07-29-2018, 08:02 AM
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DOES THE BLANK STARE-
SCARE YOU MORE THAN THE FROWN?
[W]iskerDOES THE BLANK STARE-
SCARE YOU MORE THAN THE FROWN?
[div style="background-color:#BG COLOR;width:90%; overflow: stretch;text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt;color: #E0EEEE;text-transform:lowercase;"] Argus knew of another who did something akin to this. Gentle probeing of groups looking for information before carefully selecting a place to pledge their allegiance to. Except, that that person had already picked a home- and their intelligence gathering had been seen more as a threat than it ever should have been, if it was anyone other than argus to greet them at the border.
But as it stood, argus is inquisitive at nature, and while they picked their own clan to join rather impulsively, their wit was enough to compensate for the missing knowledge. Sending out spies to other groups with little fanfare to gather a little bit of information- enough to feel settled in picking the right clan and enough to keep tabs on any growing wars between the groups. If they had to they could always pose as a merchant to gather Intel. Trading some of their loot as well works wonders on easing someone else's tongue.
Argus was clever enough to tell when someone's prodding at information, and while there was some stuff they could tell there were other's that they were weary about saying. Either way- what is it to say that argus couldn't make them work for it? a smile played at their maw as they landed- large wings stretching to make a easy landfall before tucking back into a neutral stance. Dull red eyes watching the creature with keen eyes behind a uncaring facade.
"Hmm, while there is a bit to tell, it would be unwise to say anything to a stranger." Argus responded with a kind tone, beside their voice being on an octave akin to a growl. "Ya got a name, stranger?"
But as it stood, argus is inquisitive at nature, and while they picked their own clan to join rather impulsively, their wit was enough to compensate for the missing knowledge. Sending out spies to other groups with little fanfare to gather a little bit of information- enough to feel settled in picking the right clan and enough to keep tabs on any growing wars between the groups. If they had to they could always pose as a merchant to gather Intel. Trading some of their loot as well works wonders on easing someone else's tongue.
Argus was clever enough to tell when someone's prodding at information, and while there was some stuff they could tell there were other's that they were weary about saying. Either way- what is it to say that argus couldn't make them work for it? a smile played at their maw as they landed- large wings stretching to make a easy landfall before tucking back into a neutral stance. Dull red eyes watching the creature with keen eyes behind a uncaring facade.
"Hmm, while there is a bit to tell, it would be unwise to say anything to a stranger." Argus responded with a kind tone, beside their voice being on an octave akin to a growl. "Ya got a name, stranger?"