Revenge of the Piss Man

Well Mojito hated that! He was on his way to the new Armada lands to speak with the warlord about Nao when he'd heard the sounds of commotion and the barking of those familiars. Curiosity was probably his worst flaw considering all he'd been through but damn if he didn't still fall for it. He'd found himself wandering towards the plateau, enjoying the nice chill of the unseasonal autumn even if it unnerved him somewhat but he'd made the decision to give the statue of the giant wolf a hard pass. That seemed like it was just asking for a repeat of the long night. Still, some part of him couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from the whole scene so he hung back for a bit, watching and trying to fight off the feeling that something didn't want him here.



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