Emberflame Ridge euthyphro dilemma

Careful and swift, he moved with far more finesse than he should have been able to. Not quite slinking—Solpallur was far too stocky and tall to get away with such a feat—but a hunter’s prowl, low and stalking through the reeds and rushing waters. He put distance between them easily, only pausing when he had neared closer to where he had first seen the waters run red. He considered his evasion a success, seeing then that he had not been pursued. Yet not one to linger, knowing full and well the risk that came with such and his own proclivity for being unsociable, Solpallur began to move on sans stealth.

He did not know he had been seen, nor knew if he would be pursued.