how u do dat
Rain
07-15-2019, 07:18 PM
The scent that assailed him as he crossed the threshold would be best described as sour. It was a mix of foul odors that might have curled his nose hair had his years of wound tending not hardened him to such things. He noticed it but didn't shy away and his faint discomfort didn't show in his face. "Ah, Rain," he said warmly as the poisoner approached. "Likewise. I just wanted to see how Cannival was doing." This was false by omission. Yes, he was curious and he hoped the valuable big cat survived her illness, but he was more curious about the circumstances that led her to Risen. After a beat, he added, "And I was curious about how such a creature ended up here." The corners of his mouth lifted slyly as he ventured, "I seem to remember a conversation not that long ago about a dust that made animals susceptible to suggestion..." |