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07-24-2014, 02:00 PM
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His eyes gazed carefully over the fallen crystal on the ground and any other hazards that might prick him. Stepping cautiously he did not realize that they were nearing the garden. Shifting his gaze upwards he averted his steps and moved to the side in order to avoid a collision with a tree. Blightghast stops as the peach mare halts herself. 'Grab some licorice root if you need a boost after your long travel, Brisa'. His eyes wander over to Brisa who accepted and nosed around the mysterious pile of herbs and other such things. 'So, what do you think you'd be interested in, especially if you are thinking of joining us like Brisa says. I'm sure I can get you someone to talk to if you don't choose the healer path'. Blightghast pondered the thought for a moment and referred back to his original plan which was to just pass through. "Spector seems interesting" he replied. The creature on the long haired mare caught his interest as it chirped and made noises. He watched it curiously gazing away every once and awhile so it didn't seem like he was staring. Blightgast felt a little bad for not saying much through their trek and in all honestly he really didn't have much to say. He realized his quiet aura may be intimidating or questionable but his observant nature was far more powerful than the outgoing side of himself. tag; @[Brisa] @[Resplendence] words; 250 ooc; -- |
