They'd all gotten out alive and uneaten, for which Jigano was grateful. The lack of mageglass was disappointing but hardly unexpected; he'd known it was a longshot going in, but he would have preferred an empty mine to a cannibal-filled mine, if he'd been given his preference. Still, courtesy suggested he at least report back to the Warden to let him know that the place was a literal and figurative dead end, full of dead people parts and the other people who ate them.
Something Neron had likely suspected, and Jigano couldn't say the Warden hadn't warned him.
His toll to the guards had included a sack full of loaves of bread and apples, and he had another treat or two to offer the Warden when he reached the Palace, taking his place in the line of petitioners for the weekly 'let's bother Neron' session. There weren't many people today, which the bard considered lucky for his own reasons as he waited patiently for his turn to come andNeron to (hopefully) see him.
Something Neron had likely suspected, and Jigano couldn't say the Warden hadn't warned him.
His toll to the guards had included a sack full of loaves of bread and apples, and he had another treat or two to offer the Warden when he reached the Palace, taking his place in the line of petitioners for the weekly 'let's bother Neron' session. There weren't many people today, which the bard considered lucky for his own reasons as he waited patiently for his turn to come and
