Mammoth Mess [HUNT PREP FOR LONERS]

*Apollinaris* · 04-17-2021, 05:21 PM

Apollinaris Galanis
Molon Labe

His traveling partner was right behind him, and he flashed the woman a crooked grin. He would not admit he had nearly sped here to make sure he beat her to the gathering, but he was very pleased he had been the first. The motley crew got even.. motley-er as more and more joined the gathering. A welcome participant's voice, however, perked his ears, and he turned to see his mentor coming to join them. "Odyssia," he murmured in greeting, offering a nod at her request. They did indeed have a lot to talk about, hopefully lounging about with full bellies. Pale eyes returned to the group as the chatter started to turn toward how to hunt one of those beasts, and Apollinaris' expression fell flat when it became obvious no one here even knew what they were, let alone how to hunt one properly. His jaw nearly fell open as he glanced between the two that offered plans, absolutely not understanding why no one knew how to hunt these. Were these magically new creatures? Was everyone here as new as the Spartans? He glanced at his comrades before clearing his throat to speak up.

"Judging by how the beasts move and react to our presence - and call for their demise - I doubt they are smart enough to think ahead far. I'm sure fire would have a great effect on them." He glanced between the two that had spoken, then again at the gathering. "Wherever we decide to run them off into... we better be sure we can retrieve the carcass. No deep waters - sharp rocks preferred. And having our own poking sticks wouldn't be a mad idea either." Being so new to the lands, he would let these natives decide the best spot. Eyes then returned to the one that mentioned fire, the corners of his maw turning up in a grin. "Sticks and pitch? I like it."

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