theclanlesswanderer
‘The figure calling out stood shrouded in a faded red cloak, clutching tight to a bag slung diagonally across them.’
I just really like cloaks I’m sorry and Kani is just so lovely. ;v; }}
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theclanlesswanderer
‘The figure calling out stood shrouded in a faded red cloak, clutching tight to a bag slung diagonally across them.’
I just really like cloaks I’m sorry and Kani is just so lovely. ;v; }}
for theclanlesswanderer: “Who’s there?”
Tsiha remained crouched behind the rocky outcropping in the wastes as the words hit their ears. Shit shit shit. The buzzard was without their crossbow, forgotten in a scramble to get to cover from an earlier scuffle, and now someone else was here. Waiting for a moment, remaining as still as they could and as quietly as possible before moving to peak around the stone’s edge at who had called out. with any luck hopefully they didn’t have a gun aimed at their head.