Pull at the Strings // bone arts and crafts

[VALE]

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graphic gore ★ genderfluid ★ skullfaced tiger

The greyscale tiger dumped three boxes of skeletons onto the Plaza’s stones. Under the pyramid’s long shadow, the sun-bleached bones did not glimmer or shine, though they sang a rattling lullaby. The largest rolled until they collided with [member=18214]AEGON[/member]’s paws.

The skeletons were all one of three species. Bovine: solid, long, with a terrifying skull until you notice the flat teeth. Vulture: the skull as creepy as the bones are lightweight. Rats: because it’s the little details that elevate a work of art.

Vale hummed to verself as ve pawed five into a pile for later (including quite a magnificent five-eyed vulture’s skull). This time also allowed interested Pittians in the Plaza to pad forward and begin investigating the specimens. Vale and Olalla’s vision for territory decorations would come to fruition much faster if Vale wasn’t the only one playing arts and crafts with carcasses.

“I’ve brought out these raw materials for two things.” Vale didn’t bother explaining where the skeletons came from; the gnaw marks were unmistakable. “First, we need bone chimes to place around the territory. Second, I recommend crafting bones into weapons or armor, if you want an edge on the battlefield.”

Vale held up a bovine rib bone. “Oh, and you find one of these lanky things? Toss it in a pile. I’ll use ‘em for a special project later.”

YOU NEVER TRUSTED ME ★
BUT I’M OVER IT NOW
[sub][W]isker[/sub]