Re: Mjorna
Tork nods and places his hands on his belt. "Sure is. . . though he generally accepts anybody. There was this one guy though. . ." The badger shakes his head. "I don't know WHAT he told Wulfric, but the Prior was after him like a man possessed. Couldn't believe that he can run this fast." After a brief pause Tork shrugs. "Just don't insult the Gods and you should be fine, I figure."
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The hunt is on. Hera can hear a roar behind her, followed by skipping stones and the telltale sound of running footsteps on hard ground. Maybe the lioness went too far into their territory - or she smells too strongly like dead meat.
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As Virgil runs into the shady warehouse he notices the gleam of metal before him. The Monkey Kin barely has time to skip to a halt. . . Lucky for him too. Another step and he would have impaled himself on the spear pointed in his direction. "Why are you entering my territory?" A voice snarls out of the darkness. Leon, following closely behind, could make out the form of a Taur, though he is not sure on the Kin race.