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Aresenn

The Syndicate
Emir

Master Fighter (250)

Master Intellectual (244)

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age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
1860
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
452
player
Indie

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Samhain 2022
03-14-2023, 08:35 PM
When he finally collected himself, he gathered the strip of hide and trailed behind Sephiran to the pile of teeth that he harvested earlier. However, he left the strip, and continued on to a nearby palm tree- clear intention present in his stride. Examining it a moment, he could see where in some of its crevices a faint shimmer- an indication of sap, which was exactly what they were going to need to hold the leather together as it dried. Aresenn leaned up against the trunk with both arms extended, and began to violently rake his claws against the bark in an attempt to expose the inner tree. When he began to feel his paws getting sticky, he stopped. Leaning in for a closer look, the beads of tree amber were already beginning to well. Satisfied with the result, Aresenn quickly glanced around, his gaze landing on a palm leaf that must have recently fallen as it was still green and flexible. Picking it up, he returned with it to the rubbing he had made, only to plaster it over the wound in an effort to collect as much of the adhesive as he could. The Praetor boy gently smeared the leaf against the tree until he felt he had enough of a collection for two collars. Once he was finished with his task he returned, setting the leaf aside to apply the teeth into his own band.

Once everything was situated, he ripped off a piece of the leaf and coated the inner flesh with it, making sure it was going to be tacky when the application was finished. When an adequate amount of the sap had been added, he gently folded the band in half- applying as much of his weight as he could muster to ensure the two sides boded. Once he felt that it was safe enough to let it dry, his attention shifted up to his associate. "There is going to be a yearling party at Obsidian Beach, open to guests. It sounds dumb, but there will be plenty of booze there. You could meet some of the other pirates as well." Aresenn mused aloud, not really caring if the other boy came or not. Though, he thought that Sephiran might like the free drinks at the very least.