Life, Tsar and other things

The ground was sticky with blood. Lady Tolah watched it for a while, almost entranced. The dark blue blood of the hairy three legged thing was running along the crack in the floor, almost to her feet. A yellow stream of blood from the scaly five legged thing was moving to intercept it. She tilted her head slightly as the two merged, slowly forming a dark green pool. Green like his face.
She almost smiled before shaking her head vigorously. This wasn't the time or the place for thoughts such as these.
Lady Tolah looked behind her where her squad was forming up. They were a small but experienced bunch, just the way she liked it. It had always been best to move quickly and hit hard in the tunnels under Tsar, and this was doubly true since the general uprising surrounding the Unrighteous March. The tunnels were much more populated than they used to be, the difference being that it was now partially full of weak undead instead of only aberrations. As long as you didn't get surrounded though, you were fine.
Her squad started moving again. They hugged the wall tightly, moving from shadow to shadow with nary a sound.
Officially, their mission for the day was to clear out a nest of suspected Orcus-worshipping Goblins. Lady Tolah had spied one herself earlier in the week, and the collated reports suggested that such a congregation might exist nearby. Orcusites were rare under Tsar, but the tunnels were long with an untold number of exits. Lady Tolah had an ulterior motive with this mission, however. The Goblin she had seen had been in possession of one of the gaudiest rings she had ever seen. The band was almost as thick as it was wide, and it was decorated with a smattering of gem fragments, mixed metals and a large piece of multi coloured glass.
A cheerful green face drifted through her thoughts once again. She wasn't sure where he was right now, but she suspected it would be in a place such as this. Deep beneath the earth, with nothing but a handful of friends and wave after wave of monstrosities for company. Unlike her situation however, she knew that his was almost at an end. "We have to beat up some temple guys, then stab some avatar thingy a few times. I'll be home soon" he had said with a shrug and a lopsided smile.
She wondered what life after Rappun Athuk would be like for Mortimer. Maybe he will join her down here in the tunnels. Perhaps he will pour his time into the Castle. Maybe she will ask him to marry her. She'd need a nice gaudy ring for that though.
A shrieking green face shocked her from her introspection, and she turned to meet the threat