Eventually Robyn and Linna woke up as well. They began working on their bonds. I guess a tiny frog girl and an almost as small halfling seemed less... I dunno, threatening than an owbear and a gnome fully dressed out as an alchemist. Which… Fine. I can't really say that on a typical day, the Jester would have been wrong. Pai generally only needs a few fingers free to cause destruction and I'm, well, a veteran owlbear champion. We're fucking terrifying. The thing is, though, Robyn and Linna might be younger and less experienced,, but they're both still, like, scary competent. They were unarmed, but they were free from their bonds about ten minutes after waking up. They had Pai free soon after… And that's when all hell broke loose. But not here in the steam tunnel utility room; there was a series of loud, wet booming splats, a high-pitched scream, and then the smell of burning cotton candy and ozone. "Huh." Robyn said. "I think Trixie found us." #FlashFiction #SerialMicroFiction #MicroFiction