The City of the Specter, Atem's Palace

[metagame]

The corpse sinks to the floor
Even the brightest gold, even the sharpest blade
Becomes sand, becomes dust

Comments

[townmusician]

[Nods!]

Yeah, so for all we know he could be, like. 40, but with a really good skincare routine.

[finalmix]

Go higher. 400.

[ completely deadpan. ]

[townmusician]

4,000.

[gazes into the middle distance]

[finalmix]

That tracks.

[ why are they like this. ]

[townmusician]

[that shithead-brat dynamic, man. can't be beat]

[moodwrecker]

[Hello??????]

[finalmix]

[ she's dealing with two of them now it's fine ]