Very, very, luckily, Fox arrives just after Talyson, and is thus spared whatever the fuck is happening to his fellow hunter. The rumour mill is a lucrative employer at times, though admittedly he hasn't heard of any sort of payment for this will-o-wisp problem. Nevertheless, Fox takes stock of his surroundings, collects up his net, and glances towards some tell-tale lights through the trees.
Figuring that this is as decent a place as any to start with, it's with a last, quick look around that the hunter stalks off into Ludo's Woods, hoping to catch a few of the mischievous glowing creatures. At least the place seems otherwise peaceful; if nothing else, it'll be good practice.
Figuring that this is as decent a place as any to start with, it's with a last, quick look around that the hunter stalks off into Ludo's Woods, hoping to catch a few of the mischievous glowing creatures. At least the place seems otherwise peaceful; if nothing else, it'll be good practice.
welcome to the desecration, baby
we built you up and we'll tear you right down
