Re: Fate's Fell Hand
Sidd scrutinizes the wall of maggots, wondering if there might be a crevice into which he might squeeze, leading to ... a greater hall of maggots -- although as far as maggot-themed domiciles go, this one's pretty great. He does spot a depression in a particular area of the wall, into which he might he might stick an entire arm. But only Zar, he thinks, would be crazy enough to do that.
"I'm the Lord of this Pit. What are you the lord of, shit-tosser?" the lord of this pit fires back at Arnie. It's unclear if, as the lord of excretion and flies, he should be more careful about the denigration of shit.
"What, do you think you're going somewhere, card-tosser?" he tosses back at Omm.
Whirling to face his wall, his bells all a tinkle, he shouts at Sidd, "Unhand my wall."
It's a loud shout, even deafening. You seem to have alarmed him.