SAMUEL
Stretch out my life
And pick the seams out
What he read on the Tombstone made Sam's brow furrow, but he couldn't tell that any of it was going to be particularly useful for their adventure; in fact, if he'd read this before they'd moved the grave, he would have told them absolutely not to. All he did was mumble under his breath 'Emyr...is that his name?' before stepping back.
The tunnel that had been revealed looked terrifyingly deep; he watched Sunjata fly down easily and momentarily regretted not taking him up on the shifts, but Wessex had a solution. Thankful, Sam took a portion of it in his hands and carefully, trying to touch as little of the slime on the edges as he could (he knew just what it could do now, after all) let himself be lowered down into the depths.
Once he was down, blinking a couple of times to adjust his Ascended eyes to the new level of darkness, he tapped his shoulder in case Sunjata was still looking for somewhere to set down. "Here."
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Sam takes Wessex up on her offer and uses her rope to get down the tunnel, careful as he can be not to touch the slime on the sides. (then offers his shoulder for bat!Jata to perch on).
The tunnel that had been revealed looked terrifyingly deep; he watched Sunjata fly down easily and momentarily regretted not taking him up on the shifts, but Wessex had a solution. Thankful, Sam took a portion of it in his hands and carefully, trying to touch as little of the slime on the edges as he could (he knew just what it could do now, after all) let himself be lowered down into the depths.
Once he was down, blinking a couple of times to adjust his Ascended eyes to the new level of darkness, he tapped his shoulder in case Sunjata was still looking for somewhere to set down. "Here."
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Sam takes Wessex up on her offer and uses her rope to get down the tunnel, careful as he can be not to touch the slime on the sides. (then offers his shoulder for bat!Jata to perch on).
take what you like
but close my ears and eyes
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