Chapter 7: To Gravenhollow

Several more days pass as you wander through the unending gloom of the Underdark. You travel in near-darkness most of the time unless you wander through caverns lit by luminescent fungi. Were it not for the guiding light of the amulet, you would have no idea where to go.

Tensions are running high among your underlings after the disappearance of Wayne and Garth. On the twelfth day out, as you travel through the quiet caverns, you hear shouting from the back of your group.

"Suck a beholder's eyestalk, you ignorant son of horse's ass!" one of the men, Otto by name, shouts from the back of the group, his raised voice piercing through the silence of the cavern and echoing ominously through the surrounding tunnels.

"You... you... son of a bitch," the other man, Alondo, shouts, far less eloquent imaginative Otto. He looks like he's about to turn away, but then launches a punch at Otto's face, connecting with the other man's cheek and sending him staggering back.

Xeliss would say that Otto looks more skilled and tougher, but Alondo got the first hit in the exchange and doesn't look afraid to fight dirty. It could be anyone's victory at this point.

Both men have the decency to look ashamed as Melpomene berates them. Otto rubs the back of his head and looks away, not saying anything but looking profoundly uncomfortable.

Alondo turns beet red, but shakes his head, "Don't matter now," he says, obviously not keen on revealing the cause of the scuffle.

Otto shakes his head, "No, I think not," he says firmly as Alondo opens his mouth to speak, causing the other man to remain silent, "I can promise it won't cause further issues like this. That should suffice, should it not?"

"Stallion?" they both ask, eyes flicking toward Mai'ngor.

"Not quite," Otto says, shaking his head, "Just talking about a girl back home is all, I swear."