While Bodush negotiates with the Dragon, Mendez takes a moment to look around.
Black cloaks, Gray Elves and the drably armoured Orcs and Ogres. All dead or dying.
He is surrounded by the stench of evil. Even his friends no longer profess any leanings toward goodness.
Mendez feels a great weight settle on his chest and shoulders.
He was the only one who could have stopped this atrocity and he failed.
He must find a way to right this wrong.
Turning around, Mendez risks a quick look up at the Dragon and the Devil.
…
Perhaps not today though.
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For Thesis, the moment between the arrival of the dragon and devil and now, waiting for them to speak, seem like forever.
Time itself seems to have stopped. Is it a trick induced by having an open portal to a plane of hell within throwing distance, or is it something altogether more benign?
Thesis suspects that it is just that he has been holding his breath and the lack of air has made his head feel a little light.
And anyway, it is not quite forever, more like a week ;)
Bodush is probably driving a hard bargain.
;)
Bodush takes a deep breath and curses the undergraduates in a different plane.
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