[Maketh twitches a little, thinking of the gods and why they might have brought this man here. Into this mess, their nightmare world. What it means. If it means anything. The gods like to claim they have no control over the Door, but that never does stop it from aiding their cause.
It doesn't matter. Do your duty, soldier. Protect this man like you have sworn to do.]
Maketh Tua.
[She keeps a sharp eye on their surroundings. Thus far she sees no enemies, no monsters lurking in the dark - or indeed any of her guardsmen that might be of help - but that means nothing. These things have a way of changing quickly.]
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It doesn't matter. Do your duty, soldier. Protect this man like you have sworn to do.]
Maketh Tua.
[She keeps a sharp eye on their surroundings. Thus far she sees no enemies, no monsters lurking in the dark - or indeed any of her guardsmen that might be of help - but that means nothing. These things have a way of changing quickly.]
Guardswoman.
[She jerks her head.]
We're almost there.