Just as Deimos worked while he listened, Tal worked while he spoke. It made for a slow and halting rendition of a plan - or at least the bare bones of one - but there was something to be said for continued productivity on so large a task as rendering down an ursur. He wasn't sure if it was faint praise or something more neutral in the General's usual stoicism, but the courier chewed his lip thoughtfully, wondering what he'd missed in his machinations.
The question made him hesitate, brow furrowing before he gave a sharp nod. "Um. Yeah. At least, I did it once. Was scared desperate an' didn't know what else to do. It felt like some nice spirits showed up and helped out, though." Enough for the rest of the people in the room to get their murder on while he booked it for safety.
Tal slanted a cautious look at the man he looked up to, both literally and figuratively. "So, what was your plan for huntin' the lial?" Maybe he could take notes and shore up where his own was weak.
The question made him hesitate, brow furrowing before he gave a sharp nod. "Um. Yeah. At least, I did it once. Was scared desperate an' didn't know what else to do. It felt like some nice spirits showed up and helped out, though." Enough for the rest of the people in the room to get their murder on while he booked it for safety.
Tal slanted a cautious look at the man he looked up to, both literally and figuratively. "So, what was your plan for huntin' the lial?" Maybe he could take notes and shore up where his own was weak.
