Speaking of water, there was a sudden liquid sound. Piper looked over and saw that Earstripe was urinating off the side of his tile into the pit. “What?” said the gnole. “A gnole had to go.” “You’re pissing on ancient technology!” “Ancient humans did not provide toilets for a gnole.” “Yes, but—” “A gnole will aim for the dead pig, if it makes a human feel better.” “Besides,” said Galen, “if those are clocktaur bits, urine’s not going to hurt them. Trust me on this one.” “You pissed on a clocktaur?” “What can I say? War is hell.” Piper paused. “Did it do anything to the clocktaurs?” “Made them
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