Deimos
“Understandable,” given the certain peculiarities of the curse. “We have used the skin for armor before,” if Darkeye needed any ideas; more leathery distinctions than the usual metal purposed particles. Something he’d be able to work with, in the meantime anyway, until the curse was broken or ended.
The inquiry about the upcoming season was treated with its necessary notions; and Darkeye would have an easier time than the trek amidst and amongst the mountain folk. “About what you would expect during winter – you will want to stock up on firewood and food.” Snag and hunt when and where he could; the scarcity could likely be supplemented by going into the Oerwoud jungles, or Torchline’s oceans for fish. “LongNight, however, is a little different. In the last week of Deepfrost, there will be no light, and no way to call to the gods.” He paused, considering, the slightest frown beginning to mar his features again. “That is the time we used to face the monsters. Supposedly, they will no longer be an issue.” Though the Sword had his doubts, given how one had slipped within Halo in the previous year.
The inquiry about the upcoming season was treated with its necessary notions; and Darkeye would have an easier time than the trek amidst and amongst the mountain folk. “About what you would expect during winter – you will want to stock up on firewood and food.” Snag and hunt when and where he could; the scarcity could likely be supplemented by going into the Oerwoud jungles, or Torchline’s oceans for fish. “LongNight, however, is a little different. In the last week of Deepfrost, there will be no light, and no way to call to the gods.” He paused, considering, the slightest frown beginning to mar his features again. “That is the time we used to face the monsters. Supposedly, they will no longer be an issue.” Though the Sword had his doubts, given how one had slipped within Halo in the previous year.
you're all bronze and bite
all venom and fistfight
all venom and fistfight
