War Torn World - Hell, The Abyss, and Beyond.

"Better optimistic than fatalistic."

"Anyway, if I die..."

Travis says grimly "If you die here, you become part of the nothingness here is made of."

"....That could be bad." Avelion mutters.

"I meant, would you do something for me?"

"Sure." Shali shrugs.

"Take this to my mother." He pulls out a dragon's fang on a gold chain necklace. "She'll know what it means."

"That might be easier if we knew how t- OOF!" Kunsian kicks Avelion in the legs, hard. "Be nice, crazed one."

"It will guide you."

Cynthia peeked at it.

The tooth appears to grin at her.

She climbs down to get a closer look, curious.

The tooth floats over to her, snapping the clasp quickly around her neck.

"Gah!" She stares at it.

"He likes you. That is good."

"Yeah," he said, as though it was a common thing.

She looks surprised, then utters about inaminate objects suddenly deciding to come to life. "Everything was so much simpler before the fire..." she mutters.

"Hey, he's not inanimate. He's my grandsire."

She tilts her head. "I.... Think I'm confused?"

"As he lay dying, he put his consciousness into that."

She shrugs, deciding it was no less believable then the fact that there were talking swords.