...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 ( Read more... )

[The communicator is turned on with a grunt from its owner, followed by a rather pained gasp. The elf sits up, his voice closer to the communicator as he speaks, all but gritting his teeth in pain.]

If someone could come into the forest and assist me...I would be most ...appreciative.

[Because he is loathe to say grateful. There's another hiss ( Read more... )

You know what?

[Slender fingers grip the communicator, the expression on the elf's face one of carefully-guarded anger, as well as no small amount of humiliation he's working to hide.]

I am getting rather tired of these daily trials we go through. I enjoyed my childhood well enough when I had it, and I have no desire to ever relive that part of ( Read more... )