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[broken-crcwn]

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He's gotten under the shattered Prince's skin and he can sense it. The smile remains, head canting upwards. 'Visiting the libraries, the Market, friends and kin... Lighting forges to rekindle old hobbies. Catching up on centuries of lost sleep. Productive things, really.'

'Can you say the same? Sulking in the forest and poking at trolls to get a reaction?'

“That’s easy for you to say, revenant,” he snarls. “You have access to those things. You have access to unlimited food and water that you don’t have to hunt for, providing you with ample free time, and you have the gall to poke at me for doing what I have to to survive?”

[breweress]

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‘A hello would suffice.’

“It would!” She agrees, and pokes him again. She then flies around to his opposite side and pokes him there, too.

[indomitable-stoneheart-archive]

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A claw to his side startles the bull troll and draws out a sharp grunt, Bular having caught Kanjigar on his blind side to prod. Turning on heel to fix gold and grey on the Skullcrusher’s son there is a slightly crooked frown that then dominates features, stumpy ears folding back.

‘Bular.’

Of course he went for the blind side, he’s not stupid. If he’s going to poke a former Trollhunter, he’s going to do it with a certain measure of caution. Especially this one. 

It wasn’t the armor or sword of Daylight that made Kanjigar so good. 

“Kanjigar,” comes the low, guttural reply. Bular is once more out of arm’s reach, having not stayed close enough for the reanimated troll to get a hand on him. “How is resurrected life treating you?”

Does he care? Of course not. Is he going to poke the bear anyway? Yes, he’s bored.

[breweress]

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The woods are lovely this time of year, and the nights cold enough to warrant a walk through the trees. Something in her misses snow and icy breezes, though she can’t remember how long it’s been since living across the pond. Still, Polly is here, happy as can be -- Until a twig snaps, and she whirls, eyes wide. “Hello? Is there someone else here?”

[changeling-mama]

The elder warrior spys Ruby, but the changeling has not spotted him yet. There's a subtle desire to see how she will respond to his unannounced appearance - so he will entertain the idea. Staying silent a ear flicks idly as he waits. [clockwork-courageous]

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Though she hears the troll approach, it’s later than she’d like to admit, and he’s already too close for comfort. However, the fact that she hasn’t been attacked yet gives Ruby the impression that she’s being watched rather than ambushed, and continues her work, sorting and working out archival organization records, before finally turning to seed him.

Her breath goes out in a rush, and it takes too long to collect her composure enough to put on a smile. “Well.” Her voice wavered, just barely, but it was more shaken than Ruby had been in a while. “Looks like someone has been dabbling in necrogeomancy again.”

A hundred denials and a hundred possibilities raced through her mind, trying to figure out when, to guess at how, and more importantly, to wonder what this would mean for the Order. Was he still a trollhunter? Was he -- was he even capable of speech anymore? She didn’t know the rules well enough, and she couldn’t stand not knowing something, least of all when it was standing right in front of her.

[thehopcful]

She couldn't give him the full story. How peculiar. Usually that meant there were details one would wish to omit to protect themselves. Stumpy ears quirking the warrior is silent for a second as he evaluates the red haired girl. 'I would like to hear it.' [clockwork-courageous]

While that was true in this situation, Hope also couldn't give him the full story because she wasn't there for the whole incident. There's a moment of hesitation before she seats herself on the grass. She hates that things are going this way.

"A while back Phlox was trapped in the Darklands," She begins, resting her head in her hands. "And Draal nearly got his arm taken off by the Decimaar Blade somehow. Razorback called me to help. Once we helped Draal the both of them asked me if I could try to rescue Phlox. I agreed, and I did get her out. That's uh...that's the short of it."

There are a lot of details missing, but it seems like the teen might be feeling a bit anxious.

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[thehopcful]

'With my son, his bonded, Phlox, and you.' He supplies per request, 'What happened?' [clockwork-courageous]

A few seconds tick by before the answer comes to mind, and a knot forms in the young mage's stomach. That incident. When Phlox had been trapped in the Darklands and she'd gone in to retrieve her at the request of Razorback and Deadly. Only...she hadn't gone into the Darklands in this form...

"Uh...if- if it's the incident that I'm thinking of, I can't give you the full story." She explains, rubbing at the back of her neck with one hand.

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[thehopcful]

'I've been told about an incident that involved you, my son, and a few others. Would you care to explain and tell me the full tale?' [clockwork-courageous]

When Kanjigar approaches the mage she doesn't notice him right away. Staring out over a small stream, her thoughts are elsewhere. The troll's voice startles Hope, and she nearly jumps. Turning head, her attention shifts up to him and she takes a moment to think. An incident? With Draal and some others? She cants head to one side, puzzled.

"Could you be more specific, mister Courageous?"

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