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Chimera



Valens

Loner

Intermediate Hunter (30)

Beginner Healer (0)

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
6
player
01-18-2024, 01:01 AM
The information he shared about the gladiator ring didn't seem to trigger any reaction from the larger male and instead of addressing that right away he instead answered his questions about where he was. That felt like a good sign and soon enough Chimera confirmed his suspicions, confirming that there was no fighting rings that he knew of and assuring him that he should be far enough away from his captors here. While he truly had no reason to believe this stranger or any proof to take his word as fact, he didn't sense that there was any lie in the man's voice or expression. If there was one thing he had gotten good at in his time as a slave it was reading others and judging what their intentions were and he didn't pick up on anything malicious from the brute even with this new information in front of him.

That allowed Valens to breath a slow sigh, the remaining tension in his shoulders slowly easing away. "Good... Good, I'm glad," he replied softly with a nod, glancing away to look outside past the rain. "Boreas and Auster..." he repeated after a moment, tasting the names of his potential new homes and feeling both excited and incredibly intimidated by the concept of having this wide open world in front of him. He had never had an opportunity to decide his own path or chose what he wanted to do and now that he had risked everything to get it he didn't know what to do with it.

He looked back to Chimera after a moment, considering his options. He could go wander back out into the wilds again once the rain passed. At the very least he felt like he should be able to feed himself and patch himself up if he had an injury, but beyond that he didn't really know how to protect himself–nor did he think he would be able to if he tried. Given that fact he felt like it was probably better if he found some sort of group to stay with for at least a little while, but who could he trust? "Do you happen to know of any groups or packs that might need a medic? Or maybe a hunter?" he questioned uncertainly. Chimera had been truthful with him thus far, hopefully he could point him in the right direction of somewhere he'd be safe for a time.

"Speech"





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