InVinoVeritas
Adventurer
"I'm glad you like it. Here, this wound looks a little loose."
Kanli reaches to Mortar's wound, and seems to tear a strip from it, as if a strip can be torn from a wound, leaving whole flesh behind. He regards the strip of a hole in his hand, before remembering that there can not be a nothing for the second time that day.
He then turns his attention to the altar. "Yes, interesting, is it not? A stone slab by Cotown. This must be Morgana's altar. See? Look at these figures at the side," he surmises. "Morgana's kinda hot."
Kanli looks up, surreptitiously peering around, before slamming his hand down on the top of the altar, leaving a magical red handprint behind. "It's mine, now."
He jumps onto the stone slab and bellows, "Pay homage to me, little forest creatures! I demand sacrifice!" He stops a moment, as if listening to something, and finishes, "What? Oh, yes, fine. And pay homage to Her Sanguine Majesty, the Goddess of Blood!"
Kanli reaches to Mortar's wound, and seems to tear a strip from it, as if a strip can be torn from a wound, leaving whole flesh behind. He regards the strip of a hole in his hand, before remembering that there can not be a nothing for the second time that day.
He then turns his attention to the altar. "Yes, interesting, is it not? A stone slab by Cotown. This must be Morgana's altar. See? Look at these figures at the side," he surmises. "Morgana's kinda hot."
Kanli looks up, surreptitiously peering around, before slamming his hand down on the top of the altar, leaving a magical red handprint behind. "It's mine, now."
He jumps onto the stone slab and bellows, "Pay homage to me, little forest creatures! I demand sacrifice!" He stops a moment, as if listening to something, and finishes, "What? Oh, yes, fine. And pay homage to Her Sanguine Majesty, the Goddess of Blood!"