[Raleigh]
A maze of carefully cut tunnels stretch beyond us, with various pathways leading off the main tunnel. Ahead of us walks Thrak, confidently striding deeper into the mountain. Even for myself and Edward the dwarven hold has ample space for us to walk. Each tunnel is at least three meters tall and two meters across. Eventually Thrak turns and disappears down a side tunnel. I look at Edward for confirmation, Edward gives a small nod and gestures that I should follow the dwarf. As we emerge out the other side of the short hallway into a larger chamber, once more I am impressed by the sheer wealth being displayed around me. There is more gold in the room then I suspect there is in all of Rynnwhere. Thrak sits down on a comfortable looking chair behind a dark grey stone desk littered with paper. Indicating that we sit, a smile breaks out on his face. “You have done us a great service. Thank you.”
“We have?” replied Edward, seeing that Raleigh was still recovering.
“The Mogi-Mogi that you two killed had been travelling further and further upstream as of late. Last week we caught no fish and lost several fishing lines to that beast. Mogi-Mogi do not mix well with the creatures that live in this part of the inner sea, it is an apex predator and has no place here.” said Thrak bluntly.
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“We… killed it?” said Raleigh with a look of surprise on his face.
[Edward]
Raleigh really can’t remember.
“Lord Thrak, Raleigh cannot remember anything that transpired after…. “After I jumped off the boat” finished Raleigh.
“Ahh I see. Well, would you like to have a look? We bought the carcass ashore not too long ago, it should be getting gutted by the cooks now.”
[Raleigh]
“Did I really kill it Ed?”
“You should have a look for yourself.”
…
After a short walk through many meandering tunnels we emerge from the wan light into the bright light of the day. Initially blinded, I recoil in pain. After letting my eyes adjust to the bright light, I can see that we are now at the seashore. Ahead of us down a gentle slope lies the still corpse of the gigantic mogi-mogi. lying on its side it is the same height as Edward and easily nine metres long, a true giant. Surrounding the dead fish is what looks to be a team of busy dwarves all wearing bright weight aprons stained with red. As we get closer to the beast we are hit with the stench of death, the warming day only serving to make it the smell even for foul. Holding our noses the group finally makes it to the fish itself, its huge pale eyes staring put at us blankly as we pass by.
“Here we are, up the ladder.”