Witch's Hut (Basilisk)
Seadragoness
11-15-2020, 10:50 PM
Whew, he was lucky others had made this track before him. Whoever had left the paint had been a quick thinker, and his actions had helped Basilisk however much later. Just when he was thinking he was scotch-free, his similarity painted companion stepping carefully at his side, he would find something in his way. He glanced at the frog-creature before him with its unnatural fangs. What this was, was a very strange night. Not one to push his luck and piss off unknown creatures in unknown places, he sighed. It turned out poor Asla wouldn’t be getting her helping of strange meat after all. Nor had he found any sapling wolf-eating trees to bring back to her. Woe was he. He opened the bag that was still strapped to his side, pulling the meat free, he tossed it to the creature. He eyed it as though he considered it capable of intelligence. After all, you never knew when other species were capable of chatting with you. “Does this grant us passage?” Feed Poor Mr(Miss?) Frog |
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