Re: Day 3
The dark confines of the walls around her seemed to grim deeper and shallower with every movement she made. Each time she'd advanced sideways along the walls' clefts, she'd only found another connecting cleft to venture through. She couldn't be sure how long she'd been in the walls, let alone where she'd started, but panic had begun to set in as she'd failed to light her lantern in the dark. Without anything to be seen but darkness, her only companion was the soft scampering of rodents and the metallic scrapings of her daggers and swords along the rock walls.
She slid down to sit once more when a new sound greeted her ears. It took her a moment to realize what the noises truly were. "Words... People!" She thought to herself with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. The noises quickly coalesced into proper speech and the direction was almost immediately obvious to her. Without another thought, she stood up and began to slide between the tight cracks, ignoring her own discomfort as she hastily pushed past bends and jagged rocks alike. As she rounded a final corner, she realized she was once more able to see.
She followed the light quickly as she heard the voices continue, the sound of them passing just ahead a telltale sign that her mind wasn't playing a trick on her, as it so often did. She heard a voice, a man's, speak of things coming from the passages and she shrank away from what she now saw was an opening into a proper walkway. Were they looking for her? Had one of the fences really tracked her down to this place?
As the light began to fade she made a gut decision and reached out from the wall, pulling herself out from what had been her surroundings for so long only to find a dwarf of near equal height before her. "You're not an assassin," she remarked matter-of-factly as she saw a group of tall folk behind him. "Right?" Her words rasped from her lips and raw throat, nearly too quiet to hear even. Her eyes were ringed in deep black circles and her greasy black hair stuck to her forehead from the wetness of a stone she'd passed beneath. Unlike her disheveled appearance, however, her eyes were alight with eagerness at seeing something besides darkness before her.
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