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Of course, they had every reason to be cautious of Toulouse and any other nameless creatures who slunk into their party, for now they had crossed the border. Their gods were behind them - only Kaos lay in wait here. In the Spectral Marshes they stood, a place of coutless crimes and abominations; It was here he saw the innocent crumble and his leaders crack. Never had he tread among trees so haunted.
The gelding was almost afraid to look down into the muddied, soiled water, fearful of seeing something he would wish to forget but never would. A dark magic thickened the air, perhaps ruining anything that was to touch it - it caused him to wonder if anything could survive in such a fearsome place.
When addressed by the General, Toulouse peeled his gaze away from a stare he had become trapped in, glazed eyes affixed on a rotting fly stuck within a huge spider's web. When his nose turned upon the warrior, a greyish man with a lengthy chin and hard eyes, Toulouse cleared his throat and spoke.
"I am Toulouse, a friend of the Lady Tiamat." He began, eyes switching to the gargoyle mare as she joined the pack. She would vouch for him would she not? Though if she did it would be quite warped, he presumed.
"It's nice to see you again so soon Oizys" He spoke to the young woman, taking his place at her side. Perhaps she would allow him to accompany her? She was, after all, the only one he actually knew on this trip.
With the order to destroy bones, Toulouse could only agree with a great stomp of his hoof and a nod; heartily and true. Still he believed that destroying the altar was the key; destroying the bones was perhaps the key to destroying the altar, however.
He wandered off from the group, chosing to work without the company of those who may not even want him there. PErhaps he was so used to working around the folk of the Edge, folk who despised him, that he knew not what it was like to work as a team any more.
Perhaps Oizys would follow his lead... in fact, he hoped she would. He very much wanted to get to know her.
@Oizys for mentions!
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I AM THE KEY TO THE LOCK IN YOUR HOUSE—
DO NOT CRY OUT OR HIT THE ALARM
YOU KNOW WE'RE FRIEND TIL WE DIE—
EITHER WAY YOU TURN, I'LL BE THERE
OPEN UP YOUR SKULL, I'LL BE THERE
CLIMBING UP THE WALLS
SO LOCK THE KIDS UP SAFE TONIGHT
CLOSE THE EYES IN THE CUPBOARD
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