[ Add to that four more who have begun not-so-subtly herding Emet-Selch closer to that swatch of red in his vision. This is not ideal for either of them, with raiders closing in from behind and something terrible and dark looming up ahead.
One of the men barks at G'raha to raise his hands, which he does. ]
You too.
[ Demands another, and now that he's close enough for the jig to be well and truly up, Emet-Selch heaves a sigh, hands lifting. A couple of flashlights pop on to cut through the gloom. Emet-Selch squints a moment, eyes adjusting, and cuts a look at his now fellow prisoner. ]
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One of the men barks at G'raha to raise his hands, which he does. ]
You too.
[ Demands another, and now that he's close enough for the jig to be well and truly up, Emet-Selch heaves a sigh, hands lifting. A couple of flashlights pop on to cut through the gloom. Emet-Selch squints a moment, eyes adjusting, and cuts a look at his now fellow prisoner. ]
Well. This is embarrassing.