ardent

Fish out of water...

catching fish!



Álarr

Avalon
Beta

Master Fighter (330)

Master Healer (246)

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age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
823
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
542
player
lunarcat7

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Promptober 2019
08-03-2019, 08:40 PM
I'll tough it out, I won't give in

Álarr pondered the best way to give directions. "Hmmm, let me think. Do you know where the Battlefield is? We're pretty much directly south of there. You just have to walk through this plateau filled with a bunch of metal stuff and then you're in Legion."

Álarr moved closer to the edge of the water as he caught sight of some horsetail. That would be another good herb to gather. He could use it to help close wounds. Carefully he edged his way near the horsetail then reached out with a paw to pull a few closer to him. He looked back to Sandor as the boy asked about his pack. "Oh, this? It was given to me by a little old medicine lady from the north. I'm not sure where she got it."