[Computer, Audio Only]

[proudbraveandtall]

For anyone in Vegas, if you find an opening into that mountain, don't go in it.

[There's a clink of ice against glass, a muttered curse in a language that's not English, liquid pouring.]

There could be a dragon inside.

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voice

[squicksilver]

[ ...

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...

he draws the only reasonable conclusion. ]

You want it for yourself!

voice

[proudbraveandtall]

Jesus fuck...

[This guy is so damn drunk. Unfortunately for Hjalti, he's also right.]

Stay out. That's our fucking home over there now.

voice

[squicksilver]

You —

Your home?

[ As realization dawns, he sobers up quickly. Which is a pity, actually, as alcohol is in short supply on the Strip right now. ]

You did this? I thought it was the cultists!

voice

[proudbraveandtall]

[He'll send you a case of your preferred rotgut if you don't try and blast through those doors. Or walls. Or anything else there.]

We didn't do it, I don't know how we could. Pulsing back something the size of a small building is the biggest extreme we know of among all of us, and this is an entire damn mountain. But it's from where we used to live - it's the ancestral seat of our people.

voice

[squicksilver]

Yes, well. The whole of the United States is the ancestral seat of the Native American people, but they're not going to be strolling in and retaking Washington D.C., for instance.

And if you try to claim ownership of this mountain and whatever is in it, I imagine quite a number of people will seek you out and sue you for damages. The only people who will see any gold are the lawyers.

voice

[proudbraveandtall]

And the whole of the United States didn't just show up one day out of the fucking blue. No one's got any clue what's going on here and I know for damn sure none of us asked for this, so I'm pretty damn sure there's no way in hell a legal team could pin this on us like that.

[Granted, he's sure there's a few in the country who would try, but really there's no legs to stand on there.]