ISKRA
His success in slaying void ursurs with Melita might have given Iskra a well needed confidence boost. Perhaps, tipped it too far into the direction of feeling like he's invincible. His limits as yet are untested, but undoubtedly short given his experiences and skillsets, most of which have been honed by carving up trees, not marauding creatures. Still, he's not going it alone, and he doesn't even mean Goose in this case. Utterly confident in Deimos' talents, Iskra fully intends to provide support as needed, and if it means he gets to sling an axe or two in close quarters (the only ones really available to him given his arsenal), all the better.
Goose settles quietly beside him, sniffing towards Belial with a cautious eye, while Iskra nods hello to Deimos and offers his name to Jack in quick greeting. His attention is drawn to the notes Deimos has on hand, peering at them for a moment, before his gaze lifts towards the citizens in question. Goose's working nose had since drifted from the peryton and towards the toddler of Frieda, smelling deliciously like the child hasn't washed since it's last meal, something Goose can happily assist with.
"I'll talk to her," Iskra says with no small amount of exasperation as he saunters after his wayward hound, the notes handed back over before he departs.
Goose's slowly wagging tail as he approaches the runaway toddler should be sign enough of his good natured intent, though Iskra still calls out to the taxed mother, "he's friendly!" The husky should even serve as a roadblock and a distraction, slowing the child enough to permit the mother to catch a breath. Closing the distance and stopping beside Goose, Iskra pats his back affectionately, offering Frieda and her youngster a soft smile. "Say, you don't by chance know anything about the monster reports around here do you? We're trying to head to the last place they were spotted, help clean up the risk from the region."
Iskra has a regular axe, Ampere, and some matches. Goose is with him.
Iskra talks to Frieda Mott
Goose settles quietly beside him, sniffing towards Belial with a cautious eye, while Iskra nods hello to Deimos and offers his name to Jack in quick greeting. His attention is drawn to the notes Deimos has on hand, peering at them for a moment, before his gaze lifts towards the citizens in question. Goose's working nose had since drifted from the peryton and towards the toddler of Frieda, smelling deliciously like the child hasn't washed since it's last meal, something Goose can happily assist with.
"I'll talk to her," Iskra says with no small amount of exasperation as he saunters after his wayward hound, the notes handed back over before he departs.
Goose's slowly wagging tail as he approaches the runaway toddler should be sign enough of his good natured intent, though Iskra still calls out to the taxed mother, "he's friendly!" The husky should even serve as a roadblock and a distraction, slowing the child enough to permit the mother to catch a breath. Closing the distance and stopping beside Goose, Iskra pats his back affectionately, offering Frieda and her youngster a soft smile. "Say, you don't by chance know anything about the monster reports around here do you? We're trying to head to the last place they were spotted, help clean up the risk from the region."
Iskra has a regular axe, Ampere, and some matches. Goose is with him.
Iskra talks to Frieda Mott
This thing we call life has been taking its toll
