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Message: <blockquote data-quote="jkason" data-source="post: 2662738" data-attributes="member: 2710">"Crap."Amazing insight there, Ru, his inner Gis said, and he could hear the knowing smirk. It is, indeed, crap. Stupid imagination. Ru's good mood had died several (wrong?) turns ago. Probably around the time he stepped in something he suspected used to be someone's family pet. Being covered in Killi-kelli-hek gore was preferable to whatever had soaked into his clothing now. Oh, gods, was that a canary floating in the ... Ru went to put his face in his hands and have a nice sigh, but then he caught a whiff of his hands and thought better of it.It is not a weakness to ask for aid, but a strength to recognize the nee--"I get it already!" Ru yelled to the voice in his head. Thankfully, imaginary-Gis didn't feel the need to scold him for raising his voice.Fine. He couldn't negotiate the sewers on his own. He'd need a guide. Bracing himself to step in more substances he couldn't and didn't want to identify, Ru started looking for a way back to the surface. Hopefully, he could snag one of the street rats quickly enough; they were always using the sewers to circumvent whatever trouble might be following them. A couple silver ought to be enough to convince one to take him where he needed to go.</blockquote>