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Kuroki

Hemlock
Sundowner

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (260)

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age
4 Years
gender
Male
gems
197
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
296
player
Ali

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Mammoth Hunter
11-01-2021, 01:19 PM


Things inevitably went from bad to worse. Luckily Kuroki managed to slip by unscathed, but the same really couldn't be said for the Shogun who was sliding down a slippery slope, fast. The usually calm and stoic man was now often seen muttering to himself, completely out of it like he was disconnected from Ashen as a whole. Here in physical presence but not quite in mind. For once Kuroki was wise enough to give him a wide berth, didn't want to run the risk of getting snapped at, or worse. Which Hattori seemed wholly capable of right now, which again really wasn't like him at all.

Roaming north towards the Grande, he was surprised to see Venom lingering by the riverside. Clearly lost in thought.

"Mum." He greeted as he came to sit next to her, brows uncharacteristically furrowed. He looked more like Hattori than he cared to acknowledge, least of all now when he was like this. Not right in the head. "It's all kinda fucked ain't it?"

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