❝ 𝐇elp yourself . . .
𝒜nd that is correct. My master was a man who taught me many things about survival.
𝖮𝗇𝖾 subject included these tiny 𝒸reatures he’d have me catch, bring to him, and cook them for 𝓃utrients. ❞
【 𝐒he stares in his direction for a moment then looks down at the campfire.
𝐓here was indeed one more 𝑔olden 𝓈helled 𝒷ug roasting away from the little embers that 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗓𝖾𝖽 its tiny body . . . 】
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⠀ ⠀ He crouches across the fire from her, not quite hiding his grimace.
⠀ ⠀ “ Then I suppose I should ask whether there’s a second one. For science, obviously. Not because I’m hungry. ”
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【 𝒮he was resting by the water, readying herself for ℳeditation, but ended up 𝒢azing upon the 𝒮tars . . .
𝐍𝐎
. . . Not the ones 𝒾nlaid upon the 𝒻alse 𝒮ky, but true 𝒮tars way past the 𝒻irmament 】
@titanofknights 【 She orders another cup 】
- ❝ That’s similar to what the green bard said right before dragging me straight to the tavern to drink with him . . .
"It is an endless dream of destruction. There is no reward, no salvation. Birds shall sing about tomorrow until the furthest end is reached.
Please engrave this Lordless Camelot!"