there's light at the edge of the darkness
Alright. If Remi wanted shouting, Loren could do shouting. Ohhhhh boy could he do shouting. ”Yeah I fucking know that!” Exasperated, he threw up his free hand, the annoyance needing an outlet. ”But his corpse was tossed, thrown, before I do could anything ‘bout it, and I ain’t, wasn’t about to risk lives getting it back when there were monsters right fucking there. Writing in blood and shit.” That hadn’t all been super coherent, but hopefully the gist of it got across.
At the mostly calm voice from the alchemist, though, the Launceleyn subsided. Mostly. ”No. Encountered a monster is not all right. But no one else is gonna die. Probably. Unless they break another door down. But nah, we’re good. I got the fucker. Trapped it and lit it up. Took the Rathskellar with it, but hey, it was a lost cause anyway.” Yeah. It had burned. Hot and fast, hopefully enough to kill every single monster that had tried to invade this place.
At the mostly calm voice from the alchemist, though, the Launceleyn subsided. Mostly. ”No. Encountered a monster is not all right. But no one else is gonna die. Probably. Unless they break another door down. But nah, we’re good. I got the fucker. Trapped it and lit it up. Took the Rathskellar with it, but hey, it was a lost cause anyway.” Yeah. It had burned. Hot and fast, hopefully enough to kill every single monster that had tried to invade this place.
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