Into the Depths: Investigating the Shimmering Shore Tunnels (Group 3)
At least they would have food if they became stranded down here. The doe wasn't skinny by any means so she could provide for them until they were rescued. But by how nice and well-adjusted being around wolves as she was, Gil wondered if she belonged to a wolf. Or another predator. Surely that must be the reason for to not be so frightened around them. He tries not to think about these things, such as being trapped permanently down here, as they continue along the corridor. Avoiding bones and seemingly dead ends, he stops suddenly in his tracks when the whole tunnel begins to shimmy and shake.
Gil's eyes go wide, every muscle in him freezes. This was it. He was going to die down here. Dust cascaded into his vision, bones fall into his path as he stumbles, trying to avoid the large stone that careens toward him from above. It's too late. He feels something sharp scrape down the back of his head and the spot instantly warming and feeling wet. His vision beings to swirl and sparkle, his breathing hitching as his legs shake. "Abraxas dammit," he curses under his breath, giving his head a small shake as he tries to see again.
The woman who he recognizes as Fable is asking him questions, but he can hardly answer. With the dust clearing around them, he can't help but wonder what had caused the tunnel to nearly collapse. "I'll be fine, but we need to move," he urges, bright yellow goat-like eyes looking from Fable to the rest of the group to see what shape they were all in. Luckily, only the small dark-coated Fatalis was the only other one injured. They could keep moving forward just as Fable had urged. And just like the others, Gil began to desperately want to reunite with his kids. Were they okay?
"Save yourself first," he snaps at Fable because she's right. He doesn't want help and doesn't want the guilt of someone else's death riding on his conscience. Moving forward quickly now, he continues to lead the group down the nearest tunnel. At the first turn, he tries to pick up his speed. He ignores the piles of bones, ignores the things that are clear indications they aren't alone. All they needed was to find the exit...
"speech"
gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him