[This is nothing new to Lightning, hunting for a solution and running desperately low on time to find one. Even the low supplies aren't really new as she chews her way through a piece of tough jerky, more of her attention on the surroundings than on their companions.
Always on watch, this one, and as the first farmer finishes his story her attention lingers on the shadows that surround them. It's only when another of the farmers speaks up that she turns back to their little group.
"We've got two Otherworlders with us tonight, lads," The old man says, his beard a little scraggly after all the chaos but his eyes still shimmering brightly. "What do you say we tell 'em the story of the Empress' Revenge?"]
The what?
[In answer? A grin that is more concerning than anything else. The old farmer's got a good story, it seems! Oh, dear.]
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Always on watch, this one, and as the first farmer finishes his story her attention lingers on the shadows that surround them. It's only when another of the farmers speaks up that she turns back to their little group.
"We've got two Otherworlders with us tonight, lads," The old man says, his beard a little scraggly after all the chaos but his eyes still shimmering brightly. "What do you say we tell 'em the story of the Empress' Revenge?"]
The what?
[In answer? A grin that is more concerning than anything else. The old farmer's got a good story, it seems! Oh, dear.]