how do you wanna face it? when the end is so close you can taste it
I laugh at Zeph; he knows that flattery, even obvious flattery, will get him just about anything in this bar.
Clinking their glasses (and sliding Jack’s back to him, he probably needs the water more ‘n I do), I nod, gaze turning thoughtful. “Yeah, me ‘n Melita ‘n Sunjata went to try ‘n see if it was still passable. We managed to find our way to where all the tunnels meet, but there’s lava, floodin’, ‘n something dangerous down there. Two dead ‘uns with scorched faces ‘n messages about how it’s awake.” I press my fingers of my forehead and rub ‘em against my hairline. “Most of the glyphs are still readable. Then there’s a whole other new passage from the entrance that we didn’t take.”
I look at the both of ‘em frankly. “If they’re gonna be useable, it needs a lot more explorin’, and it needs someone who knows the glyphs to go with whoever’s gonna fight whatever’s burnin' faces off down there.” By my tone it should be clear that that ain’t gonna be me. I’m a facilitator, not a fighter.
Clinking their glasses (and sliding Jack’s back to him, he probably needs the water more ‘n I do), I nod, gaze turning thoughtful. “Yeah, me ‘n Melita ‘n Sunjata went to try ‘n see if it was still passable. We managed to find our way to where all the tunnels meet, but there’s lava, floodin’, ‘n something dangerous down there. Two dead ‘uns with scorched faces ‘n messages about how it’s awake.” I press my fingers of my forehead and rub ‘em against my hairline. “Most of the glyphs are still readable. Then there’s a whole other new passage from the entrance that we didn’t take.”
I look at the both of ‘em frankly. “If they’re gonna be useable, it needs a lot more explorin’, and it needs someone who knows the glyphs to go with whoever’s gonna fight whatever’s burnin' faces off down there.” By my tone it should be clear that that ain’t gonna be me. I’m a facilitator, not a fighter.
