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  1. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    His quiet, unconditional support steeled her more than he could ever know. His very presence helped ward off the encroaching dread that pressed down with the weight and musk of the earth. Scabhair exhaled and approached the alcove again. Nothing had changed within the opening, affirming her...
  2. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    They were still alive and breathing. Scabhair closed her eyes and thanked the spirits for their favour. “I can hear a waterfall on the other side of this wall,” she said from her end of the room, motioning behind the control mechanisms. “And I couldn’t before.” The sound was deep, thus the...
  3. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    “I don’t know,” she admitted, brows still knotted in thought. “I can… guess, but anything we touch here might pose us a risk of unknown proportions.” What were the alternatives, however? Wander back and into the pitch black; wander forward and into the pitch black again. What remained of the...
  4. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    The apse and its shadows were all too full of her deep-seated fears, and so Scabhair lingered like a summer child on the edge of the green light. Her eyes were drawn again to the shadow of her companion slicing through the water, maneuvering past the remains of the statues in search of...
  5. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    In the empty cavern, their steps and words carried heavy and loud even when they were yards apart. It was uncanny – for a brief, unfocused moment, Scabhair had even thought Hath had followed behind her, so close echoed his rough voice. Her hairs stood on end as she clambered across the chamber...
  6. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    The scholar in question cast her silver eyes about the cavern once again, angry that she hadn’t thought to grab her rucksack off Ino’s saddle before running into the burning city. There were so many runes, symbols, glyphs, and pictograms to commit to paper. Now she could only squint and hope to...
  7. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    The only answer she could offer for his first question was a shake of her head. If her suspicions were right – more than suspicions, really, given what she could see of the murals and inscriptions – then this place was second only to Uroghosh in age. And that… even Scabhair struggled to...
  8. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    How could she not? After however many minutes – or hours – they had spent stumbling through the dark, any semblance of light, however faint and inconstant, was like a guiding star on a foreign firmament. Scabhair squeezed his forearm in a gesture of agreement and a bid for silence all at once...
  9. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    Forward it was. Scabhair drew the stale air deep into her lungs and gave Hath’s strong hand a squeeze. They would see this through. The both of them had seen harsher places on this earth. An abandoned city under Bhathairk would not be the end of them. Brushing past him, the half-orc stopped...
  10. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    So it was. Scabhair, who was not so far up her own ass as some Elbion scholars, eschewed stating the obvious. Out of instinct she dropped her voice to a whisper, not knowing whether they were facing a natural phenomenon or something more… organic in origin. “Shall we keep going forward...
  11. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    Her smile was paper-thin, barely tugging and holding her lips for more than a few moments, but it was the thought that warmed her heart more than the act itself. Hath was a good, reliable man in many things, and she would gladly rely on him both in war and peace. But for the comfort of a soul...
  12. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    So kept talking she did – that, at the very least, was something she could assuredly do. Come hell or high water, bitter cold, arid heat, the breathless air of the Spine or the stale stink of the underground, Scabhair could always run her mouth. “It would, of course, depend on the era we’re...
  13. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    “No,” Scabhair echoed the faint tone of his words, and tried very hard not to listen to the syllable itself reverberating into the abyss below. “It is not shallow.” She pinched the bridge of her nose and inhaled the stale underground air. It didn’t help. She exhaled, hating how thready the...
  14. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    Despite the half-light, Scabhair could make out the pain on Hath’s face clear as day. Her mouth twisted into a sad moue as she squeezed his hand more firmly. “Let’s make the best of it.” She her first step into the narrow corridor with a deep breath, supporting half her weight on the wall and...
  15. Scabhair

    Private Tales Return to Bhatairk

    She clasped the back of his neck with an eager hand, uncaring for the moment that he would feel the mute sobs wracking her frame. They had seen the Rites together; each unfurled and reduced to nothing but earth, wind, and fire. A track of dry tears on her cheeks could not ever change that, nor...