08-31-2020, 02:21 PM
At the call that came from Vigenere, Nicabar pushed himself up and forward, meeting the older male near the statue. He knew that the Pitt could attack at any moment once more, thinking they were in a weaker state now, but he could hope that it wouldn't come to it. With Delilah dead it would be hard to practice fighting and tactics, considering if someone did get themselves hurt, they were all stuck running around trying to figure out what to do.
For now, Nicabar would keep his mouth shut. Vigenere knew what he was doing, he was the leader. Maybe they had enough members around that knew enough about herbs and healing in general to fix anything that could come their way. "speech"
For now, Nicabar would keep his mouth shut. Vigenere knew what he was doing, he was the leader. Maybe they had enough members around that knew enough about herbs and healing in general to fix anything that could come their way. "speech"
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