"Thank--" Hadama had begun to turn his head towards the young woman at his side, accepting her accolade with quiet pride of his own, when they were abruptly interrupted. The Ancient reacted first, slicing out with daggers extended like extensions of her body, and the smaller Tangleweed met cold - or was that hot? - steel. It may not have shrieked audibly, but it certainly vibrated as if it was doing so on some level that perhaps only plants could hear. Sharp metal ripped through shadowy tendrils, shredding them before they could latch into flesh and bone.
The Void Tangleweed crashed to the ground at Aithne's feet, twitching and oozing black-violet sap. Hadama looked down at it, a flicker of cool satisfaction in his emerald eyes before he turned to give the Ancient a proper inclination of his head. 'Thank you. That was well struck." He paused, considering both the dead and the dying Void creatures before giving a slow nod of his head as the corpses matched with what he had been told. "I am Hadama, of Torchline. May I buy you a drink for your help?" They were a long ways from the town... but there was a gleam of amusement coming into his gaze as he watched the Ancient at his side, awaiting her own introduction and answer to his invitation.
The Void Tangleweed crashed to the ground at Aithne's feet, twitching and oozing black-violet sap. Hadama looked down at it, a flicker of cool satisfaction in his emerald eyes before he turned to give the Ancient a proper inclination of his head. 'Thank you. That was well struck." He paused, considering both the dead and the dying Void creatures before giving a slow nod of his head as the corpses matched with what he had been told. "I am Hadama, of Torchline. May I buy you a drink for your help?" They were a long ways from the town... but there was a gleam of amusement coming into his gaze as he watched the Ancient at his side, awaiting her own introduction and answer to his invitation.
