So, chasing a Voidweaver Spider through the streets of the Grounds wasn't how Tal had wanted to spend his afternoon, but nevertheless, there he was. The courier was scrambling down the street as the little violet vermin scurried over the cobbles, hissing and chittering its rage. It kept trying to veer off to one side or another to escape down side alleys or into buildings, but the pale dragon winging low overhead sent little gouts of flame down to dissuade it every time and it was forced to remain in the open.
"Hey! Stand still y'little fucker!" the courier hollered as he made another grab with leather-gauntleted hands and missed again as the spider made a last second leap forward. Something small and glittering swung from one of Tal's hands as he caught his balance and continued the chase, heading straight for the ever-burning bonfire and the solitary person standing in front of it. "Hey, look out! Don't let it get away!" he yelled to the stranger in hopes that the man might block the spider's escape.
"Hey! Stand still y'little fucker!" the courier hollered as he made another grab with leather-gauntleted hands and missed again as the spider made a last second leap forward. Something small and glittering swung from one of Tal's hands as he caught his balance and continued the chase, heading straight for the ever-burning bonfire and the solitary person standing in front of it. "Hey, look out! Don't let it get away!" he yelled to the stranger in hopes that the man might block the spider's escape.
