Into the Depths: Investigating the Shimmering Shore Tunnels (Group 3)

At one moment, Fable was pressed tightly to Noor's side, determined to forge ahead with the gathered group to find some answers - or fresh air. The next, the ground all around started to rumble and panic immediately ensued. She tried to stay close to Noor, shouting and cursing in the dark, but it quickly became a writhing mass of bodies as everyone gathered attempted to scatter. Fable thought she heard screaming, but couldn't tell from where - it was all so dark. So stupid. Of course this would happen. Of course, of course.

Once the dirt settled, she was breathing hard and standing completely still. Clods of dirt fell off of her back from the cave in. She whipped her head back and forth, eyes roving the tunnel erratically for Noor - no such luck. Only strangers were gathered in the darkness. Amongst them was... a deer? Her nose twitched with interest, but everything else took precedence. They had to find a way to get back to the others now. Fable groaned and took a shaking step forward, shaking off the rest of the dust. "Is anyone injured? I'm Fable, and - and we have to get back to the others, please, let's work together," she said with grating certainty. This was not a kitchen, but she was used to barking orders... down here, though, she was completely out of her element. Her eyes were nervous and wild. If someone else stepped forward and took control, she would certainly let them.

"Speech"