The Skayleigh's ears were in well enough shape to hear Alice's answer very well even though there were now like a dozen of partially armored feet trampling on a layer of rocky dirt and pebble in the middle of a tunnel whose walls were perfectly suited for echoing. Still some part of him immediately came up with a great desire that it would have been scrambled beyond recognition for that same part considered it to be quite foolish. If those rogs had extensive experience with underground movement they'd probably be considerable faster than he was, for example. An-Hasst felt far too towering for this way of creeping through a secret unterground passage and given his crouched position he probably was. It would have been less of an annoyance if it had not been for the wounds acquired in the recent fighting which were in those areas of his body he now had to bend in order to get through here. The thought of them being torn open again by this at some point was something that lingered in his mind.

Some were eating. By now the Skayleigh felt hungry enough to do the same, reaching for his bag and pulling out some or the ordinary supplies he had brought with him. He was nowhere near making as much of a noisy event out of it as some other particular individuals were though. His eyesight would have been sufficient for careful maneuvering around here despite the utter darkness, but why be careful when you have been given some fancy stuff to use instead ? And if there'd be yet another fight suddenly rearing its ugly head he'd be glad about already having full vision.

And then there it was. Quite the opposite of the tunnel ending in some kind of blocade like he had been thinking, but not a happy end either. Was the Kaelic island riddled with such unknown, subterranean structures in a similar manner ? Thinking about this possibility was quite a bit dissatisfying to put it this way. An-Hasst kept as close to the wall as he could. After all feet covered in metal or other rigid armor and wet rock that might even have been polished by aeons of water could be a very slippery combination and who knew if anyone would have the power [i]and[/i] enough grip to stop him once he had started approaching this abyssal... unintentionally. The thought of putting off his massively armored boots and continuing on bare feet did strike his mind, but he'd not do that until it was clear that they'd actually take one of the roads leading ahead and not turn around.

[color=ffff00]"Something tells me that someone here will bring up the idea of continuing this way, and some other thing also tells me that someone is already halfway expecting me to bring up the argument against that idea. Am I right ?"[/color] At this point An-Hasst darted an intensive stare at Settionne, but neither could he be sure that the tiny man would actually be able to see it in this environment nor did he actually think that the priest was the only one in question. [color=ffff00]"Well... let's put it this way. I firmly believe that our [i]real goal[/i] is not in this direction. Unless..."[/color] The Skayleigh heaved himself closer to the dwarf. [color=ffff00]"Geradin ? Aren't you the expert for such situations ? Do you have any idea what this could be aside from obviously being a large cavern ? Were could it lead to ?"[/color]


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