[PP-F27] The Mysterious Divide, Part I: Dagan

[Morningstar 0]

He eyed the remaining NPCs, trying his best to judge their weight. He tapped his chin. "Two of the smaller ones at best. I haven't been to a gym in    years. And I was really more of a squatter," he shrugged. "I'll head out with this group and then come back for the others. Keep 'em alive for a while."

His group stumbled around in the dark. They were much less enthusiastic about it than NIGHT, but Morningstar's glow stone soon cheered them up. He remembered it about half way through the tunnel and immediately felt silly. NIGHT probably could have bumped into him a few less times had he equipped the stone earlier.

The stone formed in his hand and light poured into the halls of the mine. The villagers awed aloud, curious about the odd type of rock the player held in the air. They could see quite far, but the light wasn't endless. "Stay close, please. Single file. Cheers."

At their would-be exit, Morningstar discovered that his pully system had gone slack. Fair. Their arms were probably tired. He called out for whoever was on the other side to lift the boulder, but no response came. He gave the crumbling rock wall a brief knock, but no one returned a thing. 

MS: uh nobody's opening up the cave for us.