Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160815191145/@comment-5543592-20160816195229

As she crossed the iron drawbridge, and it groaned and squeaked, like it would give way any minute. Inside the fort, it was much cooler, protected by stone from the heat. While it should've been like an oven, the ancient Redguards had vented steam rising from the volcano to be cooled and then run through out the complex. Thus, there was a feeling of dampness. Water even dripped from the stonework in places.

"I was wondering when you'd show up." Daireg's voice echoed down the fortress' tunnels, as cool as the air in it's indifference. It bounced off the walls, seeming to come from all directions-- he was likely putting his voice-throwing skills to use. "I almost thought you wouldn't come.  I would've gone through all this effort for nothing."