Sparks was always good at appearing confident and competent, and it provided some comfort to the Barkeep. He, after all, had no clue about how horrible everything was going, but with the Marshall here, there was some hope.

As long as the Barkeep stayed away from those bad crystals Sparks was talking about, he'd be safe. Yeah.

Several minutes passed between them. "So now what're we supposed to do? I can't really live in the temple 'til it all passes over."