrain, Thekk and Thorin, Thror, Vit and Lit, Nyr and Nyrath,-- now have I told-- Regin and Rathsvith-- the list aright.

Fili, Kili, Fundin, Nali, Heptifili, Hannar, Sviur, Frar, Hornbori, Fræg and Loni, Aurvang, Jari, Eikinskjaldi.

The race of the dwarfs in Dvalin's throng Down to Lofar the list must I tell; The rocks they left, and through wet lands They sought a home in the fields of sand.

There were Draupnir and Dolgthrasir, Hor, Haugspori, Hlevang, Gloin,

Dori, Ori, Duf, Andvari, Skirfir, Virfir, Skafith, Ai.

1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10.11.12.13.14.15.16.17.18.19.20.

Alf and Yngvi, Eikinskjaldi, Fjalar and Frosti, Fith and Ginnar; So for all time shall the tale be known, The list of all the forbears of Lofar.

Then from the throng did three come forth, From the home of the gods, the mighty and gracious; Two without fate on the land they found, Ask and Embla, empty of might.

Soul they had not, sense they had not, Heat nor motion, nor goodly hue; Soul gave Othin, sense gave Hönir, Heat gave Lothur and goodly hue.

An ash I know, Yggdrasil its name, With water white is the great tree wet; Thence come the dews that fall in the dales, Green by Urth's well does it ever grow.

Thence come the maidens mighty in wisdom, Three from the dwelling down 'neath the tree; Urth is one named, Verthandi the next,-- On the wood they scored,-- and Skuld the third. Laws they made there, and life allotted To the sons of men, and set their fates.

The war I remember, the first in the world, When the gods with spears had smitten Gollveig, And in the hall of Hor had burned her, Three times burned, and three times born, Oft and again, yet ever she lives.

Heith they named her who sought their home, The wide-seeing witch, in magic wise; Minds she bewitched that were moved by her magic, To evil women a joy she was.

On the host his spear did Othin hurl, Then in the world did war first come; The wall that girdled the gods was broken, And the field by the warlike Wanes was trodden.

Then sought the gods their assembly-seats, The holy ones, and council held, Whether the gods should tribute give, Or to all alike should worship belong.

Then sought the gods their assembly-seats, The holy ones, and council held, To find who with venom the air had filled, Or had given Oth's bride to the giants' brood.

In swelling rage then rose up Thor,-- Seldom he sits when he such things hears,-- And the oaths were broken, the words and bonds, The mighty pledges between them made.

I know of the horn of Heimdall, hidden Under the high-reaching holy tree; On it there pours from Valfather's pledge A mighty stream: would you know yet more?

Alone I sat when the Old One sought me, The terror of gods, and gazed in mine eyes: "What hast thou to ask? why comest thou hither? Othin, I know where thine eye is hidden."

I know where Othin's eye is hidden, Deep in the wide-famed well of Mimir; Mead from the pledge of Othin each mom Does Mimir drink: would you know yet more?

Necklaces had I and rings from Heerfather, Wise was my speech and my magic wisdom; . . . . . . . . . . Widely I saw over all the worlds.

On all sides saw I Valkyries assemble, Ready to ride to the ranks of the gods; Skuld bore the shield, and Skogul rode next, Guth, Hild, Gondul, and Geirskogul. Of Herjan's maidens the list have ye heard, Valkyries ready to ride o'er the earth.

I saw for Baldr, the bleeding god, The son of Othin, his destiny set: Famous and fair in the lofty fields, Full grown in strength the mistletoe stood.

From the branch which seemed so slender and fair Came a harmful shaft that Hoth should hurl; But the brother of Baldr was born ere long, And one night old fought Othin's son.

His hands he washed not, his hair he combed not, Till he bore to the bale-blaze Baldr's foe. But in Fensalir did Frigg weep sore For Valhall's need: would you know yet more?

One did I see in the wet woods bound, A lover of ill, and to Loki like;

By his side does Sigyn sit, nor is glad To see her mate: would you know yet more?

1.2.3.4.5.6.7.8.9.10.11.12.13.14.15.16.17.18.19.20.21.22.23.24.25.26.27.28.29.30.31.

From the east there pours through poisoned vales With swords and daggers the river Slith. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Northward a hall in Nithavellir Of gold there rose for Sindri's race; And in Okolnir another stood, Where the giant Brimir his beer-hall had.

A hall I saw, far from the sun, On Nastrond it stands, and the doors face north, Venom drops through the smoke-vent down, For around the walls do serpents wind.

I saw there wading through rivers wild Treacherous men and murderers too, And workers of ill with the wives of men; There Nithhogg sucked the blood of the slain, And the wolf tore men; would you know yet more?

The giantess old in Ironwood sat, In the east, and bore the brood of Fenrir; Among these one in monster's guise Was soon to steal the sun from the sky.

There feeds he full on the flesh of the dead, And the home of the gods he reddens with gore; Dark grows the sun, and in summer soon Come mighty storms: would you know yet more?

On a hill there sat, and smote on his harp, Eggther the joyous, the giants' warder; Above him the cock in the bird-wood crowed, Fair and red did Fjalar stand.

