by Taria » Sat Aug 06, 2011 10:30 am
"Slave traders, huh?" Thaetle thinks to herself, "Well this is no good at all. Those people back at the camp have already seen her, if they get caught, she could get dragged down into this too. She climbs down off of Eiseus. If she's going to help, it's best neither group knows where she is. She nudges Eiseus gently as she asks for his help, "Go back to the others, Eiseus; let them know which way these guys are coming." As the wolf begins to run off, Thaetle plans out her next move. She uses her keen perception to search for a drop off, or hole of some sort that she could fool someone into thinking is solid ground. As she is searching for this, she also keeps an eye out for any sturdy pieces of wood she can sharpen into stakes.
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