[The aftermath is—horrible, to say the least. The Tomb Takers are down for the count, yes, and the Somnovum haven't been released as of yet, but there is a dead archmage and multiple dead expedition teams and the damn eyes to worry about, still. Not to mention the book that started this all: the damnable book, the mad scribbles, the curse dragging in everyone who lays a hand on it.
And this: the purple tiefling in a warded room, who says he has no fucking idea what the hell is going on here. Which is true: Mollymauk Tealeaf has no fucking idea what is going on here. All he knows is when he woke up this time around, all his friends were pissed at him, he was not wearing his usual clothes, and he was a little bit blood-spattered.
When Caleb finally, finally comes in, after what feels like too damn long a time, Molly perks up, tail flicking side to side as he sits up on the bed.]
Caleb! Are you finally going to tell me just what the fuck happened?
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And this: the purple tiefling in a warded room, who says he has no fucking idea what the hell is going on here. Which is true: Mollymauk Tealeaf has no fucking idea what is going on here. All he knows is when he woke up this time around, all his friends were pissed at him, he was not wearing his usual clothes, and he was a little bit blood-spattered.
When Caleb finally, finally comes in, after what feels like too damn long a time, Molly perks up, tail flicking side to side as he sits up on the bed.]
Caleb! Are you finally going to tell me just what the fuck happened?