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biteoffherhead) wrote2014-02-11 07:19 pm
biteoffherhead) wrote2014-02-11 07:19 pm
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[Voice | Action]
[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.]
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.]
[Action]
You had asked for those you touched. So, I came.
[Still, coming out here was usually a pretty rough trek. For the couple days it took, Rudy might as well make the best of what time he has right now and not waste Moro's.]
There have been a couple things on my mind since we last spoke.