[PQ] Altar of the Dead

what makes a desert beautiful...is that it hides a well, somewhere

"Well..." With a reverent tone and a smile, the ascended beams at Jack's interest, wrongly assuming of course that it has to do with a curiosity about the Voice rather than the types of things she'd miss were they snatched. "..since she has no need of physical objects, I suppose she likes things that are thoughtful. You know, not just gifts for gifts-sake." Glancing at the treasure trove that Jack indicates, Edwyn exhales in a way which puffs out his cheeks, offering up an almost caricature look of boy, what a great question. "Well, I don't really think they're needed, but it seems almost disrespectful to just...get rid of them. Does Torchline have some sort of place that takes donations for the less fortunate?"

Ugh. Aren't the ascended meant to be made of fluid, and not sugar?

Turning to Saiden, Edwyn immediately comes to his aid. He is stronger in the dark that's true, but this certainly isn't his skillset. If the three of them work together though, they just might be able to fortify things better than any one of them could on their own. "Far be it for me to point out the obvious, but you two look like you've done this sort of thing more than once. So just tell me where you want me."

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Up to Jack and Saiden to make a plan on how best to reinforce the mouth of the cave so that the loose boulders don't collapse!