“Transmundane...?” mumbles Jirt as he takes another swing at the water, though it is a sort of half-hearted whimper in comparison. (View Post)

Jirt looks confused by the explanation of Solomon, and then the voice’s inability to answer its identity. But when the voice tells him to strike, he swings powerfully into the water, a blow that woul… (View Post)

Jirt looks at Lagrord, impressed despite his prejudice. Then he looks back at the face in the water. “Golden nuts? We know nothing of these golden nuts! Who is Solomon, and, more importantly, who are… (View Post)

Jirt nearly jumps out of his skin when he hears the voice issuing from the water. “What?” he shouts. “Solomon’s nuts? Who are you? Where are you?” He looks at the water frantically. “Get behind me, o… (View Post)

As everyone is conversing, Lagrord gathers up the water containers. Jirt follows along behind him, not bothering to help out at all as Lagrord carries the more than half-dozen waterskins. “Hurry up, … (View Post)