We Are Stained with the Blood of Stars
Deity and Dutch
06-30-2019, 04:23 PM
collecting the rock with a hum, she wondered how to even explain the fact she lived underground. settling on what she had told the other woman, she'd elaborate. "vikings are tall, fair haired folk that often conquer and raid" it seemed that Dei-Dei didn't really understand the concept of one "I guess people call them Norsemen over vikings but whatever. they live in the northern, unbearable habitats and make a home outta 'em. my people, well, we're called dwarves. we're wolves, ja, but also sorta like a sub-species. we're all short, fluffy and good with our paws." she'd chuckle. "nah, I'm no captive. I'm just a foreign crafter tryin' to learn more beyond what I knew" Dutch knew she'd make any wolf wish they didn't capture her. she was loud, often drunken and intimately needy. a real gem. just like the rest of her unbearable people. turning the stone over, she'd whistle quietly. the stone itself had a small jewel in it that she could extract easily. but it was tiny so she'd have to watch how. "but yeah. I'm just here for the ride if that makes sense. good food. strange lands. new folks. plenty of shit to get into." she'd give a playful wink. bending over, she'd pick up a random stone and begin tapping against the blackened parts of the received stone. a few chips gave easily against her force, causing her to believe the mineral was weakened by the sulfur in this area. |
dutch speaks with a thick scandinavian accent.