MONTHLY MEETING [ MAY 2022 ]

[CORRUPTTIMELINES]

Yet another monthly meeting that resulted in Corrupttimelines needing to leave his home in this wretched body. What a pitiful dwarf. He had been stuck inside it for quite some time, doing much more menial tasks than the ordinary for himself. As a wyvern, he was towering in size compared to his current. If asked, he could’ve moved trees or carried multiple clanmates to safety. Now? Well, he was stuck in the form of an animal so small it was a wonder he did not get run over daily. So many creatures within this realm toppled over him, and they were less than polite about it. Rather than being at the top of the food chain as he was accustomed to, he was the bottom. Cory wanted to slash his way back up. He tread through the metaphorical murky waters of the land, beneath everyone just because he was smaller. He could crush them all.

Orange eyes peered with a curious look as he strode through the neutral grounds. Delicate steps lead him closer to the tree, but as he realized he was no leader, he made no move to engage it and signal the presence of the Tanglewood. After all, he was fairly certain they could smell the thick stench clinging to his pelt regardless.

His gaze shifted, finally landing upon the leader of the Typhoon. He could maul them where they stand. A soft smile fell upon his petite maw, and he maw his way closer. As ambassador, he needed to upkeep the relations. What could be a better opportunity?

“Greetings Morrison. It’s excellent to see you.”

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