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Alone on the beach, Karl quietly chews on a dead seagull. He then stands on his hind legs with a wing hanging out of his mouth, watching the scrag swim off. A strange gesture of defiance, or farewell — who knows? He burrows away, into the sand.
Karl gives Soran a hug. SHHHHHAKKKKKAAAASSSSPHK
At the edge of the village's main street, Karl lurches up on his hind legs — whether it's a gesture of camaraderie or of defiance, who can say? SHHHHHAKKKKKAAAASSSSPHK
Yesss…
Shhhhhakkkkkaaaassssphk The giant bug scuttles obediently to Silt's side (but not before grabbing as many old bones as it can). It slurps marrow and gazes intently at Perrell. Its eyes are pools of darkness, reflecting nothing, even in the sunbeam.
Shhhhhakkkkkaaaassssphk
The last tentacle squirchs up into Karl's mouth like an undead noodle, helped along by sharp mandibles. He stares at Silt, waiting to be fed.
Karl launches himself at a sandpiper and lands atop a dune; he abruptly freezes at the sight of the strange ship anchored nearby in the bay. His inscrutable dark eyes glisten, and for long minutes he doesn't even move a mandible. The forgotten bird has long since flown away. When a silhouetted Grippli prince appears on the foredeck, Karl raises himself up on his hind legs in an attempt to look bigger, and extends his front claws towards the ship. It is a posture that implies danger, but also has the form of an open-armed embrace that says "welcome." When the grippli disappears, Karl scrambles off behind the dune in search of fresh meat.
Good questions. I was thinking Toby could attempt something in the influences part… he's got +1 on he main social skills and it's always nice to have an "x" card! Rally, if Dennis thinks Toby should roll something we can go with it.
Karl bolts out from the underbrush and snatches the salted meat in his mandbles.
The smell of melting hide fills the air. Chomp Chomp
Karl hunches low to the ground scuttles a step closer, waiting for the injured beast to fall. |
