[Voice | Action]

[biteoffherhead]

[What a surprise - another very rare voice post from Moro! And like usual for her with the strange magical device, her message is short and sweet.]

I seek those who saw the battle against the rotting corpses. The place called "Vaskoth", where I died. More than mere survivors, I wish to seek those that I had touched.

Come to the forest. I shall be there.


[And there she always is. She was gone for a time, perhaps in the mountains or further towards the edge of the barrier, but her tracks around the village are fresh once more and the wild animals shriek her name in terror if they aren't gossiping madly about how little she's actually chased them lately.]

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[Action]

[biteoffherhead]

[Moro stops short of biting at him again, teeth bared and a deep, guttural growl rolling out of her chest. She withdraws, stepping back from him, bared fangs covered as Moro relaxed her face into a mere scowl.]

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[goldenglasses]

[Vash relaxes just slightly as the teeth are put away... for now. A nervous laugh bubbles up where the hiccups have momentarily at least been properly terrified away.]

S-sorry. I, uh, well... you see I've kinda been forcefully teleporting around because of the Malnosso. I can't seem to control it. I'm really very sorry for falling on you Ms. Moro, ma'am!