PLAYING DRUMS WITH A BLEACHED BONE
07-08-2013, 01:08 PM
The new leader of this mis-matched band of wolves posed an interesting question. What did they do? What were they good at. Tallis considered his own abilities for a moment. All he's ever done is explore and learn the land. Well, and chase after feas, but what brute didn't do that? He wasn't sure if knowing how to get from point A to point B was really a talent, but he figured it had to be better than nothing. He waited and listened to one of the white fea's answers, blinking a couple of times at hearing that she was an assassin. His skill set didn't seem near as interesting after hearing that. He looked around at the other wolves here and wondered if they too had the fighting skills that he lacked. Tallis cleared his throat and said, "I am a navigator of sorts. I can tell you the fastest way to get anywhere in Alacritis. I guess I'm a fairly good hunter as well." That was all he really knew how to do so he shut up and waited to see what the others could do. "Speech." |