Gruki couldn't feel Kaarle's hand through the thick sleeve of her gambeson. I'm fine, he said, as if she would fall for that! 'If you're sure?' She stooped to get a closer look. She failed to spot any cuts or bruises but that did not mean they were not there. I swear by the Eldyr's acorns, if he's lying to me...
Deciding to believe him, Gruki took a step back, sighed. It took her a full ten seconds to realise her sword was still in her hand.
Wiping the blade clean on her cloak, the squire slid it back into its scabbard with a dull click. The monster, whatever it was, had moved on. And so should we. 'Agreed!' Her voice echoed about the cavernous library as she turned to regard the steps Kaarle was staring at.
Cast from iron, they spiralled away, up into the black maw awaiting them.
'I'll see what I can do,' the squire acknowledged, picking a careful path through the wreckage. She caught a shelf with her boot, sent it rebounding off a stone support. 'Sorry,' she whispered, grimacing at her own clumsiness. Clicking her fingers, she watched as the glowing ball of lochlight descended to hover near her shoulder. 'There! That's better!'
Clearing away the gathered debris, the she-orc mounted the steps, started to climb. She had to bow her head to keep from banging it on the steps above. Apparently, the Belgrath's hadn't taken anyone over six-feet-tall into account when they had built the place.
'I sure hope we find something soon,' she said, click-clanking her way up to the next floor. 'Rooting around in dungeons sure has lost its appeal.'
Kaarle
Deciding to believe him, Gruki took a step back, sighed. It took her a full ten seconds to realise her sword was still in her hand.
Wiping the blade clean on her cloak, the squire slid it back into its scabbard with a dull click. The monster, whatever it was, had moved on. And so should we. 'Agreed!' Her voice echoed about the cavernous library as she turned to regard the steps Kaarle was staring at.
Cast from iron, they spiralled away, up into the black maw awaiting them.
'I'll see what I can do,' the squire acknowledged, picking a careful path through the wreckage. She caught a shelf with her boot, sent it rebounding off a stone support. 'Sorry,' she whispered, grimacing at her own clumsiness. Clicking her fingers, she watched as the glowing ball of lochlight descended to hover near her shoulder. 'There! That's better!'
Clearing away the gathered debris, the she-orc mounted the steps, started to climb. She had to bow her head to keep from banging it on the steps above. Apparently, the Belgrath's hadn't taken anyone over six-feet-tall into account when they had built the place.
'I sure hope we find something soon,' she said, click-clanking her way up to the next floor. 'Rooting around in dungeons sure has lost its appeal.'
Kaarle
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