DEIMOS
The sound of iron shots is stuck in my head
The thunder of the drums dictates
The thunder of the drums dictates
Mind on the mission, and rarely on pleasantries, the beast inclined his head towards the woman, attention settled on her for a moment. “Yes.” Before shirking right back to his previous intentions, watching, peering, attuned gaze from tiger exploits and shifts reeling back, fixations within the darkness, looking, looking, looking for a semblance of blossoms – certain to be stark in this range of lava, magma, and walls. Zuriel followed close behind, though she noted each individual in their familiarity, eyes flicking to Sunjata briefly, as if expecting some semblance of treats.
The journey through the caverns themselves weren’t an issue, but rather the fauna contained within. As they threaded their way amongst and amidst the pathways, there was a distinct scuttling sound – and the monolith registered faint memories of distinct claws, down along the underground…
“Rats,” he murmured, unfurling bits of fire from his hand to better see through the midst, where the fiery edges of the lava, of the magma, didn’t seem to quite reach. It pinpointed upon shadows of the maneuvering beasts, around eight of them, three feet in height, and joining one another from all directions –
They seemed to ignore Raza and the Sword, but Sunjata made for an easy target in their minds, three rampaging towards the Flood, intending to sink their fangs into shins, calves, and anywhere else they could reach.
And while they didn’t target Bastien necessarily, two of them had happened to spot the flower too, the exact description earlier described – beelining for the petals.
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Ohoho, we’ve rolled for blind swamp rats! They can’t see you, but they can smell you!
Deimos andRaza have been left alone, but Sunjata has a swarm of three, and the lily Bastien has found is also the target of two rats.
Whatcha gonna do? :D
PQ moving on in 48 hours or when everyone has posted!
The journey through the caverns themselves weren’t an issue, but rather the fauna contained within. As they threaded their way amongst and amidst the pathways, there was a distinct scuttling sound – and the monolith registered faint memories of distinct claws, down along the underground…
“Rats,” he murmured, unfurling bits of fire from his hand to better see through the midst, where the fiery edges of the lava, of the magma, didn’t seem to quite reach. It pinpointed upon shadows of the maneuvering beasts, around eight of them, three feet in height, and joining one another from all directions –
They seemed to ignore Raza and the Sword, but Sunjata made for an easy target in their minds, three rampaging towards the Flood, intending to sink their fangs into shins, calves, and anywhere else they could reach.
And while they didn’t target Bastien necessarily, two of them had happened to spot the flower too, the exact description earlier described – beelining for the petals.
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Ohoho, we’ve rolled for blind swamp rats! They can’t see you, but they can smell you!
Deimos and
Whatcha gonna do? :D
PQ moving on in 48 hours or when everyone has posted!
The rhythm of the falls, the number of dead
The rising of the horns, ahead
The rising of the horns, ahead
