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"Duvstrig."
It was early morning at Crobhear Keep and Gabriel Sionoma, the Keep's Warden, was still getting her name wrong. The man looked at the wolf who looked back at him, slowly pinning its ears.
"Noh, noh, that's not quite right yet is it... Duvstrike."
He thought he was being funny, or so the wolf believed, but this game had long since grown cold with rigor mortis if she had any opinion on the matter. The wolf had been a Yaegir for going on two years now, but she'd been a monster hunter her entire life.
"Darkstride," she corrected him, unamused.
"Oh I know that name," Sionoma furrowed his brow as he fiddled with his smoking pipe, "but it's not nearly as interesting as your real one."
The wolf snorted, made no remark to that, and shuffled her paws where she stood filling up the aisle between long tables of the mess hall, "What did you call me for."
"I need you to pup-sit."
"I'm already pup-sitting."
Sionoma made a sound of conflicted agreement, "Weeeyy--have another."
"I do not want another," said the wolf, her words enunciated clearly, "find someone else."
"But this one will be fun," Sionoma impressed, splaying his hands and wiggling his fingers.
The black wolf did not look impressed.
"It involves fae." The Warden waited a beat, noted the straightening of the wolf's posture, then cracked a grin, "you know our Alchemist, Moon, I'm sending him out to collect some rare ingredients from our spritely neighbors. Used to be Brier that went but eh..."
Brier the elf was dead.
"I figured your background with them might be useful... there you are Moon," Sionoma looked over to the entrance of the hall where Andel Moon had just arrived, "I've found you a chaperone."
It was early morning at Crobhear Keep and Gabriel Sionoma, the Keep's Warden, was still getting her name wrong. The man looked at the wolf who looked back at him, slowly pinning its ears.
"Noh, noh, that's not quite right yet is it... Duvstrike."
He thought he was being funny, or so the wolf believed, but this game had long since grown cold with rigor mortis if she had any opinion on the matter. The wolf had been a Yaegir for going on two years now, but she'd been a monster hunter her entire life.
"Darkstride," she corrected him, unamused.
"Oh I know that name," Sionoma furrowed his brow as he fiddled with his smoking pipe, "but it's not nearly as interesting as your real one."
The wolf snorted, made no remark to that, and shuffled her paws where she stood filling up the aisle between long tables of the mess hall, "What did you call me for."
"I need you to pup-sit."
"I'm already pup-sitting."
Sionoma made a sound of conflicted agreement, "Weeeyy--have another."
"I do not want another," said the wolf, her words enunciated clearly, "find someone else."
"But this one will be fun," Sionoma impressed, splaying his hands and wiggling his fingers.
The black wolf did not look impressed.
"It involves fae." The Warden waited a beat, noted the straightening of the wolf's posture, then cracked a grin, "you know our Alchemist, Moon, I'm sending him out to collect some rare ingredients from our spritely neighbors. Used to be Brier that went but eh..."
Brier the elf was dead.
"I figured your background with them might be useful... there you are Moon," Sionoma looked over to the entrance of the hall where Andel Moon had just arrived, "I've found you a chaperone."