if I ever start to think straight
Looking between the Spire and the stranger, Amun squinted. "You have a light? Can I see it?" He put his hands together palm-to-palm and brought them up as if he was praying. "Please?"
Following the other man's gesture, Amun frowned. "Huh. Weird. Is that a doorway?" Then he grinned. "Wait, do you think there are secret tunnels into the Spire?" He stumbled forward a few steps.
At the sight of pottery, though, he immediately knelt down to pick it up. Turning it around in his hands, he brought it up to his eye and moved it forward and back a few times.
Glancing up at the stranger's words, the potter cocked his head to one side. "Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about, new friend buddy person. The Spire is like, hundreds of years old. I think"
His eyes widened. "Ohhhhhhh are you a newcomer? Or are you sick? There's something going around you know." Nodding, he stood up. Wandering over to the other man, Amun attempted to pat the stranger's shoulder but completely missed. "That's okay. We'll get you sorted out."
Zhanshi, who'd been inspecting the entryway, tunneled back to them. Beginning to circle at the feet of the two men, the landshark fashioned his teeth on the potter's boot. Amun wagged a finger at his companion. "No biting!" However, the potter was grinning, showing off the fangs that were the trademark of the Ascended.
Well that and their unfortunate tendency to explode when exposed to fire. Pretty, pretty fire.
Following the other man's gesture, Amun frowned. "Huh. Weird. Is that a doorway?" Then he grinned. "Wait, do you think there are secret tunnels into the Spire?" He stumbled forward a few steps.
At the sight of pottery, though, he immediately knelt down to pick it up. Turning it around in his hands, he brought it up to his eye and moved it forward and back a few times.
Glancing up at the stranger's words, the potter cocked his head to one side. "Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about, new friend buddy person. The Spire is like, hundreds of years old. I think"
His eyes widened. "Ohhhhhhh are you a newcomer? Or are you sick? There's something going around you know." Nodding, he stood up. Wandering over to the other man, Amun attempted to pat the stranger's shoulder but completely missed. "That's okay. We'll get you sorted out."
Zhanshi, who'd been inspecting the entryway, tunneled back to them. Beginning to circle at the feet of the two men, the landshark fashioned his teeth on the potter's boot. Amun wagged a finger at his companion. "No biting!" However, the potter was grinning, showing off the fangs that were the trademark of the Ascended.
Well that and their unfortunate tendency to explode when exposed to fire. Pretty, pretty fire.
this heart will start a riot in me
Amun
