ardent

Fermented Fruit

Asvor



Tsarvix

Loner

age
2 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Medium
posts
54
player

Treat 2019
07-17-2019, 03:20 PM

Tsarvix


Tsarvix watched carefully as the woman examined the fruit at his feet. She proclaimed it inedible as he thought, but then moved to another one off the tree and pointed towards it. His brows furrowed as he looked upon it, glancing back to her with a distrustful look. Was she trying to poison him or something?

His suspicion was dismissed when the woman leaned down herself to munch upon a different discarded fruit, and Tsarvix was left wondering only about her words. After effects? Like, sickness? The idea wasn't exactly enjoyable, but the stranger had no hesitance as she bit into the mushy fruit.

He leaned down himself, with one last look towards the strange woman he'd open his mouth to gingerly bite down on the fruit she'd rolled towards him. It tasted awful, the worst thing he'd ever eaten by far and he wanted to spit it out as soon as it touched his tongue. She took it well though, and Tsarvix was not the type to be shown up by a woman. So he swallowed, and grimaced. "So, these after effects. What happens? I throw up in a few days?" He tried to keep the sarcasm out of his voice, but so far he was unimpressed with this past-time.

"Speech."
"You"
"Think"



PYRRHIC is allowed to crash any of TSARVIX's threads, as in his eyes he is his God.