Moro (
biteoffherhead) wrote2014-02-11 07:19 pm
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[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.]

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Moro made no indication of whether or not she'd intended to seek out those she had not met yet, or if she had something to say to them. It leaves a very apprehensive feeling in his gut, but he'll set out anyway, carefully looking out for giant prints in the snow as he heads deeper into the forest.]
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He doesn't think he touched Moro during that fight, but part of that time is hazy at best. Nightmares that he can only somewhat put back together. He's thinking he won't actually have to respond and talk about that fight.
He shuts his book. Only someone has just gotten back from a kidnapping and as he closes his book suddenly the hiccup strike.]
Hiccup!
[And suddenly Vash is no longer sitting on his couch. Instead hovering just a bit above Moro. The screaming might give her enough time to move out of the way.]
AHHHHHHH!
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But he knows that he has to face Moro, and he has to face the truth. So he grabs his glider and sets off. He lands near the forest and then proceeds on foot, searching around for the wolf god.]
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...Ehh? Who is-a Moro?
[Investigating a little more, he eventually comes across Moro's large tracks. He gets down close to sniff at the large paw print.]
Mamma mia... These tracks are bigger than-a Vitaly's...
[Now he's getting a distinct feeling that staying in the forest is probably a bad idea...]
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But there was that part of him that did think about the curse that had affected him for the good part of a year, and that's why he travels east of the village on horseback, an elf owl fluttering ahead and leading the way.
He travels a few miles into the forest before he pauses in a clearing. Waiting.]
You wished to see those you touched, Moro.
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So here he is, at the edge of the forest, with his pack of dog summons sniffing at the ground as they try to pick up Moro's scent. ]
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There are zombies here then. They can't control them completely.