a harpsichord for you | typhooner

I NEED TO PURGE MY URGES!

For a moment they saw resentment in the water creature's eyes, and Scyllios fought to keep their legs where they were, to not back up out of shock. While a wave of pity washed over the Maned Wolf, what he said next made them tense. Their eyes narrowed as he mentioned the Typhoon. Scyllios' squid-like tail swayed, remembering the bloodshed, the chaos, that came from the Typhoon after, understandably, The Coalition kidnapped some of their people. But the bloodshed and slaughter would forever be in their memory.

Trying to reach into his head again, albeit more tentatively, they tried to speak again. "I am Scyllios. Afraid I do not know what has happened..... in duobus annis*. Have been absent. But things are okay right now." Their eyes softened, for they could not blame someone who may not have known of the terror both groups endured in that long ago fight.

/// * Translation - in two years ///

SHAME, SHAME, SHAME!