Then to the gods crowed Gollinkambi, He wakes the heroes in Othin's hall; And beneath the earth does another crow, The rust-red bird at the bars of Hel.

Now Garm howls loud before Gnipahellir, The fetters will burst, and the wolf run free; Much do I know, and more can see Of the fate of the gods, the mighty in fight.

Brothers shall fight and fell each other, And sisters' sons shall kinship stain; Hard is it on earth, with mighty whoredom; Axe-time, sword-time, shields are sundered, Wind-time, wolf-time, ere the world falls; Nor ever shall men each other spare.

Fast move the sons of Mim, and fate Is heard in the note of the Gjallarhorn; Loud blows Heimdall, the horn is aloft, In fear quake all who on Hel-roads are.

Yggdrasil shakes, and shiver on high The ancient limbs, and the giant is loose; To the head of Mim does Othin give heed, But the kinsman of Surt shall slay him soon.

How fare the gods? how fare the elves? All Jotunheim groans, the gods are at council; Loud roar the dwarfs by the doors of stone, The masters of the rocks: would you know yet more?

Now Garm howls loud before Gnipahellir, The fetters will burst, and the wolf run free Much do I know, and more can see Of the fate of the gods, the mighty in fight.

From the east comes Hrym with shield held high; In giant-wrath does the serpent writhe; O'er the waves he twists, and the tawny eagle Gnaws corpses screaming; Naglfar is loose.

O'er the sea from the north there sails a ship With the people of Hel, at the helm stands Loki; After the wolf do wild men follow, And with them the brother of Byleist goes.

Surt fares from the south with the scourge of branches, The sun of the battle-gods shone from his sword; The crags are sundered, the giant-women sink, The dead throng Hel-way, and heaven is cloven.

Now comes to Hlin yet another hurt, When Othin fares to fight with the wolf, And Beli's fair slayer seeks out Surt, For there must fall the joy of Frigg.

Then comes Sigfather's mighty son, Vithar, to fight with the foaming wolf; In the giant's son does he thrust his sword Full to the heart: his father is avenged.

Hither there comes the son of Hlothyn, The bright snake gapes to heaven above; . . . . . . . . . . Against the serpent goes Othin's son.

In anger smites the warder of earth,-- Forth from their homes must all men flee;- Nine paces fares the son of Fjorgyn, And, slain by the serpent, fearless he sinks.

The sun turns black, earth sinks in the sea, The hot stars down from heaven are whirled; Fierce grows the steam and the life-feeding flame, Till fire leaps high about heaven itself.

Now Garm howls loud before Gnipahellir, The fetters will burst, and the wolf run free; Much do I know, and more can see Of the fate of the gods, the mighty in fight.

Now do I see the earth anew Rise all green from the waves again; The cataracts fall, and the eagle flies, And fish he catches beneath the cliffs.

The gods in Ithavoll meet together, Of the terrible girdler of earth they talk, And the mighty past they call to mind, And the ancient runes of the Ruler of Gods.

In wondrous beauty once again Shall the golden tables stand mid the grass, Which the gods had owned in the days of old, . . . . . . . . . .

Then fields unsowed bear ripened fruit, All ills grow better, and Baldr comes back; Baldr and Hoth dwell in Hropt's battle-hall, And the mighty gods: would you know yet more?

Then Hönir wins the prophetic wand, . . . . . . . . . . And the sons of the brothers of Tveggi abide In Vindheim now: would you know yet more?

More fair than the sun, a hall I see, Roofed with gold, on Gimle it stands; There shall the righteous rulers dwell, And happiness ever there shall they have.

There comes on high, all power to hold, A mighty lord, all lands he rules. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

From below the dragon dark comes forth, Nithhogg flying from Nithafjoll; The bodies of men on his wings he bears, The serpent bright: but now must I sink

[nithhaiahh]

Now that Fall is here, can we get a Nithy with a big sweater?

[nithhaiahh]

*Shows Nithy another book, this one is just straight up Kamasutra* Try this one, chapter 5 is mostly bend-over type poses and something called a 'jack-o' pose which was popular a while ago. You can try on a mirror to see how you look while making those poses.

"Oh, jack-o pose? Is this how you call it? For me is just my usual way of stretching and... sometimes fall asleep... But anyway let's read it!"

*5 minutes later

"The congress of a... cow. Late spring donkey... What the hell is this?"

[nithiseo]

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[warlock-enthusiast]

Hold on to what you've found

Phedre and her first bisexual crisis

the usual:

Nithys belongs to @feylen

Dráven belongs to @marriedkillianjones Alessa belongs to @infragalaxia

Phedre had stopped counting the days. They’d been traveling for how long? A month? And some more days that all felt like eternity. 

Being trapped in a dream of the Feye screwed with your perception of things. Even after waking up. She still heard the strange women in her dreams and witnessed the high elves repeating a thousand year old mistake. How easy to doom a whole nation. They’d needed nothing more than a decision about a nearing war and a false sense of safety. At least those dreamers were free now and wandered through the woods looking for traces of their ancestry. Phedre tried not to think about how it must feel. To sleep for such a long time, only to wake up and find everything gone. The punishment for slaying an Archfey.

