LOREN
As Jigano slurped down the smallest worm in response to Oliver’s question, Loren felt amusement and joy bubble up within him. The Launceleyn’s houseguest would have to get used to the dirt and the gore eventually. Butcher’s first, then bath. Come on, we got this. Don't give up now, this is the easy part. With that, the Launceleyn sank his teeth into the nearest worm, and did his best (with his very meager strength) to get the dragon loaded up.
I don't have enough magic to create a harness, unfortunately, so brute force it is. Whether or not Oliver helped, the summoner would do his best to get the worms onto the bard's back. It was back-breaking work (pun intended) even more than the fighting had been, and all Loren wanted to do at the end was collapse in a heap. However, he'd promised to help the fox get cleaned up, so wearily he turned to pad towards the Oasis. Thanks again, you two.
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I don't have enough magic to create a harness, unfortunately, so brute force it is. Whether or not Oliver helped, the summoner would do his best to get the worms onto the bard's back. It was back-breaking work (pun intended) even more than the fighting had been, and all Loren wanted to do at the end was collapse in a heap. However, he'd promised to help the fox get cleaned up, so wearily he turned to pad towards the Oasis. Thanks again, you two.
-FINISHED, unless either of you really wants to post a reply.
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