"I don't get it," Tal admitted, scowling at the words on the stone and running his fingers over them. "It's all just... gods an' critters an' stuff, y'know? ...But... maybe..." He squinted harder and chewed his lip, fingers sliding to the cracks in the rock around the words. "Safrin, if y'could give us a hint, I'd sure appreciate it." He figured it wouldn't hurt to ask for a little help. It was that or give up and go home, and the courier wasn't ready to admit defeat just yet. Neither was Boreal, the dragon snuffling helpfully at the word for 'luxere' before giving it a lick.
Tal is using his INT to get a hint!
Tal is using his INT to get a hint!
