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DEIMOS And in your darkest hour, I hold secrets flame Relieved to hear he wouldn’t be further questioned or compelled into anything Frey related, the monolith visibly relaxed, no longer so unyielding, so unbending, and finished dividing the bird. Setting bits and pieces aside, he went for another, repeating instances over again, plucking, de-feathering, and placing them within the sack. He didn’t look up as Loren started his first statement – already well endeavored into not stalking a luxere. He knew too many, especially Auni and Astra, and they’d provided them with safety within the Hollowed Grounds on many a LongNight – it wouldn’t feel right to send another into slaughter simply for the sake of their prominent horns. Better to find one no longer in use. “I figured I would try and find some antlers already shed.” A shrug undulated through his shoulders at the notion, while he picked apart the fowl once more. News about the Ursur gave him the slightest bit of pause. “Noah offered to take me hunting. But I will keep that in mind. Thank you.” But the intrigue about the length of cord wouldn’t cease, and following after the snort, the General conceded to his curiosity. “And how did you accomplish that?” master of nothing place; of recoil and grace