Shake, Rattle and Roll (OPEN)

What the hell was this thing? Ronin knew better than to go exploring by himself - thus far he'd been nearly eaten to death by the monster at the Spire, attacked by a mist bear, set upon by a stone golem that hated light and had his Echo explode into a lobster. Okay, the lobster was pretty cool - in fact, Echo was riding on his shoulder as he walked, clacking her claws along with his footsteps. Apparently, though, knowing better did not prevent one from doing it anyway. Gravel from the ruins crunched underfoot as he approached the Bone Bridge, Ronin's hands buried deep in the pockets of his coat. His attire was more and more battered these days, given that he had left all of his amenities and changes of clothing back in Northaven. Honestly, though, he didn't know what it was, but getting back to where they came from just... wasn't occurring to him so often any more. Besides, there was this bridge thing to contend with in his immediate future. "Huh," he said, his voice swallowed up into the mist of the gorge. RONIN I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you but not as much as I do