[The nineteenth? That was over a week ago...the ocean couldn't still be gone, could it? Perona grunts, and makes a mental note to send a few of her ghostly scouts to scope things out. If it was some sort of weird shift, it shouldn't last more than that, right?
She opens her mouth to say something, then blinks once and blurt out something in response to what was said last instead.]
Unless there was a pile of gold or a haunted artifact worth millions, I don't care about any stupid ruins!
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She opens her mouth to say something, then blinks once and blurt out something in response to what was said last instead.]
Unless there was a pile of gold or a haunted artifact worth millions, I don't care about any stupid ruins!