Fermented Fruit

*Tsarvix* · 08-01-2019, 01:46 PM

Tsarvix

Tsarvix coughed quietly as the rancid fruit slid down his throat, opening and shutting his maw as if it might relieve his tongue from the lingering taste. He didn't have long to think on it however, as the strange woman was speaking again. A few minutes? Well, alright. Tsarvix didn't have anywhere else to go for the moment.

He sat upon the ground, tail curling to wrap around his leg gently. "I'm from The Risen Empire." The male said proudly, head lifting ever so slightly as he spoke. He eyed her with caution. "And you?" He didn't think he could smell a pack on her at all, but it could have simply been the overwhelming scents of the orchard that blocked the smell. The slightest amount of fog began to seep into his head, and he shook his body out roughly to regain his clarity.

"Speech."
"You"
"Think"

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Fermented Fruit

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