[PQ+] 'neath sleeping town, follow me down

Being here brought back memories, ones that Ronin would rather forget. So Ronin came, dressed in more layers than he had worn since the end of Flowerbirth, his hands buried in the pockets of his coat, his tan out of place in the chill wind and nipping cold of the approaching snows. Sugar was draped about his shoulders, and Emmett's axe sat in its holster beneath the coat. He hoped he wouldn't need it. He hoped they wouldn't take any tunnels close to the ones where they had found the boy in the end. They head down into the darkness and it is the anxiety that causes Ronin to start to shine softly with starlight, lending them something to see by if they don't have any lanterns. "Ready," he said softly. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.