Unsurprisingly, Zef's ideas about what might come next do not fill Ronin with glee, and he groans his acknowledgement that she's probably right about it all around another large gulp of liquor. Demigodly constitution does a lot to prevent him getting drunk nearly as fast as he'd like to, but gods, if cataclysm, danger, woe doesn't make him want to try, he's not sure what else might. "Well, at least if I'm being put to work it will keep my mind off the woe," he figures.
At the mention of a lava bath of all things, Ronin is reminded of yet another tidbit about the Ancients, and he finds himself smiling despite himself. "Have you always been inclined to surf?" he asks curiously. "In lava or water...? I don't imagine a board would last long in the former..."
Not expecting the blatant disbelief at the Weightless Waterfall on his doorstep, Ronin tilts his head, and if this were a world where Instagram existed, he'd have shown her the evidence. "No, it just flows... up Some of it falls away at the top and gathers in the pool, but the rest just goes upriver. It's magic - I don't know how much it needs to make sense."
At the mention of a lava bath of all things, Ronin is reminded of yet another tidbit about the Ancients, and he finds himself smiling despite himself. "Have you always been inclined to surf?" he asks curiously. "In lava or water...? I don't imagine a board would last long in the former..."
Not expecting the blatant disbelief at the Weightless Waterfall on his doorstep, Ronin tilts his head, and if this were a world where Instagram existed, he'd have shown her the evidence. "No, it just flows... up Some of it falls away at the top and gathers in the pool, but the rest just goes upriver. It's magic - I don't know how much it needs to make sense."
