Smartmouthed

Ah. He didn't want to be around when Wylan found out. Basilisk wasn't a fan of strong emotions, and emotions rolled off Wylan like waves. He followed Ollie through the space, and nodded his head. Seeing what Ollie was pointing out. “Crux was using this for a clinic, and I believe there are some tables made for this space in the storage room, too.” He explained. Ollie could use them, get new items, or modify them to his liking. It didn't bother Bas, so long as his healer had the space he needed to work.


“So, how did your talk with the healer go?” He asked casually, as if the answer didn't matter a great deal to the Warlord