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'Why do!? Why here go!?'
The trembling voice passed through his mind from the ghostly shadow in the sky above, his chiroptera companion refusing to fly lower than a very specific altitude for fear of bone monsters or antichrists snatching him from the clouds. 'Edge nicer. No monster at world's edge' 'What about Mauja?' 'Besides Spot, no monster ones at home' 'his name is Mauja, Pea' A heaving sigh escaped the greyed lips of the doctor. Arguing with Peatree was useless, but perhaps this mission he had allowed himself on would be just as fruitless. To the marshes he had journeyed in search of new plants or herbs, be it for medicine or poisons, that one might discover in the newly uncovered land. The doctor also intended to carry out a patrol of sorts though, in truth, he really was not well equipped for such a thing. Should they meet with any kind of monster, the kind Peatree was imagining, they surely would both be cold and dead as a nail by the end of the day (as Tilney's fighting skills were far lower than average, despite his late-night, i-hope-no-one's-watching type martial arts dabble here and there). To add to the pressure of the entire expedition, Tilney was under the guise that there was a fourth and final stone to find in order to complete the temple. He would certainly keep an eye out for it, whatever it was, though truthfully he had no real clue what it was he was looking for. 'how are Tilney a doctor? So unsmart!' The tirade continued from the sky as the stag made his way over mud and puddles into the marshes, a lump in his throat and radiant eyes affixed on the nothingness of his surroundings.
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