The team was more than ready for this suggestion. They were already shrugging on their backpacks and stepping into the harnesses that would support them for the long descent. Tony helpfully offered one to Susan, wordlessly making sure she figured out what went where and how everything was supposed to fit with quirks of his head and the tug at straps while the voudou specialist filled her in. "Vodouisants believe that heat is related to aggression and disruption and spiritual chaos, like a fever. To be cool is to be calm and centered. There are spirits that dominate both of these states, but the cold is the ideal. I'm not sure how he was trying to explain it, but it seemed like he thought the presence and outpouring of help from all of these people outside of the community was making people here greedy and lazy, which just put them in a spiral of chaos," the man explained as he adjusted his own harness. By then, Tony had readied himself and was peering down into the strange crevasse, listening to the river below, which the scholar was ready to explain as well. "The Ville au Camp is the underwater city of what are called loa, or spirits," he said, then clammed up, obviously nervous about this aspect. It all was sounding scarily real for him.
Tony didn't look nearly so disturbed. He glanced back with a raised eyebrow and his hands on his hips, knowing that cult magic definitely wasn't their issue here, and just as sure that there was something down there. He was going to find it, and it was going to be awesome. "Race you," he challenged Sue, getting a flutter of panic from their knowledgeable friend, who may have never even heard the word 'rappel' in his life before.