[Anything to lighten the mood is welcome, and really, any gods worth listening to should be talking through less creepy statues. Right? That sounds right. He supposes.
His ability to concentrate enough to send messages is really starting to fade now, but he quickly tries to think of anything she might not already know and might be useful. How much have others managed to relay? Maybe they should've been coordinating, that would've--
That's not a helpful train of thought right now and he struggles to refocus, though the already faulty connection is clearly suffering further now.]
S̴̼͂̈́̈́̆̑o̵͙͔̞͓̞̦̖͍͂̌̏̃̈́͂̈́̿m̵̩̬͍̑͒̂̇̂̐̚͝ę̴̛̞͖̫̝͓̳̅͠͝ ̸̧͈͖̣̈́s̶͇͙̹̱͆͌̕̚͝ò̸̘͍̯͍͕̃̉̏̒́̿͋ͅṛ̴̛͖̯̰͚̺͕̓́͐͐̚͜ţ̸̢̝͖͈͉̖̹̦͊̎̆̽ ̴̺̓̈́̈́̈͊̔̉̎͘o̴̢͖̞̲̳̳͊̽̊̆̎́͊͂͝f̷̡̭̠͔̫͎̙̀̌̆̊͜ ̴̡̨͓̹̝̼͌p̶͍̞̃i̷̧̡̛̮͍̹͓̝͍̊̀̆͂̅̓̏t or cave? Ơ̴̡̨̠͙͕̝̺̗͕r̴͈͕̝̈ ̷̛͕̮̽̌͑͗a̴̟̱̪̫͋́̚t̷̺̙͑̈́̅́̀͗̊͌̌ ̶̺͇̪̇̄̔͆̇̅̕͝l̷̛͕̑̐͐̍͛̋é̶̲̬̹̺̉̑̾̎̕a̷͈̰͍̫̭̟̓̊s̴͇̠͖̫̺̥͑̓t̴͚̹̓͋͆̀̾̑͘͜ ̸̡̢͍͉͙̖̼͉̻͆ḯ̴̥͕̰̞̮̱͓͔̉̐̍͆̂́͝ͅţ̶̢̛̭͎͉͚̂̆̅ ̶̭̜̲̰͓̦̜̳̆̈̒̎̌̌̈́͌l̸̲̍̈̍ͅô̶̯͉oks like it. It's m̶͇͍̲̄͐o̸̺̪̪̓̊̕s̵̻͈͑̆́͒͋̏̚͘͝ͅţ̸͔̥́̅͐͌͗̂͜ḻ̵̢̛̔͒͒̄̇̈́̓ỷ̵̡̫͖̩̄̽̑͗͘͜͝ ̵̢̖͕͖̩̜̳̥͊̔͒͠ͅo̷͇͉̗͊́̔̓̄͋̈́̃͝n̷̳̭̖͚̎̐̇͝ë̶͇̺̟̘̀̒̂͊͠ big area. Ț̴̥̝̮̒̏̈́̇͜h̸̩̾̒̀̑͜͝ė̷̳͋͌̆̃͘̚͝ŗ̴͍͇̜̝̘͓̀̎̍̈̆̔̎͝e̸̟̝̖̹̳̐̒̔͒'̶̧̳͙͍͙͈̣̦̪͂͑̉͘͝s̵͇̤̟̤͉̰̼͍̾́ͅ ̷̖̦̩̲̗̪̀́͒̀̈́̅̍̎m̶̧͍̞͔̭̗̼̬̻̏́̉͛̍́u̵̡̲͈̿͌̕s̴̺̻͗̓̃͆͐́̓͑̚h̸̳̃̈́̐̈́̒͠rooms and plants, and there's a well
[The message cuts off abruptly as he realizes something, not sure if it'll be useful or not, but it's something.]
