dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
Wessex is still unclear at what the plan is, with the singular nod from Noah drifting in uncertainty as he draws his bow. Is he aiming for the Ursur or the Giant? Was her offer to kill it through the eyes unclear? Was he going to try and do it himself?
It’s Noah’s quest. But her own first hand experience of Frost Giants leaves her doubtful.
The griffin flies up to the lip of the cave and settles herself in, nearly invisible, and Wessex shrugs to herself before shedding her dark cloak and tossing her bow and quiver over her shoulder. Guess they were gonna play it by ear then, and up top is safer than down below. Wessex teleports up to join the companion and crouches down, settling herself into the snow as close enough to the edge as she feels is safe. Bow and eyes and claws are at the ready.
It’s Noah’s quest. But her own first hand experience of Frost Giants leaves her doubtful.
The griffin flies up to the lip of the cave and settles herself in, nearly invisible, and Wessex shrugs to herself before shedding her dark cloak and tossing her bow and quiver over her shoulder. Guess they were gonna play it by ear then, and up top is safer than down below. Wessex teleports up to join the companion and crouches down, settling herself into the snow as close enough to the edge as she feels is safe. Bow and eyes and claws are at the ready.
