Fermented Fruit

*Tsarvix* · 08-14-2019, 01:57 PM

Tsarvix

Tsarvix did his best to listen to Asvor's words with polite interest, though he found it difficult to commit his attention to it through the growing haze of his mind. He shook out his coat once more, frustrated by the way it was taking hold of his head and limbs. If he stood very, very still he could feel an almost buzzing in the back of his head. He realized she'd asked him a question, and blinked back the warm fog.

"I don't." He responded first, before realizing that his answer was not as clear as he'd like it to be. "By that I mean, I live much further south. I don't come to Boreas often unless my God directs me here." Tsarvix hadn't meant to mention his faith, but it had stumbled out his mouth before he could think to use alternate words. His brow furrowed. What was going on with his mind? "Where does Legion live?"

"Speech."
"You"
"Think"

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