Watus
First Post
Tur pauses, his eyes wide, staring at the ruined corpses littering the cavern. Given an enemy he can swing an axe at, Tur will behave as an heir of the dragonkin and be utterely with fear.
But this. The prospect of it touching him. Infecting him. Growing inside, turning him into itself....
His chest tightens. A bitter taste fills his mouth and the muscles in his leg begin to twitch. Are these the first signs of infection?
But this. The prospect of it touching him. Infecting him. Growing inside, turning him into itself....
His chest tightens. A bitter taste fills his mouth and the muscles in his leg begin to twitch. Are these the first signs of infection?