No, no, no! I said stay! Stay, Viren! [like he's a dog or something. Soren doesn't even know what he's saying, right now. How could he talk to his dad like this?
It feels less like a dream and more like having an argument in his head. Not real. This isn't real-]
How many times do have I have to say something before you listen to me?
[it doesn't even sound like he's talking to Viren, he's more talking to himself.
Stabbing his sword into a particularly good spot and he pulls free a large amount of overgrowth. Soren slides the blade, now somewhat dented and dulled, into the sheath with effort. Hands reach down and feel the cave opening up.
Somewhere to go, please, he's not being too cautious. He'll slip on through the hole he'd made, into a space more open than before.
Not that he can or will stop Viren from following, it's at least some distance]
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It feels less like a dream and more like having an argument in his head. Not real. This isn't real-]
How many times do have I have to say something before you listen to me?
[it doesn't even sound like he's talking to Viren, he's more talking to himself.
Stabbing his sword into a particularly good spot and he pulls free a large amount of overgrowth. Soren slides the blade, now somewhat dented and dulled, into the sheath with effort. Hands reach down and feel the cave opening up.
Somewhere to go, please, he's not being too cautious. He'll slip on through the hole he'd made, into a space more open than before.
Not that he can or will stop Viren from following, it's at least some distance]