I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
The dispersal was quiet at first. Melita scurried up the tree as if she’d been born to it, unlike last time, and willed her breathing to a low, steady sound. Her companions were elsewhere, settled upon the base bench until she needed them otherwise, taking in a nice nap in the sun.
Then it all seemed to unravel from there. Alys kept her illusion and air magic in use, but either due to error, too much concentration on one or the other, the footprints were left behind, angling and inching their way in the direction she sought behind buildings and outcroppings.
Maea too, seemed content at first until the Fae merchant lifted the wool to sell, and unearthed the gore crow. With a massive shriek by the seller and the buyer, the former started hurtling insults rapidly. ”Out! Get out of here!” and shook at the materials, intending to send the Ancient flying.
Which meant Thalassa would have her fair share of places to seek out – traversing after Alys’s tracks, the Honeybee’s silence, or Maea’s ill-timed fleece pursuits.
In the interim, Melita remained low and still; watching, waiting, hoping for distractions so she might flee and race to the base again.
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Melita has shown no signs of her location. Alys and Maea unfortunately have given off signs of where they could be, and Thalassa can try and track either.
Your character must decide on whether to move, remain, and whatever other antics they want to do to conceal/hide/run to the base. Thalassa must post last.
Points:
Thalassa: 0
Maea: 1
Alys: 1
Melita: 1
Then it all seemed to unravel from there. Alys kept her illusion and air magic in use, but either due to error, too much concentration on one or the other, the footprints were left behind, angling and inching their way in the direction she sought behind buildings and outcroppings.
Maea too, seemed content at first until the Fae merchant lifted the wool to sell, and unearthed the gore crow. With a massive shriek by the seller and the buyer, the former started hurtling insults rapidly. ”Out! Get out of here!” and shook at the materials, intending to send the Ancient flying.
Which meant Thalassa would have her fair share of places to seek out – traversing after Alys’s tracks, the Honeybee’s silence, or Maea’s ill-timed fleece pursuits.
In the interim, Melita remained low and still; watching, waiting, hoping for distractions so she might flee and race to the base again.
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Melita has shown no signs of her location. Alys and Maea unfortunately have given off signs of where they could be, and Thalassa can try and track either.
Your character must decide on whether to move, remain, and whatever other antics they want to do to conceal/hide/run to the base. Thalassa must post last.
Points:
Thalassa: 0
Maea: 1
Alys: 1
Melita: 1
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
