Deimos
the resurrected sword
No rescue attempt necessary soon after the message rang out – Oliver appearing through the brush looking as though he’d had better days. The tiger’s gaze settled upon the muddy coat and cut cheek, head tilting vaguely in a movement reminiscent of his human form, entangled in predator curiosity. You are fine he announced, not remotely bothered Oliver’s attempts hadn’t amounted to anything. How many other times had such a thing occurred to any carnivore? One couldn’t predict a prey’s machinations or methods to ensure it didn’t go down. It would be something entangled and embroiled with more experience, more time, more practice. Jigano echoed his sentiments, offered healing on the outskirts of thereafter.
Rance’s inquiry allowed the his attention to meander away from Oliver and the Sage, and the beast shifted towards his bear form, stronger, tougher, larger, to entangle his jaws around the harness and rope he’d tied towards the wagon, intending to drag it towards town. I can take care of them. Any of you are welcome to help if you want to learn. No need for a butcher, with the sheer amount of times he’d gutted prey. Then I can freeze them, and store them for whomever needs the meat in the winter. He could always place it in the Temple, up for grabs whenever the weather made food scarce and inhabitants hungry. Their actions would only benefit the Hollowed Grounds; providing, proffering, offering support in the upcoming darker, harsher days. Thank you all for the assistance he pulsed and pervaded, and then began the trek out of the woods, dragging the cart behind.
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FIN! Thank you to everyone for helping and getting through those ridiculous dice rolls. XD <3
Rance’s inquiry allowed the his attention to meander away from Oliver and the Sage, and the beast shifted towards his bear form, stronger, tougher, larger, to entangle his jaws around the harness and rope he’d tied towards the wagon, intending to drag it towards town. I can take care of them. Any of you are welcome to help if you want to learn. No need for a butcher, with the sheer amount of times he’d gutted prey. Then I can freeze them, and store them for whomever needs the meat in the winter. He could always place it in the Temple, up for grabs whenever the weather made food scarce and inhabitants hungry. Their actions would only benefit the Hollowed Grounds; providing, proffering, offering support in the upcoming darker, harsher days. Thank you all for the assistance he pulsed and pervaded, and then began the trek out of the woods, dragging the cart behind.
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FIN! Thank you to everyone for helping and getting through those ridiculous dice rolls. XD <3
and oh, poor atlas
the world's a beast of a burden
the world's a beast of a burden
