A lot of people have dedicated themselves to moving food, supplies, torches, even the entire jukebox up The Invincible's stairs and there's always more to do. But the rain has been pouring down steadily outside, the trenches around the building are nearly full, and people who have ventured out farther say the river is threatening to spill over the center of town any moment.
Nearly finished, Pudding is downstairs packaging up some of the food when the whole building shudders and shakes, then groans as the walls begin to warp. Finally, the front door buckles as the latch breaks, and a wave of water pushes into the building, sending chairs and a table slamming straight into Pudding and knocking her against the bar.
For a terrifying moment, she's submerged in muddy, silt-laden, relentless water that pins her to the bar and bashes furniture and debris against her until someone else in the tavern drags her out and up the stairs. The armful of supplies are soaked and scattered across the floor and the roaring of the water in Pudding's ears takes longer to subside than she expected once she's back on her feet. In fact, due to the massive pressure of the pounding water and the scrape of sand and splinters, Pudding will lose her hearing in one ear for at least two weeks, with it gradually returning afterward. All she will hear in that ear for those two weeks is the churning roar of floodwater and a distant soft song that seems as if it's always just a little too far away to fully hear.
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A lot of people have dedicated themselves to moving food, supplies, torches, even the entire jukebox up The Invincible's stairs and there's always more to do. But the rain has been pouring down steadily outside, the trenches around the building are nearly full, and people who have ventured out farther say the river is threatening to spill over the center of town any moment.
Nearly finished, Pudding is downstairs packaging up some of the food when the whole building shudders and shakes, then groans as the walls begin to warp. Finally, the front door buckles as the latch breaks, and a wave of water pushes into the building, sending chairs and a table slamming straight into Pudding and knocking her against the bar.
For a terrifying moment, she's submerged in muddy, silt-laden, relentless water that pins her to the bar and bashes furniture and debris against her until someone else in the tavern drags her out and up the stairs. The armful of supplies are soaked and scattered across the floor and the roaring of the water in Pudding's ears takes longer to subside than she expected once she's back on her feet. In fact, due to the massive pressure of the pounding water and the scrape of sand and splinters, Pudding will lose her hearing in one ear for at least two weeks, with it gradually returning afterward. All she will hear in that ear for those two weeks is the churning roar of floodwater and a distant soft song that seems as if it's always just a little too far away to fully hear.