Shady

(Sounds good to me!) Pratik was frozen clear through by the time they got to Serpent Keep -- but he couldn't complain. Not really. They hadn't gotten eaten by spiders. ...

(Okay cool! Do you have an interaction you wanna RP out with them once they arrive if Gaius isn't going to be there? lol)

(That works! I truly do not have a preference) (Also aha imagine if Ash brought Pratik along to the ceremony, planning on talking strategy with Loquitur. Ky would lose her ...

(I don't have anything planned! We can skip to wherever. Do you have a preference?)

(Sure! Works for me! Pratik will fall asleep and lay perfectly still, then wake up about half an hour before dawn and start collecting Rickard and Ada)

Pratik did one final stretch to try to work out more of the stiffness, then laid down with a deep sigh and covered himself with the blankets as well. Step ...

Pratik grinned. Rickard was like a small child, just discovering joy in the world. He sobered a moment later. That wasn't funny. A grown man -- probably more than twice ...

"Nah," Pratik said, gesturing at it with a smile, pleased that Rickard seemed open to the idea. "I'd prefer to take the side closest to the door, but I don't ...

"We can both fit in the bed," Pratik said, a prick of guilt running through his conscience at leaving an old man curled on the floor.

"We are," Pratik agreed. He walked to the window and peered out. The moon was high overhead -- the center of night. He pressed his palms against his eyes with ...

"All reasonable things to hope for." Pratik cracked his back and rolled his shoulders, still trying to work some of the stiffness out. At least now, he wasn't frozen straight ...

"Me too," Pratik agreed, cracking his neck. "The world is cruel, and it seems even worse for women. I'd much rather have a man's sword coming for me than his ...

"That's true," Pratik answered, softening slightly. Remembering why it was that he wanted to help her in the first place. Despite how annoying she was being now. "I don't envy ...

"Seems so," Pratik agreed. "She won't speak to me, really. Apparently, I'm not 'entitled' to know her story."

"Well, it's not like I'll have the opportunity to kill every slaver out there," Pratik said dryly, stretching his legs out in front of him with a groan. "And everyone ...