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Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
08-11-2021, 03:22 PM
Absinthe assured them he had just the wolf in mind, taking them into the cave system. As they neared the entrance, he turned to his bear companion. "Wait here, Bast, stay with her." He ordered two of his companions. Leaving the bear and cat to guard their wares. He knew they wouldn't let the goods out of their sight. Turning back, he followed their guide past the guides and into the dimmer world beyond. Absinthe had paused, waiting for the Warlord to enter with them.

Here, he was apparently to leave them. The Warlord raised a brow at his wording. Did their slaves get a choice in their owners? "Of course." He agreed politely, letting the smaller wolf go on ahead. Thus far, he had found their guide to be agreeable and accommodating.

At the boys word, he leaned lightly against him, bumping his shoulder in a silent gesture of support. "Your doing grand. Let's see what things are being haggle for here to get the gist of what they find to be valuable" he suggested.