Atropos, who had been on the verge of responding to Calim's comments, shuts her mouth and sits back in her chair, observing and judging the situation, letting various scenarios play out in her head.
Up in the trees, Tala nods, confident that the man will recieve the care that he requires, then turns her attention to the hound following his blood trail. Once again, she readies herself to come to her allies' aid, should the beast prove hostile.
Sorry, everything sort of happened at once. My grandma got hurt, then my boyfriend had to move to Idaho for a job, and finally my liver enzymes started going nuts, and it turns out I may have reactivated chronic mono. Things are starting to calm down a little, and hopefully I should be able to...
Sorry, everything sort of happened at once. My grandma got hurt, then my boyfriend had to move to Idaho for a job, and finally my liver enzymes started going nuts, and it turns out I may have reactivated chronic mono. Things are starting to calm down a little, and hopefully I should be able to...
Rolling her eyes and groaning softly as yet another debate begins, Atropos rises from the table. "While there's nothing more fun than the minutiae of putting together trade...wait, no that's a lie. Literally everything in Creation, Malfeas, and the Underworld is more fun than that. Up to and...
Atropos nods, her face somber. "Apple's right. Rogash will probably try to expand his territory. We had to make a choice between letting him live and removing the Mistress of Tears' only obstacle to total control of Jarlshem. I think we made the right one, and Fate backs me up," she says...
Tala jumps from branch to branch in the trees overhead, the powerful legs of her true form lending themselves well to fast movement. When she first catches the figure's scent, her ears prick up, and Blight slithers into being in her hand with but a thought.