Chapter 1: Hollows Last Hope

[Toryn Togglebit]

Toryn nodded in agreement with Lucian's assessment. The little lizard men were obviously planning an ambush down in the dark and Toryn had already met his stabbing quota for the day. There's rocks and rubble aplenty. We can stack them high and hold the door closed with their weight.

But look, friends! Salvage! Oh, and the fungi we were looking for! he whispered with excitement as he waved an empty sack at the pile of stuff and towards the corner where the fungi were growing. May I suggest we collect what we can before we leave? Just in case our scaly "friends" decide to do some house cleaning.