"...Is it just me, Lit, or has your- has Creature gotten darker? Over top of him? Since he got that band of his." Shield prodded early one morning, where they were sheltered in a cooler area of the furnace to rest over night. Litany groggily blinked his eyes, turning his head to regard the creature - who was currently splitting a plump looking light-furred rat between itself, and the shuffling mimic chest, 'Snapper', that followed in it's steps these days. He squinted over the form of ...

Litany's ears tilted, and he caught the sound of ragged, heavy breathes. A shambling gait, hooves against stone - shining, predatory eyes in the dark. It must be Creature! He stood up, feeling much less concerned - and caught a faint reflection of Shield's eyes in the dark, much less shining then Creature's. "Creature! Shield! It's- you were gone a while, what happened-?" He cut himself off before he finished as they came closer into view, lit by the faint glow of his crystal. C...

  Litany was in front, his toad sat neatly between his shoulders, peering around - likely to see if he can manage to catch any insects before the Creature does. In the middle, shambled Creature, ears tilting and shifting as it examined surroundings with those and grey glazed eyes both - and the back of the pack was Shield, murmuring to himself, considering his mental map of the dungeon. If Litany refused to leave the dungeon, it would be best to go deeper for now - to avoid whoever mi...

"Are you sure you should be taking them down there-?" Creature had heard this new Not-It coming, but neither The Litany or The Shield had - so The Shield jumped, spinning around and blocking off The Litany with his body, bristled - then settled. The new grey Not-It seemed to be regarding The Litany's particularly delicate shape with his stare. "Yes I'm certain, Sir Crispin. They'll be well and safe with me. This- this is my-" The creature padded up slowly, and began...

There was a faint buzzing at the 'edges' of It's hearing. The Shield and The Litany walked ahead of it, and spoke amongst themselves - with no sign of noticing the sound that was currently arising The Creatures... interest? Ire? The Litany was in front, with The Shield just behind it, and every so often The Shield's speech patterns proved exasperated, filled with a faint underbuzzing aggitation. Creature did not care to pay mind to the words. "When we leave, we- we should ...

There was a hole in the dungeon floor. When they had set up camp for the evening, Shield had seen it, and had swiftly shifted a rock to cover it out of sight. He knew well enough what sort of trap those sorts of hungry holes were.   Unfortunately, Litany had seen it before it had been covered - Shield hadn't caught it, to know to keep an eye on him. Litany knew well enough that if he went to have a peek while Shield was awake, he'd disapprove, or plead with him to never touch s...

Litany struggled to haul the muck covered horse while trying to bolt from the impeding slime - and his hoof caught on the stone. He tripped forward, just in front of a narrow passage coming out of the eastern wall- SHIT, SHIT, shit- the rope was out of his mouth, the slime was speeding up. In the same moment, a darker, larger shape came crashing out of the narrow passage, tripping over and into Litany, a slamming of courser bodies in a loud THUNK sound. "AGHH-" Litany wheezed un...