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Marchosias bobs their head as Murk bows, watching the man's pale shadow. The creature had found the little friends responded favourably to mimicry of their own actions. In some cases it seemed to command respect, in others, caused amused delight. Both were equal in measure of importance to...

Dilly dilly. Dilly dilly. Syrs and Squires, my little friends. Dilly dilly, dilly dilly, to save my life and make amends. Marchosias curls their way through the little cropping of forest like a panther lazily scentmarking the rocks of it's territory, leaving brushes of those last stray sheds...

Marchosias takes a seat at the table and patiently awaits the first beverage; A lager, a warm golden with froth on top, giving off the sickly sweet odor of fermented grain. The scent fills the creature's nose and sends a wave of disagreement through their stomach. Why would you do this to hops...

Oh look at them all, so pretty! Marchosias lightly paces upon the domed roof of a small round grainary, necklace tinkling like chimes in the cool breeze and preserved leaf garlands streaming from their horns, as they look down upon the crowd with glee. Such celebrations always sent the...

So many new ones see me. Feel their eyes upon me. Do they feel unease with me? Marchosias walks along the little road next to the squire carefully, wings folded neatly and tail curled up close, as they together search for a gathering location called the Rusty Flagon. Marchosias looks for the...