Secretly A Society Summons You III
With the additional materials you provided, and a little more time, the fire squad is able to finally contain the reignited fire. Eventually all that remains is a smolder of coals and debris. To your relief, and that of everyone working to put out the blaze, no more large explosions erupt, although several seemingly small ones crackle and pop underground.
While the fire squad is still finishing up their efforts to put out small grass fires that popped up, Buddy grabs your shoulder and points you to the tree he was hiding behind earlier. You understand he wants you to join him away from the excitement, and the two of you quickly and quietly jog to the backside of the tree.
Buddy squats down and you follow his example. Closer now to his massive visage, you notice that there are symbols painted on his face, although they’re hard to fully make out in the pale moonlight. One of the symbols reminds you of the symbol on the door handle you remembered earlier. Before you can ask about it, Buddy whispers.
“Sorry about the ruckus tonight. That wasn’t supposed to happen. I’m glad no one was hurt. I know you have oh so many questions, but I think you should go home and get some rest and meet me back here in the morning. We have a lot of work to do.”
You do, in fact have a lot of questions, but you decide to hold your peace until the morning.
As you stand up to leave, Buddy whispers a request. He wants you to bring a bundle of inferno spheres tomorrow to help eliminate any unexploded devices still remaining in the meeting room.
Now you really do have so many questions, but exhaustion finally saturates your brain and you decide sleep is your only real concern. You wish Buddy a good night, as well as the fire squad heroes as you pass them on your way home.
While the fire squad is still finishing up their efforts to put out small grass fires that popped up, Buddy grabs your shoulder and points you to the tree he was hiding behind earlier. You understand he wants you to join him away from the excitement, and the two of you quickly and quietly jog to the backside of the tree.
Buddy squats down and you follow his example. Closer now to his massive visage, you notice that there are symbols painted on his face, although they’re hard to fully make out in the pale moonlight. One of the symbols reminds you of the symbol on the door handle you remembered earlier. Before you can ask about it, Buddy whispers.
“Sorry about the ruckus tonight. That wasn’t supposed to happen. I’m glad no one was hurt. I know you have oh so many questions, but I think you should go home and get some rest and meet me back here in the morning. We have a lot of work to do.”
You do, in fact have a lot of questions, but you decide to hold your peace until the morning.
As you stand up to leave, Buddy whispers a request. He wants you to bring a bundle of inferno spheres tomorrow to help eliminate any unexploded devices still remaining in the meeting room.
Now you really do have so many questions, but exhaustion finally saturates your brain and you decide sleep is your only real concern. You wish Buddy a good night, as well as the fire squad heroes as you pass them on your way home.
