What they ended up running into was a mess. Guy came to a quick stop when he realized that the small room was practically filled to the brim by now, with not much in the way of breathing room. On top of it all, half of the people here seemed to be injured.
Oddly enough, Guy didn't actually recognize any of the other people here, though some of them had familiar faces. It seemed that for now, though, they were going to focus on staying out of everyone else's way. None of them had healing powers as far as he was aware, so what could they do?
When Anise and Claude both drew their attention to the drawing on the wall, made with some sort of paint that showed perfectly even in the dark, Guy also set about examining it. Claude was quick to make a conjecture about it, and Guy moved to his side, tilting his head as he realized that was exactly what it looked like. "No," he said after a pause, "it's not just you."
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Oddly enough, Guy didn't actually recognize any of the other people here, though some of them had familiar faces. It seemed that for now, though, they were going to focus on staying out of everyone else's way. None of them had healing powers as far as he was aware, so what could they do?
When Anise and Claude both drew their attention to the drawing on the wall, made with some sort of paint that showed perfectly even in the dark, Guy also set about examining it. Claude was quick to make a conjecture about it, and Guy moved to his side, tilting his head as he realized that was exactly what it looked like. "No," he said after a pause, "it's not just you."