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The height of the Eldrid was suprising compare to his hover. She still stood close to his average floating distance. Metal feet off if the ground, making him suspect that she originally had a strength in intimidating her friends or foes. A grunt left him as he landed, arms crossed, clearly not pleased. "I wonder how you're not shot by now." He'd snort. @th0rned-arr0ws
Arrows Shot
“Sssoooo, Why are you named Thorn and not your original name? I’m just curious that’s all. No need to get offended or anything it’s just a question.” The hippy elf was always filled with hate and that one of the only things that they can relate to which is always a negative in a relationship. Mellka by all mean did not want to befriend her anyways.
“I know it hurts, I’m sorry.”
{ Not So Good ASKS } || ACCEPTING
Nearly untouchable with it’s healing powers, nearly. Miko often forgot to tend to it’s own wounds when the others needed it’s aid more. So when Thorn had pointed out the injury on the arm, the blade from a minion bot. Ah, that explains it.
“We’ll soothe our pain, if you would please aide us in removing this.” There was the faintest tone of pain from the mushrom.
@th0rned-arr0ws, mentally prepare yourself.
Scores of Varelsi surrounded the Aelfrin warrioress, many were taken down by her knocks of arrows as well as Blight magics; but so many more took the former’s place. It all seemed endless, more and more Skulks took up positions against her. Knocking back another arrow into a incoming foe, she is unable to see the Hunter that had flanked her, knocking over.
But then, a... godsend(?) had arrived to save her from such a fate. Boldur jumps into the outer fray of Varelsi, and begins to cleave through the creatures with his axe, making his way to his to his granddaughter. The dwarf, having no intention to argue with her just yet, scoops her over his shoulder. He makes a snarky remark, whilst slamming his axe down on the Hunter whom unknowingly to him, caused her to be in this position: “Bit off more than you could chew, eh little rose? Reminds me of myself, only a millennia ago!”
He punches through the horde, Thorn in tow. He normally never ran from enemies... but she was more important than any dead enemy. Boldur was more than willing to lose a little face against these monsters, for her sake.
"An Arrow. So if I'm ever by your side I can be of help."
give marquis things
❝Such a primitive defense mechanism, but I cannot expect more from a tree hugger. I shall keep this nearby, yes. Master Hoodini seems interested in it❞.
"A worthy flower of eternal life, will remind you of me in your darkest times. Keep it with you, and don't lose your hope, the war has just begun."
*tries to not think about eating it*
“I’ll… keep it close”.
*A worthy flower of eternal life has been added to Boldur’s inventory.*
❝ War makes monsters of us all. ❞
Galiea scoffed at the sentence, it was something she once believed herself. However, ever since joining the peacekeepers she had learnt differently. “A monster fights because it’s all it knows to do, we fight for a cause. To become a monster would be to loose hope.”
Disgusting!
@th0rned-arr0ws
“Why the hell do you smell like a piece of dung? Please for the love of my nose and the sake of the people around you, take a bath, and a real one. Not some quick shower that does nothing to the scent. I’ll even send a minion bot to make sure you don’t leave the water.” He sneered, gripping his nose with a disgusted look. “Yuck.”
