07-07-2021, 11:06 AM
[glow=blue,1,400]YES, SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE, LIKE THE FEEL OF YOUR HAND IN MINE — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Had Brymstone only been in charge for a couple of weeks? Sure. Was Firefly usually bright and bubbly and welcoming, no matter the person, just like her parents taught her? Definitely. However, Brymstone had killed her Luminary, her friend. He was no Tangler. And though Elsweyr had left no clear delineation as to who would take over in her absence, Firefly had to do something.
With her mind made up and her mask upon her face, Firefly had made her way to the cemetery, back to Elsweyr's grave. She had brought a small collection of NPCs with her, who now sat around her in a protective ring. They knew of her plan. She hoped the rest of her fellow Tanglers would agree with what she was doing.
"Brymstone." Her challenge was a roar. "Although the residents of Tanglewood are so glad you dropped by for a visit, you murdered our previous Luminary. Your services are not needed and it would do you well to step off. I'll be taking it from here."
With her mind made up and her mask upon her face, Firefly had made her way to the cemetery, back to Elsweyr's grave. She had brought a small collection of NPCs with her, who now sat around her in a protective ring. They knew of her plan. She hoped the rest of her fellow Tanglers would agree with what she was doing.
"Brymstone." Her challenge was a roar. "Although the residents of Tanglewood are so glad you dropped by for a visit, you murdered our previous Luminary. Your services are not needed and it would do you well to step off. I'll be taking it from here."
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