IC: Sturg walked deeper into the tower ahead. The pipes along the wall, dripping...they must lead to the water source. It went up over a staircase spiralling upwards, where the door had fallen off from the front, revealing them.
Sturg walked up these stairs, round and round, to the next floor. Not too different from the lower floor, but perhaps slightly more dirty with more soot in smoke getting blown in from winds. Something then caught his senses in the corner...he walked over to it. A small cobweb of webs. On closer inspection, a tiny little Paramite was sat in this web, like a spider. This was fortunate, othyer webs could have meant larger, adult individuals, which would have been a real problem. There seemed to be none, though, thankfully.
|