08-09-2020, 11:19 AM
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Mud and soggy grass clung to him and got stuck in-between his paws as the swordbearer of the sect made his way to the territory of a group calling itself Tanglewood. Why anyone would choose to live in dreaded marshland was beyond him, but who was he to judge. He lived in a harsh rocky wasteland that offered hardly any food and water. Still, he preferred his home over this one, that was for sure.
He stopped when he caught scent of the border markers and stood there stiffly, waiting for someone to ask him for his name and business. The usual thing to ask, he had come to realize.
Mud and soggy grass clung to him and got stuck in-between his paws as the swordbearer of the sect made his way to the territory of a group calling itself Tanglewood. Why anyone would choose to live in dreaded marshland was beyond him, but who was he to judge. He lived in a harsh rocky wasteland that offered hardly any food and water. Still, he preferred his home over this one, that was for sure.
He stopped when he caught scent of the border markers and stood there stiffly, waiting for someone to ask him for his name and business. The usual thing to ask, he had come to realize.