Inevitable Fiend, Inevitable Voyage

Sause knelt down, an uncharacteristic seriousness adorning his usually carefree face. He wore a simple yet enchanted set of linen clothing – which accommodated his size quite well – and the ever short tufts of hair over his head hung as much as they could because of his posture.

It was quite impressive that the space he was in, a massive cavern that would have fit the whole of Genhuis City, along with a cluster of towns, was so tranquil, not a sound reaching the ear.

Yet this wasn't too odd.

An audience with the Scaled Elder often took patience, even if you found yourself in his abode.

An hour had almost passed with Sause stuck in the bow, when a great stomp rocked the cavern.

The dramatic falling of weak points in the cavern, making a statement as to the loss in the integrity of the space... did not happen.