#sheogorath 01

[warihumquwitik-blog]

@princeofthemadhouse

This was a predicament she was in.

Kidnapped to a random place for some sort of experiment---should she believe what they were telling her at the least. One should always take the words of those they were taken by with a grain of salt. Either way, she was without any of her gear, only given a toy as a replacement. They were courteous enough to give her a place to stay, though.

Not that she knew where that was.

Figuring her best shot was to ask one of the locals, she looked around, eye locking in on a man that looked a smidge trustworthy. It was worth a shot.

“Hello there,” she called, waving a hand to the man.

“Do have a minute to help an old soul out?”

[hige23-blog]

@princeofthemadhouse liked for a starter!

“Man, you look even colder than I am.” The guy seriously resembled a Noble, and in any other circumstance Hige would’ve avoided him... But from what he’d gathered, Nobles didn’t actually have any kind of status in this City. Strange, buuuut he could get used to not having to worry about rich assholes deciding they wanted to level out a city block on a whim. Or murder him. Y’know, normal stuff.

Anyway, despite the guy’s fancy clothing, Hige still had an overwhelming advantage in this weather -- he did have a thick fur coat, after all, even if it was invisible to the man. Shrugging off his hoodie, the tall boy holds it out to the prince with a shrug.

“You seem to need it more than I do. You should probably try an’ get inside or somethin’, y’know? I heard it’s gonna be cold like this for a while, still.”