Bel's RHoD: Chapter 1 [IC]

[Metastachydium]

Ringel keeps nodding vigorously at Jorr's back as they are drilled even more vigorously by the old man along the road. Apologetically, too. She's supposed to be faster, as in much faster than him; but sneaking speed hardly lets that shine through much. When, naturally, that stupid bough still ends up snapping loud as a hit from a catapult (which is to say, loud as she imagines a hit from a catapult would be; Ringel has about as clear a notion what that sounds as anyone from the Gap: not really), she even mouths a Sorry. at their irate guide, her offending foot hanging high in the air. She really needs to stop barging about like she owned the place, even if she does kinda own the place. Maybe. Or a nearby place anyhow.

Jorr's little spellwork comes as a much needed reprieve accordingly. She could have done that herself, actually. She's an Eneko! She should have done that, really. It's too bad she's very not made for sneaking. TANNA! she tries to think at Tanna-Mai hard. CAN - YOU - HEAR - ME -THINK? IF WE'LL HAVE TO KEEP DOING THIS IN SO MUCH SILENCE, MY HEAD WILL EXPLODE! she complains, quite possibly to her own addled mind. But one can hope, right?