JustinCase
the magical equivalent to the number zero
Wrok the broodguard looks at the journal Myrral is reading, respecting the cat's time with the booklet but curious to see if he can see some of what's inside.
He looks at the other yuan-ti for a moment, wondering if they will step in and take back a potentially helpful resource. Working together is one thing, but allowing your temporary allies to learn about the common enemy before you is something he did not expect.
The sliver of doubt about his yuan-ti masters' competence is starting to grow in the broodguard's conscience.
Wrok, wrok, wrok, he repeats to himself, the word itself containing meaning which he just cannot get at. As if the secret is just on the other side of the door, scratching to escape but there is no handle or key hole...
He looks at the other yuan-ti for a moment, wondering if they will step in and take back a potentially helpful resource. Working together is one thing, but allowing your temporary allies to learn about the common enemy before you is something he did not expect.
The sliver of doubt about his yuan-ti masters' competence is starting to grow in the broodguard's conscience.
Wrok, wrok, wrok, he repeats to himself, the word itself containing meaning which he just cannot get at. As if the secret is just on the other side of the door, scratching to escape but there is no handle or key hole...
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