Iskra
If I could just lay my head down and rest
If there was nothing to fight or protect
If there was nothing to fight or protect
Goose happily raced after the flapping ningo until it perched upon the fence. Barking and leaping up where he could ought to keep the ningo there, and had it been slower, Goose would have happily eaten it. Iskra meanwhile cleared out their nests with his flame, watching the sticks and debris crumble to ash with satisfaction. Observing the rest of the trench for a moment to ensure everything else looked clear, he then hauled himself back out of it with a bit of effort, doing his best not to drumble any.
Everyone else also seemed to finish, and onward they went, Iskra popping down with Nina to observe the residual bits and bobs buried in the loam. "Nah, I say we burn this shit," Iskra advises, hands extending palm out towards the trenches grasp of snow and remnants. "You're Nina, right? The Keeper of the flame? Not sure we've properly met, but I've heard of you. I'm Iskra, a woodcutter here. And that's Goose." He offers her a soft smile, and the husky looks on from his place still above them on the main ground. "I assume you do fire magic, so we'll probably need both of us to make headway on the snow. The other bits should go up quick." Otherwise, shoveling the snow out might be faster, as he'd end up turning it to ice, but together it should go from ice to water soon enough. With that in mind, he ignites a stream of fire out before him, avoiding anyone else, and works to burn away the garbage and the snow.
Iskra picks option B and uses fire!
Everyone else also seemed to finish, and onward they went, Iskra popping down with Nina to observe the residual bits and bobs buried in the loam. "Nah, I say we burn this shit," Iskra advises, hands extending palm out towards the trenches grasp of snow and remnants. "You're Nina, right? The Keeper of the flame? Not sure we've properly met, but I've heard of you. I'm Iskra, a woodcutter here. And that's Goose." He offers her a soft smile, and the husky looks on from his place still above them on the main ground. "I assume you do fire magic, so we'll probably need both of us to make headway on the snow. The other bits should go up quick." Otherwise, shoveling the snow out might be faster, as he'd end up turning it to ice, but together it should go from ice to water soon enough. With that in mind, he ignites a stream of fire out before him, avoiding anyone else, and works to burn away the garbage and the snow.
Iskra picks option B and uses fire!
Maybe then I could finally be free
Maybe death is like falling asleep
Maybe death is like falling asleep
