She's a dwelling place for demons DND

Trent · 05-05-2012, 02:41 PM

[html]

*joins in the late parade* Wink

· table by Alli!

Reykr. That gave Trent a name, at least, which was a comforting thought. It was as though he was no longer conversing with a total stranger, but with someone whose name he knew. Sure, in truth he was still very much a stranger, but Trent was great at fooling himself into feeling more comfortable around the stranger.

Trent was actually rather surprised that Reykr was trying to hunt something here, in this place of stones. He hadn't really thought there was anything good in there, anything edible. Trent didn't say so though, since he didn't want to look the fool. He just nodded when Reykr asked him to look for stuff. "Yeah, okay." Birds, and rats. Trent didn't really like rats, although he liked some of the bigger birds. He just had never been one for tiny things; he preferred larger catches. Lately though, he'd been living off of the tiny stuff only, since he definitely couldn't bring down larger prey by himself.

Thinking about larger meat, Trent wondered aloud, "Maybe we'll find a deer, or something." He wasn't sure if deer did come to this city, but if rats and birds did, then why not deer? Trent, who knew nothing about Reykr other than that he was here to hunt stuff and look for food, felt kind of awkward, having nothing more useful to say. He glanced around, but so far saw nothing edible. This place didn't look like the kind of place that, well, living food would hide out.

Login




Remember me Lost Password?