Well, he asked for this. Daud’s simply going to have to go for it. With a short, sharp huff of breath, the tiefling sheathes his sword and steps on through— his animas moving at the last minute in a flurry of feathers, landing on his arm — and gets pulled through along with them. And then they’re in... wherever this is now, no orcs in sight (for now). The osprey’s feathers are all ruffled, but it seems to have survived the trip.
That was odd, but Daud shakes it off, turning to the girl instead. Thankfully, his own nose seems fine, though he can’t say the same for hers. ]
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Well, he asked for this. Daud’s simply going to have to go for it. With a short, sharp huff of breath, the tiefling sheathes his sword and steps on through— his animas moving at the last minute in a flurry of feathers, landing on his arm — and gets pulled through along with them. And then they’re in... wherever this is now, no orcs in sight (for now). The osprey’s feathers are all ruffled, but it seems to have survived the trip.
That was odd, but Daud shakes it off, turning to the girl instead. Thankfully, his own nose seems fine, though he can’t say the same for hers. ]
You’re bleeding. Does that always happen?