"Nice job not dying out there, lads and ladies."
Hex shook his head in exasperation at Old Gargoyle's antics. The old man spoke unreservedly and seemed to get a kick out of irritating the people around him. The soft curses erupting in the crowd seemed to put the old man in a good mood.
"Thanks but why are we here?" Hex asked calmly before things could spiral out of control. "Is there another Calamity awaiting us?"
The tumultuous crowd silenced at once when Hex mentioned the Calamity. The ordeal left them traumatized and they preferred not to face another creature of that level. Even the haughty participants such as Tarquin looked troubled.
"Could be." Old Gargoyle sniggered, causing Hex to curse inwardly. 'This old bastard. I just mentioned it so he could use the opportunity to reassure the crowd but he would rather wish the world burn.'
