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The strong cowboy accents make the stallion cringe, and his ears pin to his skull. It seems they've got a bit of a disagreement about how to get the turkeys across an inconveniently placed stream, and the behemoth listens as the foxes bicker over what is the best course of action. Either they go across over the widest part, the thinnest part, or go around. Each has its risks, especially given their gaggling quarry. To Volterra, however, the answer is obvious. The ice looks treacherous, and he doubts it could hold under his colossal weight, let alone the combined weight of turkeys and other horses too. "Regardless of how thick the ice is, it's still ice. I can't see it holding out under the weight of hundreds of turkeys and a couple of horses. We should go around." It's akin to suicide to cross the ice. Volterra is not a coward, but he will not walk to his frosty death for the sake of an orb that he may not even win. He can swim when asked, but he does not fancy his chances in the sub-zero temperatures of the stream should the ice crack. Another stallion has also chosen to loop around - he's the one who smells like sugar who the Indomitable has met a few times at other such events. It appears he's not the only one with common sense, so with a mental summons to his dragons Volterra glances towards the rear of the flock, eager to begin with guiding them around the stream. He only hopes others will see sense as well, so they can get this over with and see who will be the lucky recipient of the orb. ______________ Volterra chooses LOOP. |
Seeking an upgrade to his existing magic:
[Magic: Earth x Fire | Can create and animate golems made of stone with fire inside them.]
Upgrade: Golems can breathe fire that causes minor burns, and when they crumble they release a small wave of fire.
refusal
[ you can't stray from what you are, you're the closest thing to hell i've seen so far ]
[ use of force/magic on him is permitted aside from death/maiming ]
