That's Not A Log

*Skælingr* · 09-05-2020, 07:56 PM

Skælingr stared in shock as jaws closed just inches in front of his face. "Sweet spirits!" He called out as he scrambled back onto solid ground. He exhaled heavily, glad his wife had been looking out for him. He glanced to the side as a voice asked if they needed a hand. He saw a brightly colored man with saber fangs. "I think we should-" he yelped as the crocodile surged up onto the ground, wriggling toward him. Skælingr snarled and swatted at the crocodiles jaws. "Yes, I think we do. How the fuck do you fight this thing?" He leapt to the side as the crocodile twisted around to try and get him.

"Speech"

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