12-16-2019, 01:23 AM
This would prove to be Abathur's first time doing border duty, by pure and immeasurable chance.
As it happened, he didn't really spend much time near any of the borders. They were far too far out of the way for him to go to regularly, and frankly why would he? He had zero obligation to go to anyplace on the edge of Tanglewood, since he wasn't a high position and definitely didn't know of any other reason to go there - he was sure not a lot of people wanted to join the swampy group, due to the whole swamp thing, and plus he didn't want to be the one to scare anyone away from joining the place; at least, those were the things he used as excuses - frankly he just couldn't be bothered to travel that far just to talk to people.
Apparently, though, he could be bothered to travel that far by a combination of curiosity (centered around alligators), determination (to find those gators), and a general lack of smell (with which to realize he was at the borders). By the time he had given up on his quest to find the deadly reptiles, he had realized how far he had traveled by the gentle ache of what little musculature he had inside of him. That, and the strange mammalian creature that was facing into the territory.
The spider would make his appearance by pushing through some underbrush, scrambling out quickly, and then stopping once he saw the boat - as in the bat-goat. There was no aquatic vessel here. He quickly stepped to stand beside his clanmate, Kaz, examining the not-a-ship with keen green eyes. "Greetings," the onyx arachnid grumbled, curiosity immediately making him forget any inclinations towards not freaking people out. Thank God Kaz was here, otherwise he'd probably scare the fantastical being off. What a beautiful looking creature this was, so oddly hybridized from a goat (or similar ungulate species) and a bay... he couldn't help but wonder how much was mutations and how much was just natural. Was he the product of some inhumane human experimentation? Radiation? The strange cross-breeding of an even-more-strangely genetically compatible pair of a goat and a bat? Magic or other supernatural effect? So many ideas! "Is subject... joining?" He asked, a slight hint of Hope in his voice, barely containing the veritable artillery of questions he wanted to unload upon the poor man.
As it happened, he didn't really spend much time near any of the borders. They were far too far out of the way for him to go to regularly, and frankly why would he? He had zero obligation to go to anyplace on the edge of Tanglewood, since he wasn't a high position and definitely didn't know of any other reason to go there - he was sure not a lot of people wanted to join the swampy group, due to the whole swamp thing, and plus he didn't want to be the one to scare anyone away from joining the place; at least, those were the things he used as excuses - frankly he just couldn't be bothered to travel that far just to talk to people.
Apparently, though, he could be bothered to travel that far by a combination of curiosity (centered around alligators), determination (to find those gators), and a general lack of smell (with which to realize he was at the borders). By the time he had given up on his quest to find the deadly reptiles, he had realized how far he had traveled by the gentle ache of what little musculature he had inside of him. That, and the strange mammalian creature that was facing into the territory.
The spider would make his appearance by pushing through some underbrush, scrambling out quickly, and then stopping once he saw the boat - as in the bat-goat. There was no aquatic vessel here. He quickly stepped to stand beside his clanmate, Kaz, examining the not-a-ship with keen green eyes. "Greetings," the onyx arachnid grumbled, curiosity immediately making him forget any inclinations towards not freaking people out. Thank God Kaz was here, otherwise he'd probably scare the fantastical being off. What a beautiful looking creature this was, so oddly hybridized from a goat (or similar ungulate species) and a bay... he couldn't help but wonder how much was mutations and how much was just natural. Was he the product of some inhumane human experimentation? Radiation? The strange cross-breeding of an even-more-strangely genetically compatible pair of a goat and a bat? Magic or other supernatural effect? So many ideas! "Is subject... joining?" He asked, a slight hint of Hope in his voice, barely containing the veritable artillery of questions he wanted to unload upon the poor man.
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