Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160726175355/@comment-28358106-20160730233847

(Edited the above slightly,  Hound. Forgot to mention a small point. No prob though.)

"It's all right.  This is Hound.   He's a friend."

The Golem shakes Hound's hand, smiling again. She is weak, and drained, but very alive. Ibrahim scratches his chin, scrubbing the beginnings of a beard.

"She doesn't have a name, and she can't speak.   But...Regina...?" He looks at Hound. "It seems...appropriate.  You could call her the Queen of this place.  Regina.  It works.  What do you think, Regina?  You like it?"

"Regina" nods, happiness on her face.

"Her runes are too damaged.  She can't talk, and can't remember much, but I promised her that when we get out of here, I'll re-inscribe her, and she'll be as good as new.  She's been invaluable.  And, well..." He turns red.

"Let's, uh, get to work.  I finally got some more magnesium powder from town.  I have to melt this last rock so I can get in the last chamber. I couldn't blast it, or the whole wall would give."

He looks up at the wall. "It's strange.  When, er, Regina is close to the wall, she's fine.  When she moves away, she gets weak.  That's why she had to stay.  And it's yet another reason I have to get past this wall."

He looks at Hound. "I was going to ask her to help me, because this will take more than one person,  but you seem to know what you're doing.  Heck, you probably know more than me.  You want to help me place the magnesium?"

As they move towards the wall, Houmd can feel it. The power behind the wall. Ibrahim might not, because he doesn't know what it feels like. But the hair on Hound's neck stands on end...