Soon enough, Arlen has packed everything Nior deems necessary, and Harin has secured his adventure kit/combat bindle. They are ready for adventure.
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Such adventure!
Mir takes the lead on the way to the cave, even though Nior remembers the trail better; Mir has more fun leading.
The cave turns out to be very explorable, folded into the side of a particularly large and craggly hill, filled with limestone pillars and strangely shaped rocks. Mir mandates the distribution of torches to everyone before they head in any farther than the entrance.
Mir takes the lead on the way to the cave, even though Nior remembers the trail better; Mir has more fun leading.
The cave turns out to be very explorable, folded into the side of a particularly large and craggly hill, filled with limestone pillars and strangely shaped rocks. Mir mandates the distribution of torches to everyone before they head in any farther than the entrance.
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Harin is content to look at the cool rocks, for his part. And shepherd Arlen, when necessary.
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(Harin sometimes catches himself enjoying Mir being pleased more than the cool rocks themselves. This is a disaster. Feelings are terrible.)
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Man, all Harin's found are uncomfortable questions about his own sexuality. Some people have all the luck.
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"Neat! It's that really nice shade of grey like-"
Harin swallows. "Like clouds! Rainclouds!"
Harin swallows. "Like clouds! Rainclouds!"
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"He's—" begins Nior, gesturing across the cavern; and then he stops, and frowns, and says, "not over there anymore, which he was five seconds ago."
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"He was here. I was paying attention. Then he wasn't. I don't know why or how. So: vanished, inexplicably."