.024 [[ Voice ]]
...It's better that they returned back home. With winter coming, Lazzulah's raptors would be hard-pressed to endure the cold easily. It would be akin to them trying to survive in the Storm Peaks, and that's just cruel. And Garnath...
[Duib's voice is solemn, and he is quiet for several moments before sighing. Even the consideration of animals suffering upsets him, and the silence that spans after his words is an awkward one that he breaks only reluctantly.]
It is for the better. I would rather they not suffer here. Not with the games this wretched place plays.
[True, Lazzulah and Duib were never best friends, but she was familiar, and it eased his mind a little to have someone else from home so close at hand. Added with Garnath disappearing, Fang and Grunty at his heels...they were fading, one by one, and it frightened him, more than he would admit. Abruptly, the voice lost it's wistful tones, shutting down into something icy.]
It is better this way. Al diel shala.
[And he swats the communicator away, turning it on briefly - allowing one to see him stalking out of his hut and into the night.]
[Duib's voice is solemn, and he is quiet for several moments before sighing. Even the consideration of animals suffering upsets him, and the silence that spans after his words is an awkward one that he breaks only reluctantly.]
It is for the better. I would rather they not suffer here. Not with the games this wretched place plays.
[True, Lazzulah and Duib were never best friends, but she was familiar, and it eased his mind a little to have someone else from home so close at hand. Added with Garnath disappearing, Fang and Grunty at his heels...they were fading, one by one, and it frightened him, more than he would admit. Abruptly, the voice lost it's wistful tones, shutting down into something icy.]
It is better this way. Al diel shala.
[And he swats the communicator away, turning it on briefly - allowing one to see him stalking out of his hut and into the night.]