Bannok informed Tycondrius of the Brazen Guard's next actions. Once all the guilds in the collective would gather, they would share information, and then return to Dungeon delving for a few more bells-- on the current floor and higher. The lower, more dangerous floors would be explored on the following sun.
Tycon nodded. The plan was sound. However, the absence of the Stormbrands and his Bravo still bothered him.
"Brother Bannok... have you heard anything from Guild Stormbrand?"
"Ugh," The Weaponmaster rolled his eyes. "What is it? If it's another sexual harassment thing, I oughta--"
Tycon raised a hand to interrupt the gentleman, "--not quite. Earlier, I had sent one of my scouts to follow them."
Bannok narrowed his gaze, his mouth twisted in disgust... "You suspect those cocksuckers of foul play?"
