ardent

None of your Beeswax



Rain

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
740
size
Small
build
Light
posts
115
player
Church
11-29-2018, 08:57 PM


The small male and his golden companion walked together to the garden with their tools in hand. Rain had taken a page from his father’s book and carefully crafted a knife from a discarded rib, but he had no intention of using it as a weapon, not today at least. Rain followed the scent of honey while Faulr’s arms held several green branches as well as flint and a piece of metal the two had procured from the dungeons.

Rain had never heard of using smoke to invade beehives but Fauldr had been adamant that it would work. Rain had also never heard of raiding hives to get anything other than honey but apparently the combs themselves were what was truly useful, and the golden baboon had sworn that if he followed his instructions Malleus would be more than pleased with him. The night before he and the monkey had taught him to make what he called “wicks” out of cotton balls, and the process had been long and tiresome, but once again the monkey swore it would all be worth it in the end.

Rain was beginning to wonder if the monkey was somehow playing a trick on him and now intended to make a fool of him by sending him into a beehive. He considered pouncing on the ape now and breaking his neck but decided he would wait and see if at least his smoke trick worked. He had considered asking the children to join them in the hopes that they would learn something, but the fear that the whole endeavor might just be an elaborate prank had ultimately kept him from summoning them.


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