Shadewood ipiktusuktuk ✺

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He nodded, not fully taking in whatever religion it was the ladeh kept to herself, but he didn’t argue against it. Couldn’t no living thing claim they knew the afterlife, nor what it held. He believed once you died, you were just dead. But hell, if he could see his Vetty again, he’d never leave her side- not even to feed himself, bathe himself, nothin. He’d fade away with her. “Shoah.” It was all he could offer back on her topic. He wasn’t gonna argue the view.

Listening to the second half of her return, he learned origins a bit better. Was best getting an understanding on this mess, anyways. Guess storytime was better now than never. 

“That man’s downright confused. He ‘ont know how ta stock ya one thing. Bastard got all heated bout Melonii breakin’ Alliance, then he got some man helpin him train better, just ain’t seen him since all this mess well all over. I ‘ont want nonpart of it.” 

Spose it was his turn now, eh? 

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