"I have a sister out there, she wears no Auspice, but has a measure of Renown among the People. There is always another path to walk, and always those who will lie and try to hide your choices from you." The brooding Rahu says no more, but offers a small 'salute' between brothers old and new. He gives the wounded Aneshega one last glance, an unspoken offer of escort to safety, before departing to follow the rest of the pack. With their wounded and their pups is where his muscle will be needed most, he has nothing more to offer by dwelling here.
He jogs off after the pack, grabbing his discarded sledgehammer, snapping the handle, and tossing it into the gas station dumpster as he marches off to follow the pack into the hisil.
1 success to step sideways
Be it the eerie essence of the place or the weakness of the locus, Bleeds Well enters the hisil slowly.
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