After Lodine had shouted to the duskwright he made note to quicken his pace. "Nica" as the miqo'te had called herself, started to mumble something to him. But it did not matter, nothing mattered now. As he kept on walking he noticed the soft touch of the miqo'te's skin. Soon malicious thoughts began to swarm in Lodine's mind.
"Such perfect skin, such perfect.... meat!"
Lodine was no ordinary outcast. Forced to hide many moons ago for the taboo he had commited in his earlier days.Â
Then he felt a presence. That damn duskwright was following him! And it looks as though she had brought a friend!Â
Normally he would have confronted such people.... but something about that elezen. Her gaze... piercing!
He would have to think of something. His plans would be ruined if he did not think quickly!
Why... his dinner would be spoiled.
"Such perfect skin, such perfect.... meat!"
Lodine was no ordinary outcast. Forced to hide many moons ago for the taboo he had commited in his earlier days.Â
Then he felt a presence. That damn duskwright was following him! And it looks as though she had brought a friend!Â
Normally he would have confronted such people.... but something about that elezen. Her gaze... piercing!
He would have to think of something. His plans would be ruined if he did not think quickly!
Why... his dinner would be spoiled.
