That ain't dancing, Sally
12-26-2017, 09:07 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-05-2018, 06:58 PM by Malleus.)
With great care Malleus picked his way across the field. Every which way he looked there were plants of value just waiting to be crushed underfoot. So plentiful were they that he couldn't walk in a straight line. The titan took two steps forward, one to the left, another forward and then two to the right. His efforts brought him maybe a yard closer to his goal. He would be getting nowhere quickly, it seemed. That was alright. He had all the time in the world. Up ahead, the very thing he wanted, waved gently in the breeze as if inviting him closer. Boneset. Good for colds, aches and pains and a plethora of other things. It would be a good thing to have on hand. Now was the perfect time of year to collect it too. Yes, yes, yes. One of the almighty conquerors was dancing (more or less) through a field looking to pick flowers. But hey, if you lived with a band of marauding ruffians you needed to learn a thing or two about tending wounds. Since the release of Lydia, the Empire was in need of more capable healers. Unless he managed to find and capture one, him and a handful of other semi knowledgeable healer types would have to serve the pack, hence his current tiptoe through the tulips. |