[ Sholmes hears the warning just as his shoes skid along a slick face of stone. He steadies himself on a passing stalagmite with a whew. His shoes have no tread to speak of and he's quickly becoming envious of their guide's more specialized footwear. When they return, he resolves to get his shoes resoled with similar grip.
Such was his distraction that he did not see the passing mushroom, but he has the good fortune of sliding into another healthy colony, sending up a cloud of glowing spores. He quickly covers his mouth with a sleeve, then, muffled: ]
Curious! Rather more what I would expect to see growing in a cave. Surely these little fellows must carry the same properties as the Glowing Dawn. [ He waves the remaining spore cloud away, then leans down to pluck a sample, examining both cap and gills.
His forward position and the new point of interest leave him totally unaware of Soldier's signs of growing unease ... if they were even easily observable to begin with. ]
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Such was his distraction that he did not see the passing mushroom, but he has the good fortune of sliding into another healthy colony, sending up a cloud of glowing spores. He quickly covers his mouth with a sleeve, then, muffled: ]
Curious! Rather more what I would expect to see growing in a cave. Surely these little fellows must carry the same properties as the Glowing Dawn. [ He waves the remaining spore cloud away, then leans down to pluck a sample, examining both cap and gills.
His forward position and the new point of interest leave him totally unaware of Soldier's signs of growing unease ... if they were even easily observable to begin with. ]