11-01-2021, 02:06 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-05-2021, 03:45 PM by Khadne. Edited 5 times in total.)
[sfont=PT Serif]She'd be lying if she said she didn't relish the change in scenery. Out of the forest that she had woken up in to a glade straddling the edge of cold stretch of land that the frozen copse inhabited. It was cushy, rich, lush, and true to its name, gold.
Absolutely disgusting. She made her disdain known by musking up the place, bringing the stench of the north to taint this paradise. She complained to @Rannoch and his companions any chance she got.
Her bravado aside, she was an old woman who had no desire to combat a tiger for meals up until her dying day (which would possibly end quicker than she'd like). This was a good place to be for her. Close enough to the lands much like her home, but gentle enough on her that she didn't feel an ache in her body every waking moment.
The crone pawed at the ground, marveling at its ready give. “Слабая, глупая земля. Ломается как ничего...”[/sfont]
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Absolutely disgusting. She made her disdain known by musking up the place, bringing the stench of the north to taint this paradise. She complained to @Rannoch and his companions any chance she got.
Her bravado aside, she was an old woman who had no desire to combat a tiger for meals up until her dying day (which would possibly end quicker than she'd like). This was a good place to be for her. Close enough to the lands much like her home, but gentle enough on her that she didn't feel an ache in her body every waking moment.
The crone pawed at the ground, marveling at its ready give. “Слабая, глупая земля. Ломается как ничего...”[/sfont]
the staff team luvs u