Aeneas blithely went and purloined chips and beer.
It was not a good idea.
Turning back to the group, he saw Bridger hammering away at the bound prey. Hammering away at the bound prey!
The Irraka stood stock still, then shook. His leering smile melted into a parody of an "O" shop and be took a step back. This was not the work of Hunters. This was not the work of Forsaken; the honourable children of Grandfather Wolf who claimed his mantle from his dying fingers because of Need. The Shartha did this! Bad spirits did this! Zi'ir did this!
He looked on with sick fascination.
He whined.
He turned away.
He looked back.
He deflated and shrank back towards the kitchen, hand almost unconsciously seeking the biggest knife iron fang he could find.
He tried to speak but all that bubbled from his mouth was a growl.
Aeneas Harmony will be dropping to 5. He will be picking up a Derangement. I'm thinking Avoidance at this point but it may change, depending on what happens next. I has a plan DrDog