Sah
Sah glanced over at the unfamiliar voice, gold considering seafoam for a heartbeat. "Perhaps." He rested a hand on Pad's shoulder, calming the dark wolf down enough that the Wild Thunder was assured his companion wouldn't lunge at the apparition. Keeping one eye on the spirit, Sah turned to better address Thorn, "Or he may want something else."
Scanning the spirit, Sah tried to determine if there was anything obvious. He blinked when it clicked, "Their scabbard is empty." Given the spirit's hazy appearance, it was hard to tell, but the edge of the sheath seemed indented inward and absent of a pommel. The second the words left his mouth, the spirit slowly lifted what seemed to be an arm and pointed out toward the water.
Scanning the spirit, Sah tried to determine if there was anything obvious. He blinked when it clicked, "Their scabbard is empty." Given the spirit's hazy appearance, it was hard to tell, but the edge of the sheath seemed indented inward and absent of a pommel. The second the words left his mouth, the spirit slowly lifted what seemed to be an arm and pointed out toward the water.
I think therefore I am,
But what if all I do is bleed?
But what if all I do is bleed?
