[center][h2]Krunk Fortress, Lobby[/h2]
[sub]Big doors for little people.[/sub][/center]

     Ainra was...pretty annoyed. Jenso had been standing [i]right there[/i] and just let them roll away from him back into the big fortress. And now they were gone, and they were stuck in a big room with too many doors and it was all quite frustrating. To top it all off, now there was this new guy, who seemed to be too tired to care.

     [color=forestgreen]"Uuuugh. I just wanted to beat the shit out of these guys, and now we're stuck in their big fuckoff fortress and have no idea where to go. ...We should start by looking for the kitchen though, just a suggestion--"[/color] Ainra was cut off with speechlessness as their newest comrade suddenly punched a door and drew his weapon. His distress and murderous intent silenced her casual sarcasm in an instant.

    [color=forestgreen]"Wait, what? Hey, uh, your name was Zerraf? What's the big deal about this pillow?"[/color]