The continued adventures of not Vikings
03-27-2018, 11:51 AM
Thistle blinks and sees double for a few seconds, one set of eyes still with Gwain and Vengeance and the other with the cat waiting patiently at the end of the hallway. She shakes her head and comes back to the others, and finds Gwain and Vengeance staring at her. Thistle takes a deep breath.
"The hallway up ahead is safe, but there's a door and I'm not sure what's behind it." She pauses, and decides to just cut to the chase.
"I realize that I really should have explained this before," Thistle starts. "But, as a fellow Themis worshiper, hear me out for a second."
"So, long story short, sometimes in the Blasted Lands people are born with the ability to, uh, "go into" animals and see through their eyes." She jabs a finger in the dark in the general direction of Nibbs. "I'm one of those people and I can take over Nibbs sometimes or use her for tracking. Like just now."
The hallway under the walls is quiet, with just the dull roar of the fight up top echoing down and general dungeony dripping noises. Thistle can't hear any sounds of anyone approaching from either the door or from up top, so she continues.
"I think you would call yourself the most level headed of your brothers. I can help us get through the underbelly of this fort, but I need you to talk to the rest of your family when this is finished and put in a good word for me. Or, I don't know, just be smart about this."
"The hallway up ahead is safe, but there's a door and I'm not sure what's behind it." She pauses, and decides to just cut to the chase.
"I realize that I really should have explained this before," Thistle starts. "But, as a fellow Themis worshiper, hear me out for a second."
"So, long story short, sometimes in the Blasted Lands people are born with the ability to, uh, "go into" animals and see through their eyes." She jabs a finger in the dark in the general direction of Nibbs. "I'm one of those people and I can take over Nibbs sometimes or use her for tracking. Like just now."
The hallway under the walls is quiet, with just the dull roar of the fight up top echoing down and general dungeony dripping noises. Thistle can't hear any sounds of anyone approaching from either the door or from up top, so she continues.
"I think you would call yourself the most level headed of your brothers. I can help us get through the underbelly of this fort, but I need you to talk to the rest of your family when this is finished and put in a good word for me. Or, I don't know, just be smart about this."
