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Deimos was surprised by the silence from Oliver’s presence – used to either apologies, apprehension, or some combination of the two. But he didn’t complain, remaining quiet himself, stitching and weaving the hides together, and only ceasing when he reached the middle on his side. Trusting Oliver to continue in his capabilities, the Sword moved on to the next two hides, pressing them together in the same way as the first, following similar accord and actions.
The blacksmith would find himself very successful, so perhaps his talents did have quite a range, the rug coming together nicely, no overly large spaces, no snagged thread, the bone needle smoothly transitioning through. Once he’d completed that one, he could maneuver to the next, and they’d be set-up nicely for when Lily and Jigano returned with their wares.
At the Sage’s Beastmaster insistence, the deer awakened from its repose – immediately alarmed. Its eyes bulged and widened, ensuing a panicked scrambling to its feet, but Lily had been correct in her assertion; the creature was obviously injured, swaying dramatically, pitching over to the side. Still, it attempted to escape and evade, lurching to the right on a pathetic hop, leaving the two capable of grabbing their found snow moss pile, but perhaps a little guilty over the plight of the other creature. It wouldn’t be too long before something else snagged it; a predator’s keen sense would find it – only a matter of time.
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Deimos and Oliver were very successful in their rolls, and may continue sewing up the hides.
Jigano’s Beastmaster compelled the deer to get up and move off the snow moss, but its severely injured. Will Lily and Jigano do anything about it, or leave it to its doom?
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