T̵̖͇̦̙͕̝̮̯̊̑̂̈́͑̏͜h̵͔͇̟͇͓͎̒̾e̸̛̜̜̘̺̰̫͔͓̲̒͗̓̈́͒͝r̶͎̪̗̊̍͜e̷̲̯͍̊̏͒̑̌̉͛͝'̴̧̭̦͙͚̰͇̓͐́̃͒͒ṣ̸̯̿͗̇̇͗ͅ ̷̼̒a well, and it's dry a ̷̹͈͉̞̠̊̈́̎̑̈̂̀̈́ͅl̶̗̠̬̫̖͕̠̝͆o̶̝͔̬̝̳̞͔͖̣͗̏̍͒̑͘͠ţ̸̯̻̯̇̆̐̀̓̅,̷̧̢͎͈̝̮̋́͐̽̓̉̌̓ ̴̰̭̮̬̙̤̜̞̈̚ş̵͓͔̽͐̓̆̉ͅơ̸͔͔̠̲̣̐̍̇̈́͒̐͗ ̵̽́͜w̷̧̛̻͎̎͒̈̀̀̀̓ë̶̙́̾͒́́͛̾̀'̷͑ͅr̴̺̠͍̻̙̬̯̐͐̃̑̍͛͘͝e̶̫̭͆̈́̒͘͜͝͝ above the water tab̴̹̲̱̏̃̔̂̃͌̏̿͝l̶̡̮̮͕̪̺̖̓̎̿̉͠e̷̢͖̘͎̪̪͇͙̽.
[Being so far down but still above the water table must be unusual, right? It would be in his world, he thinks, at least narrowing down possibilities a little, but then again what does he know about wells? Not a lot.]
[ Hearing the mention of mushrooms and plants has Hilda thinking that she wouldn't be entirely shocked if no one ever wanted to see mushrooms again after this. There's a moment where she worries when his words suddenly cut off. She's about to call his name again, because at best it's a shoddy connection, and at worse well...Thankfully it doesn't progress that far. ]
𝘈 𝘥𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭?
[ It's hard to make sense of considering the other clues the Summoned had found since: the seaweed found far from the sea, the traces of water she had found in a completely barren cave. ]
[ Promises that hang on the outcome of someone's life in her hands aren't normally ones Hilda makes, but she doesn't feel like she has a choice here. Jayden had messaged her and she didn't want to let him down. ]
I'l̷͙̥̤̹͙̏̉l̵̡̥̪̠̠̩̬̍̋̓̉͆͘ ̸̞̙̮̮͙͛h̸̛̥̝̖͉̲̥͊̐͆͊̌̋̕ó̵͚͜ld you to ṫ̴̨͈̮̰̺̥̩̟̩̊̔̋͑h̶̢͕̜̩̱̹͎͇͋̈́͛͜at.
[He won't, of course. But he will take her suggestion to try to conserve some energy, starting now; he doesn't really have anything else useful to offer anyway.]
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His ability to concentrate enough to send messages is really starting to fade now, but he quickly tries to think of anything she might not already know and might be useful. How much have others managed to relay? Maybe they should've been coordinating, that would've--
That's not a helpful train of thought right now and he struggles to refocus, though the already faulty connection is clearly suffering further now.]
