The Weavers (Crafter)

[PRIVATE] The Weavers (Crafter)

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Up For Adoption atk: 4.5 | def: 8 | dam: 5.5

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.2hh :: 5 (Orangemoon) HP: 60 | Buff: NOVICE

Adoptable

06-11-2014, 12:54 PM

I look between the two stallions. Both are rather quiet and somewhat awkward in their social interactions. I find it annoying, because it puts more pressure on me to uphold the 'conversation' that needs to take place. -Kick them in the balls, maybe that will motivate them.- She adds an evil cackle to complete the thought. I harumph, but maybe she has a point. The dark, grumpy one doesn't answer me - does he even realize I'm talking to him? Instead he faces away from me and constructs a tent out of midair. I stare in wonder. Is that the crafting magic they are gifted with in the Basin? I follow him inside. Farenjer remains quiet and passive in his interactions, so I focus my attention on the bronze-marked man. "What did you want to discuss?" Well! Let me tell you something.

"Well, what is your name? I know Farenjer's name but I think it would be very poor reporting to come back to the Earth God without all the crafters' names." She has started to insert herself in my speech, but I don't try to stop her. Maybe she will help me get things done here. I throw more questions his way. "Besides that, I want to know what materials you use? What sorts of things do you make?" Pretty simple questions really. -Of course they are, you just have to be more fucking assertive and demand some answers.- I nod to myself and look around at the large tent that I'm standing in.

"You used your crafting magic from a God to make this tent, yes?" It is nice, to have shelter from the wind and snow and frost. Though these stallions are a little odd, I can see how this magic could prove very useful.

@[Ulrik] @[Farenjer]

how I walk
"how I talk"
how I think
-how She talks to me-

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