war table: one giant leap.

[propulsion]

WHO: Intrepid heroes
WHAT: Forging a path to the second Crossroads Gate, and then poking it with sticks.
WHEN: Late Drakonis
WHERE: The Crossroads
NOTES: n/a

Comments

[armd]

She's obviously not meant to understand it, so she doesn't try to, and maybe the Rift really does sound like that: broken songs, old memories. She shifts her weight, and hikes her pack up a little higher automatically.

"Why can't I hear anything?"

[doneisdone]

"Because you're not Blighted, or a Warden," Teren explains bluntly, "and a lucky thing it is you can't, or we'd have a new problem on our hands."

[armd]

"Glad I'm not," for clarification, her hands descending almost haughtily to her hips as she squints at the Rift. Still. "Anything I can do to help?"