Deimos
Working through the mud, and listening to the merchants grumble amidst one another while the rest of them slid through grime, Deimos heard the Valkyrie’s other call. Turning to Darkeye, he informed the cleric, so everyone would still be aware of ongoing notions. “Ru found the other,” and trusting Noah wouldn’t rush off to take her progress away, they persisted in freeing the ones in their stead.
Healing began for the first two began, between Darkeye’s spear and Noah’s incantations, mending over the brambled bruises, cuts, and lacerations from their obvious run from the lamplighters previously – if the Sword’s presumptions were correct.
We have them out he relayed to Hotaru, brows furrowing at the corpse, and then pondering over transportation. “I doubt I can fly all of us,” at least with the thunderbird aspects – as that would include quite a few. “Maybe my bakunawa shift,” but then his eyes went towards Mildew’s house in the distance, and the cart left behind. “We could always repair their things."
On the Valkyrie’s end, she’d find her merchant effectively…charmed/manipulated, but still trembling, shaken by everything as he began to stumble, trip, and bumble his way through the murk and grime. ”Where…where is everyone?” he murmured; dazed, confused, but in her orbit nonetheless, capable of being molded to her whims.
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Two of the three merchants are out of the mud, and now transport can be discussed.
Hotaru’s merchant has been charmed and is wandering through to her. No post order!
Healing began for the first two began, between Darkeye’s spear and Noah’s incantations, mending over the brambled bruises, cuts, and lacerations from their obvious run from the lamplighters previously – if the Sword’s presumptions were correct.
We have them out he relayed to Hotaru, brows furrowing at the corpse, and then pondering over transportation. “I doubt I can fly all of us,” at least with the thunderbird aspects – as that would include quite a few. “Maybe my bakunawa shift,” but then his eyes went towards Mildew’s house in the distance, and the cart left behind. “We could always repair their things."
On the Valkyrie’s end, she’d find her merchant effectively…charmed/manipulated, but still trembling, shaken by everything as he began to stumble, trip, and bumble his way through the murk and grime. ”Where…where is everyone?” he murmured; dazed, confused, but in her orbit nonetheless, capable of being molded to her whims.
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Two of the three merchants are out of the mud, and now transport can be discussed.
Hotaru’s merchant has been charmed and is wandering through to her. No post order!
we exhume our enemy's bones
we are battling, hungry beasts
we are battling, hungry beasts
