Alys, for her part, was feeling rather less patient than Deimos. Even with all of the shock and distress and other things going on, how someone would nearly refuse an offer of help - in whatever form it might come - was beyond the seer's comprehension. She fought the urge to roll her eyes at the hunter, sought some level of understanding within herself. In the end, she said nothing further, simply turning her gaze to the next victim... who would undoubtedly test her patience again.
Gods, but she was glad she wasn't a leader.
In any case, the hunter managed to gain enough self-control back that he was able to describe an ursur - but not like the white, dangerous ones that typically roamed the tundra. This one, he said, was black and dark, and Alys's brows snapped together. She was suddenly glad she'd left Sascha at home, with strict instructions to stay put. "Careful with the southeastern bank, Dei," she called absently, scanning that very area for any sign of danger, lifting one hand from the bakunawa's scales to finger one of the daggers at her waist.
Gods, but she was glad she wasn't a leader.
In any case, the hunter managed to gain enough self-control back that he was able to describe an ursur - but not like the white, dangerous ones that typically roamed the tundra. This one, he said, was black and dark, and Alys's brows snapped together. She was suddenly glad she'd left Sascha at home, with strict instructions to stay put. "Careful with the southeastern bank, Dei," she called absently, scanning that very area for any sign of danger, lifting one hand from the bakunawa's scales to finger one of the daggers at her waist.
ALYS GLASSE
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
