#terrifiedtaguel

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❅ my muse rescues yours

        Do be careful, next time. I may not always be around to rescue you. [The knight took on a chiding tone, sounding very much like a scolding mother. However, he was more concerned with catching his breath as the adrenaline wore off.]

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"Leaving so soon, Yarne? I thought we were friends and I see you trying to sneak out on me~? You're going to hurt my feelings!"

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In the Brush

"Get on your feet and finish it!" 

As if screaming would help. Geoffrey didn't waste time yelling back, too busy rolling through the mud to dodge the creature's talons. He couldn't go far, knocking against the base of a tree. Still, it was far enough to avoid getting skewered. The creature over extended itself, stumbling forward enough that Geoffrey had time to get vertical, arching his lance around to break it's spine. 

A moment more and Gunth put a blade through its head, an otherworldly hiss still emanating from this stilled form for a few seconds more. Gunth pulled her blade back, brow furrowed and gesturing around them.

"Pretty sure that was the last," Geoffrey huffed, planting the base of his lance in the ground to better support his weight. "Did you-."

Again with that screaming, "What's taking so long?!"

"Come look for yourself if you're so worried!" Geoffrey bellowed in return, his own voice ringing in his ear. 

Gunth had a brow up when he turned back, eyes flicking to the top of the hill briefly.

"I don't care," Geoffrey snapped, taking a sore step forward, "You know I hate his hollering. So do you." He didn't look back, knew that Gunth would have that impatient tilt to her chin, as if she thought Geoffrey mouthed off to the commander just for kicks. Whatever. "I'm going take a look around, make sure we got them all. Meet you back at camp."

-

Everything seemed quiet now, nothing like the strangeness of before. Never seen creatures like that, so decayed and humanlike.

Made him shiver again to think about it. It was good he hadn't taken Riverrun out. There was no steadier steed in the land, but there was just something otherworldly about how those creatures had moved and gurgled.

Gods, just thinking about it-. 

"Who's there?" Geoffrey snapped, thrusting his lance above a bush, every nerve alight as he waited for someone to pop up. Was probably Dener having a joke, but Geoffrey really wasn't in the mood.

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OMG OMG IF THEY HAD A KID MEME IF YARNE HAD BRED WITH MORGY WHEN HE WAS FEMALE GO -hyperventilates-

Name: Silke

Gender: Female

Class: Taguel

Personality: Outgoing

Skills inherited: Beastbane, Vengeance

Who they like better: Yarne

Who they take after more: Morgan (but closer to 'normal' Morgan's personality)

Personal headcanon: She was named by Yarne in keeping with the naming tradition of his family. Morgan supported this. Silke is very playful and her mischievous nature has nearly given Yarne a few panic attacks out of concern for her safety!

Appearance: Fur and hair are a deep maroon color, a mix of morgan's pink and yarne's brown. She tries to keep her hair short so it isn't easy to grab, although it winds around her in a fluffy mane.

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terrifiedtaguel

"W-wha...What the...? You, I, me?"

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"Spit it out!"

Send 'SPIT IT OUT!' and I'll randomly generate a number. Whatever number it is, my muse will blur it out to you! (#13)

"Are you the serial killer that’s been going around murdering all my friends?!"