The trek through the dungeon had been spent in relative silence thus far, the mouth of one Bojack Horseman screwed stubbornly shut in an attempt to make it through this community service mission in peace. Having been made to get up so early, he was still nursing a headache from the previous night's activities, leaving him to trudge along, head low, after the more experienced horse that was Logue.
Bojack, truthfully, never expected to find himself within the dungeons,. The whole prospec...