The two had been travelling through the furnace for a bit now, Crispin lagging behind the armour-clad courser. He had been pleasantly surprised with the courser's skills, however, he was still wary and considered the dun a showboat more so than having any actual chance in the dungeon. Though when they had come upon a salamander that had strayed too far from the lava, he held his tongue as he watched the other nudge it, o...

Crispin eyed up the dun adventurer ahead of him, their tail and mane neatly braided up and the armour coating them rattling with every step. "So, Hund, what is it you bring along for the illusion of safety?"Crispin inquired, having been hired to interview the up-and-coming adventurer. "My armour, weapons." Hund would start, glancing back towards the grey. "As well as my keen skillset, of course." They'd continue, a smile painting thei...