12-14-2020, 07:01 PM
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The vulpine's ears perked attentively at Flame's voice, halting in his preparations for his daily patrol. Swiftly, Gael trotted forward, inclining his head in acknowledgement of the feline's accomplishments. She seemed in bright spirits and good health, too.
"The blacksmiths; in the marketplace," he offered in direction. "You can give them your specifications, to turn the bones into armor pieces."
"You should see Aine too, when you are done. You don't look very injured, but there is no harm in making sure nothing minor becomes something infected."
♛ GAEL Ó BROIN
The blooding remained an intriguing ritual established by his most recent predecessors, but one the Ardent decided to remain supportive of. It demonstrated the skill and hardiness of the Pittians who succeeded.The vulpine's ears perked attentively at Flame's voice, halting in his preparations for his daily patrol. Swiftly, Gael trotted forward, inclining his head in acknowledgement of the feline's accomplishments. She seemed in bright spirits and good health, too.
"The blacksmiths; in the marketplace," he offered in direction. "You can give them your specifications, to turn the bones into armor pieces."
"You should see Aine too, when you are done. You don't look very injured, but there is no harm in making sure nothing minor becomes something infected."
"I AM A STONE" —-- gael ó broin / faerie / ardent / lamby