"Come get me!" Tal called without a second thought for his dignity. He'd never been able to maintain much to begin with, and if it came down to a choice between that and the Peregrine, he'd chose his ship every time.
Throwing a tie around the wheel to keep the Peregrine turning a slow, tight circle overhead, he quickly scampered up the mast to properly secure the sail up so errant winds wouldn't carry it too far while they were down in the ...
Well. What had been the Greatwood before Leafchange, and was now the Voidwood.
He gripped his Dagger grimly, ready to lean over Remi's shoulder and slash anything that tried to tangle the Bastion's wings while he was being airlifted down into danger. "So, uh... congrats on things with Mort," he offered, proving once again that his conversational timing was...
Unique.
Throwing a tie around the wheel to keep the Peregrine turning a slow, tight circle overhead, he quickly scampered up the mast to properly secure the sail up so errant winds wouldn't carry it too far while they were down in the ...
Well. What had been the Greatwood before Leafchange, and was now the Voidwood.
He gripped his Dagger grimly, ready to lean over Remi's shoulder and slash anything that tried to tangle the Bastion's wings while he was being airlifted down into danger. "So, uh... congrats on things with Mort," he offered, proving once again that his conversational timing was...
Unique.
