Starrbeardo says:
I'm sorry this isn't to your liking my friend. Perhaps adventures like this, though trying at times, can serve as inspiration to you for a new series of plays. The experience something to draw against to add depth to your already magnificent performances.Kit eyes the Dwarf with a sideways tilt of his head.
Believe me, I can gain just as much inspiration hearing tales of adventures while safe in a pub. Witnessing such events firsthand only clouds the mind with reality. My art is about truth and need have only the barest resemblance to events as they actually happened.
Ramen says:
I'd say your dancing lights illuminated our condition quite well Marlowe. Says Raishe with a smile.
Kit smiles up at the cleric's words, only slightly convinced of the reality of the statement, but appreciating the effort nonetheless.
G3rmanicus says:
Aye, Marlowe. Fighting isn’t for everyone. I myself love getting into the thick of things, but it is not something I wish to continue. I have been getting exposed to the "civilized" way of living through you guys and it has been reminding me of what I once had. I want to seek resolve so there can be no more need for people like you to fight, although your actions were very helpful! I will try to stay closer to you in battle to help ward off anything that comes into reach.
Iman wipes off some of the sweat from his forehead, looks at Raishe, then to the party.
Lets find what we can and press forward, there is no time to rest here. The longer we stay the harder it will become. Crow, lead us to the source you have discovered.Kit's face reddens at the idea that he has become a burden to be protected. The magicks he has practiced since his youth have all been sound and illusion, designed to enhance his performances on the stage. Seeing Raishe's healing powers and Pageflap's electrifying touch has made him feel as if he would have done better by the party if he had stayed in one of the larger villages and eked out a meager living entertaining the locals.
He rises wearily to his feet and feels quickly in his pack to touch the mystical tome that is all he has left of his uncle. He vows to himself to unlock its secrets, if for no other reason than to find the power to be less burdensome to his companions. He sighs heavily and says,
At this point, going forward seems the least objectionable to all the objectionable options, since I imagine I'm the only one sensible enough to vote for going back.
Ramen says:
A bit of perspiration won't deter my spirit. We have just rid our kind hosts of their bug problem, I imagine this should gain us enough time and favor for us to continue into our inquiries. Let us carry on. Toward the sound of water or the other way? I imagine, Raishe, that we have only seen the beginning of our hosts' troubles. Pageflap seems to think farther into the tunnel is the way to go. Unless anyone has any better ideas, I say we head in the direction our feathered friend has indicated.
Pushing his fears to the back of his mind, he starts off in the direction Pageflap indicated. He raises his hand in the air and, orating to the back of the "theater," intones deeply,
Let us dive directly into danger, for it is said that "Cowards will die many times before their deaths, but the valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, it seems to me most strange that men should fear; seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come."