Much as he hated to admit it, Tal's main experience with the Fangs was going over them, not into them. When he heard that he needed to find a diamond in the rocks he had paced and scowled and tried to find another option...
But in the end he'd penned a letter to Sah.
Hey Jester,
I need to hire your hunting services, but not for the usual. I hear you've been into the tunnels in the mountains a few times, and I need to find a diamond down there.
Dierdre made rum cookies last night, so when we get back you can stop in for some.
~T. Seawright
And, in short, that was how Tal and Boreal found themselves standing at the mouth of an imposing-looking cave the next day. The sled was parked at the base of the mountains in a sheltered grove of pines and now the courier slanted a look sideways to his... rival? Frenemy. Or whatever Sah was. Shit had gotten confusing lately. "You sure this is the right cave?"
But in the end he'd penned a letter to Sah.
Hey Jester,
I need to hire your hunting services, but not for the usual. I hear you've been into the tunnels in the mountains a few times, and I need to find a diamond down there.
Dierdre made rum cookies last night, so when we get back you can stop in for some.
~T. Seawright
And, in short, that was how Tal and Boreal found themselves standing at the mouth of an imposing-looking cave the next day. The sled was parked at the base of the mountains in a sheltered grove of pines and now the courier slanted a look sideways to his... rival? Frenemy. Or whatever Sah was. Shit had gotten confusing lately. "You sure this is the right cave?"
