Originally Posted by
JettWilderbeast
James 'Quinn' Harley-Quinn
"Holy crap! How on earth are we down here? Man, this story gets better and better! Quinn is in high spirits despite the crash, his agenda was an exiciting story, looks like he was getting it. Quinn manages to scrape together all his belongings and takes in his new surroundings, taking a small notepad from the top pocket of his khaki shirt, Quinn starts to jot down a few notes of the events.
After a few moments Quinn puts the notepad away and digs through his rucksack for his camera; upon finding it he puts the strap round his neck and takes a photo of the wrecked balloon and passengers.
Right then, my fellow adventurers, where to now? And say Mister Featherdale, what were those flying things? I tried to get a look at 'em but that fog was so damn thick!