Stooping to avoid bumping his head wasn't the most comfortable way to walk and it wasn't going to be something he wanted to do for very long, but at least Oia's story up ahead provided an interesting distraction as he tried different ways of walking - half-crouched, or bent over, feeling the weight of the mountain pressing down on his hunched shoulders the farther they went into the mountain's depths...
Until the sound of an arrow striking stone jerked his head up--
Ouch!
And he blinked away some tears of pain as he saw the pinned sprite beyond the twins's heads, and the silently-mouthed warning from them. Movingly slowly he pulled the lantern back, hiding its light behind him as he turned to look at Oliver with a raised brow. The young man had led them to the mountains and this was his expedition. Did he wish to learn more of these sprite-killing cultists ahead? ... or attempt to retreat back to where the dragon had been roaring its approach from behind?
Jigano hides the lantern's light and looks to Oliver for a decision on how he'd like them to proceed.
Until the sound of an arrow striking stone jerked his head up--
Ouch!
And he blinked away some tears of pain as he saw the pinned sprite beyond the twins's heads, and the silently-mouthed warning from them. Movingly slowly he pulled the lantern back, hiding its light behind him as he turned to look at Oliver with a raised brow. The young man had led them to the mountains and this was his expedition. Did he wish to learn more of these sprite-killing cultists ahead? ... or attempt to retreat back to where the dragon had been roaring its approach from behind?
Jigano hides the lantern's light and looks to Oliver for a decision on how he'd like them to proceed.
