Steel sat on top of a frigid northern mountain in the Sieghart mountain range. He had been grilling a native animal of these low food lands. A white rabbit. He pondered. What was his purpose in life now? Was he still a hero? Even though he was helping forces that were not truly good. He probably was. But then why did he kill the miners? Were they evil? They probably were Steel thought to himself. Otherwise he wouldn’t have killed them. They probably did nefarious things. In any case Steel was sure that he was doing good. He removed the rabbit from the fire.
Before grilling it he had obviously skinned and butchered it. He had then shishkebabed it on a long pointy stick. Yes the good kind, not the kind of pointy stick that either breaks or burns off whilst grilling or otherwise. He let the rabbit shishkebab rest in the air for a bit as he waited for it to cool to a temperature where eating it would not burn the inside of his mouth. Slowly he ate the rabbit savoring the test of the grilled meat. Then he stood up, stomped out the fire with his sabatons and gathered the rest of his things. He walked up to the wyvern, gave it some loving pats and then slowly got onto it’s back. He would fly to Oak
Sieghart -> Oak [Flying,Travel]
Sat Sep 12, 2020 9:48 pm
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