Raynauld kicked open his own box of spoils shortly after Calista did the same to hers, claiming his usual blood money for these sorts of bounties as well as the horn that had found itself gouged into Ragnarok's face. It would make another weapon to add to the collection, if nothing else. After some finagling, he managed to cram the pieces into his inventory.[break]

"Hm? Yeah, of course. See you around, Calista."[break]

Raynauld mostly watched her leave in silence, though his eyes met the eagle... raven... okay, he wasn't certain what particular genus of bird that thing was. Regardless, it wouldn't stop staring at him like he had done something wrong, glaring daggers up until she - and it - finally disappeared from sight into the caverns.[break]

"What was that bird's problem? ... Well, hope they know how to get out!"[break]

Raynauld turned to leave down a different path and immediately tripped over himself. Maybe he should be worried about himself rather than her, perhaps...[break]

8/8 - calista

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