Bercine seemed like a welcome distraction. A lively city trapped between mountains and forests and a place to spend the night. Phedre stretched her travel weary limbs as she climbed out of the wagon. She tried to catch Malcer’s eyes, but the druid seemed lost in his own thoughts. As a servant of the guardian of the forest those feye and elves must have hit something close to home. Or not. It was hard to tell with Malcer.

Phedre patted their horses instead. Lately cities didn’t scare her as much as they did before. Not that she would get used to the stink and how narrow and crowded everything looked. And the noise. Screaming and laughing and fighting. Nothing ever seemed quiet.

She saw Dráven unpacking their belongings and helped him with the backpacks.

“Where are we going to stay?”

“An Inn called the golden goldfish.” Her twin couldn’t bring himself to mention the name without shaking his head and a smile waiting at the corner of his mouth.

Alessa looked up from her book. “That is such a silly name.” 

Phedre agreed. Humans.

The decision to visit a bathing house was made in the blink of an eye. The dirt of the road clung to their skins and while Dráven and Fiam seemed far too eager to use a section for both men and women, Phedre followed Nithys to a far more secluded space. It offered the comfort of empty benches and a large pool filled with steaming water. Fresh towels and soap lay on a dresser and Phedre didn’t mind paying for something like that.

Watching Nithys undress unsettled her.

Phedre tried not to watch her, to concentrate on loosening the bindings of her armor and yet her eyes wandered. They’d seen each other naked more than once. The road seldom offered personal space and they would bathe and shower together with Alessa and Serenity. But in such close quarters the sight raised goosebumps on her arms. Phedre remembered their talk in Vindale, how Nithys had coughed and stumbled through her words about the princess. How sad she’d looked for a moment and how ashamed. To imagine having to watch Serenity falling in love with Fiam. It hurt.

Phedre climbed into the basin and felt the muscles in her body relax. Sitting in a wagon for hours made her limbs stiff and her mind cranky. But she’d sleep better tonight, whether Malcer was present or not. Soaps and oils offered a variety of smells and she reached for a soft sponge. 

Nithys sighed, trying to reach her back without much success.

“Do you need help?” She cursed herself for speaking without thinking and blushed when Nithys turned around to look at her. Phedre stared at her hands, unable to ignore the presence of a very wet and very naked tiefling so close to her.

“Would you mind?” Nithys seldom spoke without grace and eloquence and even now she kept her demeanor calm.

Phedre took another sponge and a piece of soap. “No.”

She could do this without further embarrassing herself and moved closer to touch Nithys. The graceful neck, her shoulders, the line of her spine. Phedre was glad that Nithys’ eyes were closed and for the steam, which hid her constant blush. Her skin was smooth and perfect and she felt awfully clumsy. Hands too weak to hold the sponge, the soap too slippery. 

It seemed unfair to be that pretty. Really, really unfair.

“Can you…” Nithys reached around her back. “My tail?”

Phedre fought against the urge to say something rather dumb or squeal or flee. She was sure that her brother could hear her heartbeat a few rooms away. Fainting wasn’t an option either. She could easily drown here. But that would save her from her own awkwardness. So maybe ...

Instead of drowning, Phedre took a deep breath. “Of course.”

Nithys rose, her lower back now visible. Phedre bit the inside of her cheeks and rubbed her neck. Touching the tail of a tiefling seemed rather intimate, even if she wasn’t sure why, but her concentration had long gone and the whole room appeared to be too warm und she willed herself to help. 

Soap, foam, sponge, water. Repeat.

“Are you alright?” Nithys looked over her shoulder. Even her wet hair seemed pretty, gracefully covering her shoulders and face while Phedre had to fight a mess reddish curls and knots and soaked feathers.

Her answer sounded like the squeak of a mouse. “Yes.” 

Why didn’t she possess the easy charms of her brother, sweet words and gestures? Though, he seemed a bit out of his depth in talking with Alessa, but she couldn’t help him with that. Phedre couldn’t help herself either and worked in silence. Brushed Nithys’s hair after putting on a towel and wondered how she deserved to be close to her. 

[warlock-enthusiast]

Dnd session was pure combat yesterday. Got into the desert's ruin (Phedre found an alternate entry with falling through the roof) and faced 40 grave robbers, who were armed with pistols. Fiam and his invisibilty cloak quickly killed a bunch, while Alessa went forward to face them. Her AC is otherworldy, so she got hit like once and believe me those guys tried really hard... Phedre wrecked them with ice storm after ice storm, while her twin snipered his way through the crowd and Nithys scorched and eldrich blasted them. Our dragonborn got hit pretty hard, though. Poor Ingrimm. Last six gave up, because Alessa is scary as fuck and a force of nature. Turns out those guys were cursed and couldn't tell us much and Fiam casually tortured one or two... Well. Yes. Ruins belong to some Lord of snakes and fire? Sounds like fun. Not.