[ Something's wrong, he can feel it as they enter. But for the life of him, he can't place his finger on what. Between the pain and the bloodloss and the sheer fucking awe, thinking is like moving through knee-deep mud right now.
Perhaps it's just that the place- it's nowhere near in good repair now, but it's a lot healthier than it was a few hours ago. Cracks in the walls are sealed with something that he knows can't really be molten rock but that certainly looks the part, glowing softly in the darker parts of the rafters. Furniture that had been broken from centuries of disrepair is now only very, very worn from centuries of disrepair. The kitchen is cleaner than any of the parts that the castle grew before were, free of dust if not of wear. ]
Go find your shit. Don't worry, I'm not about to get up and go anywhere while you're gone.
[ No matter how overwarm the kitchen's fire is. Sypha will no doubt show up eventually, and he'll ask her to get it down to a bearable level.
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[ Something's wrong, he can feel it as they enter. But for the life of him, he can't place his finger on what. Between the pain and the bloodloss and the sheer fucking awe, thinking is like moving through knee-deep mud right now.
Perhaps it's just that the place- it's nowhere near in good repair now, but it's a lot healthier than it was a few hours ago. Cracks in the walls are sealed with something that he knows can't really be molten rock but that certainly looks the part, glowing softly in the darker parts of the rafters. Furniture that had been broken from centuries of disrepair is now only very, very worn from centuries of disrepair. The kitchen is cleaner than any of the parts that the castle grew before were, free of dust if not of wear. ]
Go find your shit. Don't worry, I'm not about to get up and go anywhere while you're gone.
[ No matter how overwarm the kitchen's fire is. Sypha will no doubt show up eventually, and he'll ask her to get it down to a bearable level.
...where is Sypha? ]