Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
"So, what do we do now? Search for that monster? Or search for the little doll monster?" Umbril is still bloody even after careful application of bandages and some hasty stitching.
"I cannot live through one more of these. But it was hurt too, so maybe we're in the clearing of this forest, eh?"
Weird modification of the idiom, but he is after all some weird elf from some weird place.
"I cannot live through one more of these. But it was hurt too, so maybe we're in the clearing of this forest, eh?"
Weird modification of the idiom, but he is after all some weird elf from some weird place.