Tony sits down, a leg kicked up to kind of face Ellis as he takes up on of the bottles, a 'thanks' on the way there as he looks it over. Warm beer. He always forgets, somehow, anticipating cold glass each time. There's probably an enchantment for that.
It'll be good enough, anyway, uncorking it as he says, "Scoutmaster and Commander are missing," because that seems imperative to communicate before they get fully into sweaty picnic mode. "No responses over crystals, check in late by several hours. Seems unusual, if Rutyer's the yardstick."
gasp, applause
Tony sits down, a leg kicked up to kind of face Ellis as he takes up on of the bottles, a 'thanks' on the way there as he looks it over. Warm beer. He always forgets, somehow, anticipating cold glass each time. There's probably an enchantment for that.
It'll be good enough, anyway, uncorking it as he says, "Scoutmaster and Commander are missing," because that seems imperative to communicate before they get fully into sweaty picnic mode. "No responses over crystals, check in late by several hours. Seems unusual, if Rutyer's the yardstick."