06-25-2009, 05:00 AM
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"Look around Daniel. Think you're going to find any rope in this place?"
The half-elf looked at the barren crystal walls that surrounded them. Signs of human habitation were completely in absence.
"However..." the guardian sighed reluctantly, "maybe we can spare a few moments. Tiberius, hold up."
"What now?" the old man growled.
"Sit. We're taking a break."
"Are you MAD?"
"At the moment, just annoyed. The lad here and I have had a long day, as I'm sure you recall. Now SIT."
Tiberius reluctantly settled down on the ground a few feet from the others, grumbling under his breath. Marcus sat across the passage from him, his back leaning against the wall and the spear leisurely placed across his lap where he could get to it easily.
Daniel sank down heavily and rubbed his sore feet and immediately felt a little better. He never thought he'd miss wearing shoes. This place under the fortress... how big was it? It just seemed to keep going forever. He guessed that by now they were outside the citadel walls somewhere.
"Are we almost there?" he asked.
"We'll get there soon enough halfbre- Daniel," Tiberius corrected himself and glared at Marcus.
"Good," the guardian chuckled. "Can't see how anyone would want to stay in the place."
"Balthus finds it most fascinating," replied Tiberius.
"No wonder Balthus is both crazy and dead. Well, mostly dead," Marcus added.
"Look around Daniel. Think you're going to find any rope in this place?"
The half-elf looked at the barren crystal walls that surrounded them. Signs of human habitation were completely in absence.
"However..." the guardian sighed reluctantly, "maybe we can spare a few moments. Tiberius, hold up."
"What now?" the old man growled.
"Sit. We're taking a break."
"Are you MAD?"
"At the moment, just annoyed. The lad here and I have had a long day, as I'm sure you recall. Now SIT."
Tiberius reluctantly settled down on the ground a few feet from the others, grumbling under his breath. Marcus sat across the passage from him, his back leaning against the wall and the spear leisurely placed across his lap where he could get to it easily.
Daniel sank down heavily and rubbed his sore feet and immediately felt a little better. He never thought he'd miss wearing shoes. This place under the fortress... how big was it? It just seemed to keep going forever. He guessed that by now they were outside the citadel walls somewhere.
"Are we almost there?" he asked.
"We'll get there soon enough halfbre- Daniel," Tiberius corrected himself and glared at Marcus.
"Good," the guardian chuckled. "Can't see how anyone would want to stay in the place."
"Balthus finds it most fascinating," replied Tiberius.
"No wonder Balthus is both crazy and dead. Well, mostly dead," Marcus added.