We Are Walking and Talking

"Trezlan Lorentino?" It was Andreyev asking, he was a tall thin looking man with a protruding chin and short blond hair, his outfit seemed a bit heavy for the summer (did I mention it was summer? It was summer!) a thick leather coat dyed blood red as is the fashion for the Followers of Fire (shockingly people who worship a fire god dress in mostly red outfits, I told them they should follow a fashion god and get some better sense, so far no response). Despite being tall and full of wirey muscle, Andre was considered a "runt" amongst his family and routinely mocked for not having the bulging muscles of his brothers and sisters (Followers of Fire are equal opportunity, I mean the Fire God is a woman!).  He was equipped with a sword, shield, and rifle (rifle ammunition was behind the shield, which seemed to me like a bad idea if you blocked a shot and the bullets exploded, but it wasn't me ducking behind the shield).

"We are walking and talking, walking and talking lets go the way you guys went so we can get out of here." I was rambling and running, but HUGE ROCK SPIRIT CREATURE! I didn't know if it could climb out of that hole and I was not about to find out, while standing around like a damn fool.

"Look are you the guy or just some crazy hermit?" This was Nidget, Nidget red hair, black clothing, sword, dagger, and crossbow, that's all you need to know about the laziest journal reading useless idiot this world has ever known.

"I'm Trezlan, and we should keep moving, just right on this way." I heard a loud crash and Andre and Nidget clued in we were running from something.

"What in the five fires was that?" Andre had turned and I moved from walking to running.  For their part Nidget and Andre weren't stupid (well Nidget normally is, but not this time) so when I started running they did too.  Thankfully the mouth of the cave was nearby and I emerged first and breathed in that fresh air (and by that I mean choked on having physically exerted myself more than I ever had recently and gasped for breath like a fish out of water). Nidget and Andre came shortly after me and looked at me wondering what I had fled.  We didn't have to wait long the Rock Spirit emerged from the cavern.  And when I say emerged I mean erupted.  It was larger than before, having somehow taken in the surrounding rock of the cavern, either in his escape from it, or just out of anger.

"Shit." Three of us in unison, because when you are in it that much, all you can say is what you feel like.