The Event Post I've Been Meaning to Do

Well they made it across somehow... Now they were... inside the volcano? Aw fuck, this definitely wouldn't end well. Now the shadowy dude wanted her to find some magical way across or risk burning up over more stupidly wooden bridges. Why couldn't they be stone bridges? Who was the builder and why did they use wood? How did they even get wood down here? The man stood, as dark as the smoke that billowed above. He seemed to know what he was doing, so why did he need her anyways? Sparrow nodded ahead, motioning for the guide to lead, "C'mon now big guy, don't stop now, keep goin'."

-Sparrow chooses Charisma-