Sah
The forest never sleeps and the wolf never dies
Sah shivered, "Yes. For some reason they turn sour when cooked with lightning. I try to avoid it unless there's no other option." The past year had made it easier to avoid and for that the hunter was thankful. He was never one to be picky or waste meat but having options was a nice change. "When grilled they're surprisingly good though." He added after a moment. Sah had no idea why lightning versus fire could cause such differences for certain meats but there was no denying that it did. Rhampire tasted better with lightning and luxere tasted better with fire. It was weird.
"Deal." Sah walked around the shore until he found a suitably spacious spot free of vegetation or other things that might get suck in the glass. "Step back." He warned Tal.
Once the courier was safely out of range, the Abandoned took a deep breath. The sky darkened quickly and with a flick of his wrist a series of lightning bolts struck the area around the Wild Thunder. When the sparks and smoke cleared, there was a ring of glass around him.
Glancing at Tal he raised a brow, "This enough?"
