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[biteoffherhead]

[As is her usual routine, Moro is roaming through the village. The strange part, however, is that it's the middle of the day at the moment, and those wolf tracks you might see every morning appear at night.

She's showing no sign of aggression, simply roaming about... but that can't be right. Feel free to approach her and interrogate a reason for stalking the villagers out of her. Just mind her temper.]

Comments

[biteoffherhead]

They don't believe it possible.

They believe that they will gain immortality by cutting his head. My only regret is that I did not kill them all beforehand.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

Regret? Should I take it that they managed to succeed?

[oh this is intriguing, what does happen to a world that is truly dead?]

[biteoffherhead]

No. The bullet resting in the bottom of my rib cage stole my strength until the Forest Spirit rewarded my loyalty with the reprieve of death.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

[not quite what he'd asked, but all knowledge is worth having]

And now that you're here, is it also still within you?

[biteoffherhead]

Mmm. And you would think the Malnosso would be so kind as to remove it when they had me cut open to explore after capturing me.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

Mmm... somehow that would seem too positively nice of them. I wouldn't hold my breath waiting for their... help.

[Still. Bullets are not meant to stay in a body.]

I understand there's a clinic in the town. I don't suppose they've offered their assistance.

[biteoffherhead]

And let another human open me up?

Nonsense. I'd rather eat them.

[silvergeneral.livejournal.com]

Touché.

But what happens now if you let it lie?

[biteoffherhead]

It is painful, but I will not die from it.