Huaisang nods his agreement, and does indeed lead the way, heading back out of the little cavern and back into the storage rooms. "It'll take a while to get back up to fresh air. We're pretty far down."
And Huaisang is not looking forward to all those stairs. But he can take care of one request, at least.
He tucks the little statuette into the pouch at his waist, and then draws a bottle of liquor out of that same pouch. It's a clay jar with a pretty cloth tied over the cap, simple but artful. He hands it over to Dieke, then continues on his way down the hall and up the stairs.
Qinghe was built on top of and then deep into a mountain, the cave system already extensive even before the Nies started making use of it for their various purposes. These hallways are mostly empty, rarely-used, so they don't run into anyone as they start winding their way up a tall, tall stairwell.
Huaisang makes it about five flights up before he's breathing heavily and has to stop and sit on a bench along one wall. There's still half a mountain to go, and he gives a whine as he looks up at the next few flights of stairs.
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And Huaisang is not looking forward to all those stairs. But he can take care of one request, at least.
He tucks the little statuette into the pouch at his waist, and then draws a bottle of liquor out of that same pouch. It's a clay jar with a pretty cloth tied over the cap, simple but artful. He hands it over to Dieke, then continues on his way down the hall and up the stairs.
Qinghe was built on top of and then deep into a mountain, the cave system already extensive even before the Nies started making use of it for their various purposes. These hallways are mostly empty, rarely-used, so they don't run into anyone as they start winding their way up a tall, tall stairwell.
Huaisang makes it about five flights up before he's breathing heavily and has to stop and sit on a bench along one wall. There's still half a mountain to go, and he gives a whine as he looks up at the next few flights of stairs.