MAD AS A HATTER // open, hunting

[adventure.]

DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

A soft barrel of laughter would leave the man, "It's good that you can fight, my type of prey, they always fight. I don't have a ... common diet, you could say. At least, it's not something everybody would have the stomach for.", he would explain without truly explaining the reasoning behind his words. "Poisonous fangs are unique, you can use them in all manners. Well, why don't we look for some prey that you can practice on?", he would suggest, looking down at him from where he stood. Bowing into a stretch with a groan, muscles rippling with a grunt as he straightened his posture, shaking himself out with a satisfied sigh.

#psychosocial.