“I live to find loopholes,” Strange says, and it’s a joke but also the truth: he’s continually skirting the rules, ducking them where he can, forging his own path for selfish curiosity.
And you can’t just dangle the temptation of an entire Grand Necropolis in front of them and say don’t roam. Like a bench covered in wet paint. Like a giant red button labeled don’t touch. He doesn’t actually want to cause a diplomatic incident, but now that they’ve been gifted this unintentional detour…
He throws a quick glance at that floating orb above Ness and then extinguishes the flame balanced on his palm; hers is more useful. “Handy,” he says, like he’s pronouncing a verdict on a particularly interesting tool, and then swivels to look around, assessing their surroundings. “More tombs. The Mourn Watch representative mentioned that things get… stranger, the further down you go.”
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And you can’t just dangle the temptation of an entire Grand Necropolis in front of them and say don’t roam. Like a bench covered in wet paint. Like a giant red button labeled don’t touch. He doesn’t actually want to cause a diplomatic incident, but now that they’ve been gifted this unintentional detour…
He throws a quick glance at that floating orb above Ness and then extinguishes the flame balanced on his palm; hers is more useful. “Handy,” he says, like he’s pronouncing a verdict on a particularly interesting tool, and then swivels to look around, assessing their surroundings. “More tombs. The Mourn Watch representative mentioned that things get… stranger, the further down you go.”
Pun in present company not intended.