Bring 'Em Down

*Wyndelin* · 07-28-2020, 07:06 PM

The older woman introduced herself as Resin and she had a rather curious reason for hunting. She wanted the wings to create armor for her grandson. Wyndelin didn't know much about creating armor but that wasn't really a surprise as he'd never taken much of an interest in the warrior arts. He had been forced to go through some training as a boy, but he was swift to conclude that it just wasn't for him.

"That sounds like a good plan, count me in. I'll take cover so as not to spook them." He slipped away into the underbrush. His pelt was made for hunting. The deep earthen color blended in well amongst the earth and the trees. He shifted and got himself settled, legs coiled beneath him in anticipation.

"Talk"

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