Watching his guild master turn into a bird was amazing, and Quanil had to take a moment to focus up again after watching the provost and Isuma fly up into the air. They kept a firm hand on the rope as they walked into the labyrinth and called out for their sister.
"Thank you, Mr. Samuel." They were glad to have such a prestigious party here. "She's not a very sneaky person, so hopefully if she came this way, she should be easy to track.
"As for boggarts," they continued on to answer Ms. Weaver's question, "I'm actually not sure what we should look for. Just stay alert for anything suspicious, I suppose? I'm sorry, I know that's not much help."
They turned right at Provost Silversmith's suggestion - he just spoke to me - to us - as a bird! this is incredible! - and listened for a response from Freina. Nothing, at first, but as they went in, they could hear the susurration of the wind through the hedges that made up the Labyrinth's walls.
"We're all still together, right?" they asked, glancing back over their shoulder to reassure themselves. And Ms. Weaver and Mr. Samuel were still there, so they nodded. "Okay, good."
When they started losing daylight, they blinked and looked up at the steadily-enclosing canopy. "Oh, I didn't realize it could shift like this. PROVOST!" they called up. "You might need to come down while you still can!" They weren't willing to lose sight of him. The Labyrinth was already throwing surprises at their little group, and Quanil had felt so prepared before all of this.
When they came to the intersection, Quanil's natural reaction was to look around. But then they heard it. "A call for help!" they said. "Straight ahead!" They took a step in that direction but then paused. "But it might be boggarts. We should press forward carefully. Maybe Ms. Weaver with her scythe first, then..."
And that was when they realized they'd left their staff and backpack outside. They'd been so eager to get started, to see if maybe their lost sister was literally lost in here... Well, no point in wasting time on it now.
"...then me, then Mr. Samuel, then Provost Silversmith, if we can. At least, that's what I think. I'm open to suggestions."
Quanil wants to go Forward (to no one's surprise), but will listen to evidence provided by the others if they want to argue for a different path (or a different order for them all to walk in).
Is Jigano staying airborne or rejoining the party, and what does Provost Mr. Silversmith the Sage, sir think? Is Isuma still happily reeping?!
"Thank you, Mr. Samuel." They were glad to have such a prestigious party here. "She's not a very sneaky person, so hopefully if she came this way, she should be easy to track.
"As for boggarts," they continued on to answer Ms. Weaver's question, "I'm actually not sure what we should look for. Just stay alert for anything suspicious, I suppose? I'm sorry, I know that's not much help."
They turned right at Provost Silversmith's suggestion - he just spoke to me - to us - as a bird! this is incredible! - and listened for a response from Freina. Nothing, at first, but as they went in, they could hear the susurration of the wind through the hedges that made up the Labyrinth's walls.
"We're all still together, right?" they asked, glancing back over their shoulder to reassure themselves. And Ms. Weaver and Mr. Samuel were still there, so they nodded. "Okay, good."
When they started losing daylight, they blinked and looked up at the steadily-enclosing canopy. "Oh, I didn't realize it could shift like this. PROVOST!" they called up. "You might need to come down while you still can!" They weren't willing to lose sight of him. The Labyrinth was already throwing surprises at their little group, and Quanil had felt so prepared before all of this.
When they came to the intersection, Quanil's natural reaction was to look around. But then they heard it. "A call for help!" they said. "Straight ahead!" They took a step in that direction but then paused. "But it might be boggarts. We should press forward carefully. Maybe Ms. Weaver with her scythe first, then..."
And that was when they realized they'd left their staff and backpack outside. They'd been so eager to get started, to see if maybe their lost sister was literally lost in here... Well, no point in wasting time on it now.
"...then me, then Mr. Samuel, then Provost Silversmith, if we can. At least, that's what I think. I'm open to suggestions."
Quanil wants to go Forward (to no one's surprise), but will listen to evidence provided by the others if they want to argue for a different path (or a different order for them all to walk in).
Is Jigano staying airborne or rejoining the party, and what does Provost Mr. Silversmith the Sage, sir think? Is Isuma still happily reeping?!
