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Baited Breath



Ashmedai

Somnium

Master Fighter (240)

Intermediate Intellectual (35)

An icon representing the specialty Weaponsmaster Weaponsmaster

age
Ghost
gender
Male
gems
170
size
Extra large
build
Heavy
posts
498
player
Iko

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Trick 2019
01-02-2016, 03:33 AM (This post was last modified: 01-02-2016, 03:38 AM by Ashmedai.)
OOC: I really gotta finish this one up lol.

The girl rushed him and Ashmedai tensed. Oh. She wasn't attacking? He looked at her quizzically for a moment. She thanked him, then paused. Quickly she pulled back and changed the subject back to herbs. Ash nodded slowly and then sat to watch her do her thing... whatever it was.

She busied about, her tail swaying to and fro. She was thick looking, but not fat looking really. Did she really have that much fur? With her every step, her fur bounced. She apparently found the herb because she announced it and started picking it. It looked like another plant. How could she even tell which was which? Healers were weird...

Eventually she stopped, beaming at him. Why was she so happy? She asked him to help with a little waggle of her tail and a smile. Ashmedai couldn't help but smile slightly at her. She was kind of cute, he guessed, and he would have never guessed that she was older than him.

Before grabbing the herbs, Ashmedai stopped, "I'm uh- Ashmedai, by the way..." He figured it was worth mentioning. Together they gathered all the herbs and this Sparrow walked- no, pranced- back towards the way she had come. The land was familiar to Ashmedai and he figured she was heading back to the dens. As he drew closer, he recognized Rhythm's den. He stopped. No way. Nope. He had to find and excuse to get out of here.
Ash wears a tourist shirt and a spiked leather harness from time to time. Sometimes together, sometimes not. Just so you know what you're getting yourself into.