JustinCase
the magical equivalent to the number zero
Ursa calms down as the brigands flee, her heart warming as she sees the boy and his father are reunited.
Her weapon lowered, she takes a few breaths to avoid sounding agressive, then says softly, ”Let ‘em go. They’ve learned their lesson.”
She is not fully convinced of that last bit, but she was no orc. Ursa refuses to become a cruel murderer such as the wicked creatures that killed her family.
”My name is Ursa, of the Bear,” she introduces herself with a brisk nod.
Her weapon lowered, she takes a few breaths to avoid sounding agressive, then says softly, ”Let ‘em go. They’ve learned their lesson.”
She is not fully convinced of that last bit, but she was no orc. Ursa refuses to become a cruel murderer such as the wicked creatures that killed her family.
”My name is Ursa, of the Bear,” she introduces herself with a brisk nod.