Framed by dead stags, the Duskwight stretched a single weak limb towards the unearthed man. His placating gesture was almost lost in the darkness, and his weak voice almost lost in the breeze, "Calm. Do not flee this place, or the Shroud will claim you. I think you are safe here for the moment."
The Duskwight's eyes stayed on the panicked man. He noted the powerful muscles on the man's body, the tattered tail behind him. Another Miqo'te? He was so much like the girl that had been here before, who seemed to scream out in the forest. He listened for the girl in the woods, but could only hear the animals that paced and growled in response to every twitch of the unearthed man. Would that the Duskwight could have observed both the man and the girl, but even Oschon could not split him in two.
"Stranger," his breath shook thinly out of his lungs. "Have you voice? Have you a name?"
The Duskwight's eyes stayed on the panicked man. He noted the powerful muscles on the man's body, the tattered tail behind him. Another Miqo'te? He was so much like the girl that had been here before, who seemed to scream out in the forest. He listened for the girl in the woods, but could only hear the animals that paced and growled in response to every twitch of the unearthed man. Would that the Duskwight could have observed both the man and the girl, but even Oschon could not split him in two.
"Stranger," his breath shook thinly out of his lungs. "Have you voice? Have you a name?"
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