Lysander was raised in a dwarf mine. At at a reasonably young age, maybe 9 or 10, he was taller than almost every other dwarf. He was too big for mineshafts, which meant he hit his head on the ceiling a lot. For this reason, he was nicknamed “Hodefngr.” Or Headbanger.
Despite all this, he really misses being a Dwarf. This has been the first time in almost ten years that he has spent more than a few hours under ground, and he is enjoying every minute of it.
Bea… no so much.
(Everyone in gondolas (2 per, except Alexey, who is sharing with Teo and Ruby). Tulip braying and stamping hoof)
Gondola pilot1: Hey! Stop that!
Niki: (shaking and holding onto Bradley in a very uncomfortable manner) I HATE THIS I HATE THIS I HATE THIS!
Gondola pilot 2: Can you make her sit down?!
Bradley: C-can you sit down, please?
(Everyone disembarking onto a dock. Niki is being sick in a corner, Bradley comforting her)
Bradley: You okay?
Niki: (shakey letters) uuuggghhh~~
(Lysander helping Uba out of gondola. Alexey stands by as Teo and Ruby negotiate with a guard, who points behind him. Bea, with Nwlyn on shoulder, stands by as Sancho tries to comfort Tulip.)
(Everyone walking through a low-ceilinged tunnel, following Teo and Ruby. Lysander is smiling because he feels like a dwarf again. Bea hits her head on the ceiling. Is not enjoying the underground life)
Bea: OW! FUCK!