S̴̼͂̈́̈́̆̑o̵͙͔̞͓̞̦̖͍͂̌̏̃̈́͂̈́̿m̵̩̬͍̑͒̂̇̂̐̚͝ę̴̛̞͖̫̝͓̳̅͠͝ ̸̧͈͖̣̈́s̶͇͙̹̱͆͌̕̚͝ò̸̘͍̯͍͕̃̉̏̒́̿͋ͅṛ̴̛͖̯̰͚̺͕̓́͐͐̚͜ţ̸̢̝͖͈͉̖̹̦͊̎̆̽ ̴̺̓̈́̈́̈͊̔̉̎͘o̴̢͖̞̲̳̳͊̽̊̆̎́͊͂͝f̷̡̭̠͔̫͎̙̀̌̆̊͜ ̴̡̨͓̹̝̼͌p̶͍̞̃i̷̧̡̛̮͍̹͓̝͍̊̀̆͂̅̓̏t or cave? Ơ̴̡̨̠͙͕̝̺̗͕r̴͈͕̝̈ ̷̛͕̮̽̌͑͗a̴̟̱̪̫͋́̚t̷̺̙͑̈́̅́̀͗̊͌̌ ̶̺͇̪̇̄̔͆̇̅̕͝l̷̛͕̑̐͐̍͛̋é̶̲̬̹̺̉̑̾̎̕a̷͈̰͍̫̭̟̓̊s̴͇̠͖̫̺̥͑̓t̴͚̹̓͋͆̀̾̑͘͜ ̸̡̢͍͉͙̖̼͉̻͆ḯ̴̥͕̰̞̮̱͓͔̉̐̍͆̂́͝ͅţ̶̢̛̭͎͉͚̂̆̅ ̶̭̜̲̰͓̦̜̳̆̈̒̎̌̌̈́͌l̸̲̍̈̍ͅô̶̯͉oks like it. It's m̶͇͍̲̄͐o̸̺̪̪̓̊̕s̵̻͈͑̆́͒͋̏̚͘͝ͅţ̸͔̥́̅͐͌͗̂͜ḻ̵̢̛̔͒͒̄̇̈́̓ỷ̵̡̫͖̩̄̽̑͗͘͜͝ ̵̢̖͕͖̩̜̳̥͊̔͒͠ͅo̷͇͉̗͊́̔̓̄͋̈́̃͝n̷̳̭̖͚̎̐̇͝ë̶͇̺̟̘̀̒̂͊͠ big area. Ț̴̥̝̮̒̏̈́̇͜h̸̩̾̒̀̑͜͝ė̷̳͋͌̆̃͘̚͝ŗ̴͍͇̜̝̘͓̀̎̍̈̆̔̎͝e̸̟̝̖̹̳̐̒̔͒'̶̧̳͙͍͙͈̣̦̪͂͑̉͘͝s̵͇̤̟̤͉̰̼͍̾́ͅ ̷̖̦̩̲̗̪̀́͒̀̈́̅̍̎m̶̧͍̞͔̭̗̼̬̻̏́̉͛̍́u̵̡̲͈̿͌̕s̴̺̻͗̓̃͆͐́̓͑̚h̸̳̃̈́̐̈́̒͠rooms and plants, and there's a well
[The message cuts off abruptly as he realizes something, not sure if it'll be useful or not, but it's something.]
T̵̖͇̦̙͕̝̮̯̊̑̂̈́͑̏͜h̵͔͇̟͇͓͎̒̾e̸̛̜̜̘̺̰̫͔͓̲̒͗̓̈́͒͝r̶͎̪̗̊̍͜e̷̲̯͍̊̏͒̑̌̉͛͝'̴̧̭̦͙͚̰͇̓͐́̃͒͒ṣ̸̯̿͗̇̇͗ͅ ̷̼̒a well, and it's dry a ̷̹͈͉̞̠̊̈́̎̑̈̂̀̈́ͅl̶̗̠̬̫̖͕̠̝͆o̶̝͔̬̝̳̞͔͖̣͗̏̍͒̑͘͠ţ̸̯̻̯̇̆̐̀̓̅,̷̧̢͎͈̝̮̋́͐̽̓̉̌̓ ̴̰̭̮̬̙̤̜̞̈̚ş̵͓͔̽͐̓̆̉ͅơ̸͔͔̠̲̣̐̍̇̈́͒̐͗ ̵̽́͜w̷̧̛̻͎̎͒̈̀̀̀̓ë̶̙́̾͒́́͛̾̀'̷͑ͅr̴̺̠͍̻̙̬̯̐͐̃̑̍͛͘͝e̶̫̭͆̈́̒͘͜͝͝ above the water tab̴̹̲̱̏̃̔̂̃͌̏̿͝l̶̡̮̮͕̪̺̖̓̎̿̉͠e̷̢͖̘͎̪̪͇͙̽.
[Being so far down but still above the water table must be unusual, right? It would be in his world, he thinks, at least narrowing down possibilities a little, but then again what does he know about wells? Not a lot.]
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𝘈 𝘥𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭?
[ It's hard to make sense of considering the other clues the Summoned had found since: the seaweed found far from the sea, the traces of water she had found in a completely barren cave. ]
𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘑𝘢𝘺. 𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯, 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯.
[ Promises that hang on the outcome of someone's life in her hands aren't normally ones Hilda makes, but she doesn't feel like she has a choice here. Jayden had messaged her and she didn't want to let him down. ]
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[He won't, of course. But he will take her suggestion to try to conserve some energy, starting now; he doesn't really have anything else useful to offer anyway.]