The honeyed voice slips in amongst the birdsong and buzz of insects that he almost misses it. Only almost though. His mind quickly replaying the intrusion and stiffening up his body in the realization that he was no longer alone in this forest. For how long had he been not? Was the voice simply waiting until he lingered too far from the safety of the outpost?
Lance frets in his ear, speaking low of doing multiple to track the source. The voice belonged to a large creature but neither can pin down yet as to where. Still the hunter refrains from pulling out his weapon despite the creeping chill of being hunted.
His curiosity gets the better of him. “Can’t help but take in the quiet and calm of this place,” he answers, “but I know where I need to be and how to get there. Apologies if I stepped somewhere I shouldn’t have.”
His cloak snags on a bush while he moves around to get a better look, “though I am no guardian of anyone’s save for the city as a whole. Who tries to claim me as theirs?”
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Date: 2019-07-20 09:35 am (UTC)From:Lance frets in his ear, speaking low of doing multiple to track the source. The voice belonged to a large creature but neither can pin down yet as to where. Still the hunter refrains from pulling out his weapon despite the creeping chill of being hunted.
His curiosity gets the better of him. “Can’t help but take in the quiet and calm of this place,” he answers, “but I know where I need to be and how to get there. Apologies if I stepped somewhere I shouldn’t have.”
His cloak snags on a bush while he moves around to get a better look, “though I am no guardian of anyone’s save for the city as a whole. Who tries to claim me as theirs?”